Let's be honest, Ultimate Voicebank Producer doesn't sound like the best talent out there.
Some may even say it's not a real talent, since you are not even the one singing! But- Fortunately, you actually took a small pride in your title!
Sure, you may not be the voice behind the song, but you are the one who composed the melody, arranged the instrumental, wrote the lyrics and even made the MVS! It's a lot of effort, so of course you have to value it.Now, what does it have to do with todays date?
Wait. What is todays date? October 29? The same day a certain robot was activated and brought -figuratively- to life?
Indeed it is!Again, what corelation does it have with your talent? Well... Let's just go back in time a little. Come on, you are bright. Figure this out!
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As you were chatting away (more like nodding along the conversation while munching your PBJ sandwich) with your friends and fellow Ultimates during lunchtime, a certain subject popped up.
'What would you like to be if you weren't your Ultimate?'
As expected, most of the energetic and bubbly ones suddenly chimed in with their own answers one by one, until Leon said with his usual laidback but happy tone that he was on his way to become a rock star.
That's when the robot that was sitting by your right excitedly raised his arm and expressed in the most sincere voice you've ever heard that he wanted to be an idol. To be specific, he wanted to become the Ultimate Robot Pop Idol.Your heart inmediatly melted at his statement. The smile on his face only worsened your state, as a light blush emerged on your cheeks.
Then... Somehow... It all went wrong. Sorta.
"No way, dude! Maybe we can collab together someday! It would be pretty cool and all... And having a robot in my music videos could help my popularity a little." The redheaded baseball player followed, offering a thumbs up and a wink. Some of the others nodded in agreement.
"Say... I've never ever heard you sing... I didn't knew robots could do that!" Everyone's not favorite liar began to tease, easily getting the reactions he expected.
"I will let this robophobic comment pass, since I am proud to offer a small example of my hard vocal training! So please, everyone, prepare your hearing receptors!" The boy himself stated, trying but failing to hide a big excited smile.
Almost everyone had their eyes on the white haired android now, eager to see -and hear- what kind of sound comes from his mouth.
"Uh... Keebo..? I-I don't think it's a good idea to-" Nervously mumbled Shuichi, who was sitting across him.
"Yeah- Dude, I don't remember installing some fucking kind of voice synthesizer or shit. You better not-" Continued the strawberry blonde inventor while pointing her finger towards the robot before getting cut off.
"SHUSH! I wanna hear Kee-boi's amazing singing voice! It's rude to interrumpt, you know?- Go ahead, Kee-baby!" Exclaimed the small purple boy again.
You yourself began to feel eager to listen to him- after all, you were some kind of music producer yourself! (And had a huge small crush on the Ultimate Robot).
The short lived silence was cut off by a tremendously damaging sound that emerged from none other than the object of your adoration that sat just at your right. Was that really Keebo's singing voice? Like- for real?
It was causing actual pain to your eardrums, but the shock prevented you from showing any kind of expression. Not that you wanted to! That would break the poor boy's hear and shatter his dreams! And that wouldn't happen under [Y/N]'s watch! Never!
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【Tell Your World】☆ONE-SHOT☆
Fanfiction。☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆。 Keebo gets his dreams of becoming the first robot Pop Star in the world completely crushed. But [Y/N], being Keebo's best friend can't let that happen. [I suck at summaries and english, apologies in advance since english is not...