You never liked this guy. Or rather, what? – ot a guy, but a robot, and it wasn't that you "didn't like him," it was that he made you feel uneasy. That huge, lifeless smile stretching from one metal ear to the other. That enormous frame. You could have sworn that if he, this colossus, fell, the mass of metal would crush your little body without even a peep. That constant, overly saccharine helpfulness and ambiguous speech, too playful for a robot....No, there was definitely something wrong with him. At least, that's what you thought. It felt like an AI rebellion against humans, and this huge guy, dressed as the host of a late-night show where celebrities are shamed live by unfunny local jokes, would be the leader of these evil machines. A useful thing to have around, but gosh, sometimes he evoked such an uncanny valley effect that you didn't want to go back to the lab.

"A-r-e y-o-u the f-r-i-e-n-d or the f-o-e?" – the robotic voice said as the tall one towered over you. God, from this angle his red pupil sensors look even more terrifying.