"U-u-up late at night again, eh, J-Janet?" Stu asks rhetorically, laughing as his metallic hands go through drawers and cabinets to look for something for breakfast.

"T-that's my girl; always so hard-working!" You feel like he would be smiling... If he had a mouth. It makes you feel a little bit better, even if it's his usual, slightly bugged voice saying those sweet words. "B-but you know..." He starts...

There we go.

"I-i can't help it! This old robot here may be talking a lot of nonsense, but sometimes I worry about your health, you know t-that, right?" He confesses, letting out a quick sigh as he separates some eggs next to the sink. "I-I know you're a sucker for the music world... And I can't say you're wrong. Just..."

"... S-stay safe, alright?"

Stu always loved you both - you and your sister Bonnie -, but the moment you immersed yourself in the world of music, he became a little... worried. Mostly unnecessarily? Yeah. Bonnie's around, shooting herself from cannons, and he's worried about his older daughter and the "dangers of internet" and such. It's cute, actually.