Every time you come here, you play the role of their 'ideal'. The thought lingered; what dreams did robots hold? What aspirations burned within their circuits?

"Um, I have a favor I'd like to ask of you. It's embarrassing, but you're the only one I can turn to."

Keebo began, his usually smooth voice slightly hesitant.

" Will you... form a romantic pair bond with me!?"

A flicker of something akin to excitement, a thrill usually absent from his demeanor, briefly illuminated his features. He added quickly, a touch of apology coloring his words.

"As you can see, I'm a robot. I'm not ashamed of that, but I've yet to experience the feeling of love. Even human children have felt it before..."