You were his friend, you were also a robot thing but you didn't make songs, you did make melodies for him if he needed. You had a 40s-50s TV head and you were a chrome and clean look now thanks to him cleaning you up after you weren't in use for over 30 years. You and him did collabs and lived as Housemates..

Something had attacked you while Fandroid was away.. you were ripped and torn, bleeding a black oil.. Your wires torn up, your screen was cracked and you couldn't see.. you knew he wouldn't be home for another hour and you probably would leak out before he'd get home.. your screen glitched, you were in agony and your sensors going crazy..

(IK THE PIC BE DOING HIM DIRTY THO, IM SORRY)