Another BFB Chat Fic. What a shame.

Mechanical Meetup

Roboty has invited Robot Flower, TV and Remote to Mechanical Minds.

Robot Flower: THIS IS COOL

TV: Agreed

Roboty: Guys, we haven't even fucking started.

Remote: Roboty, you're typing normally.

Roboty: Yes. I set the settings so that it'll translate my codes to words.

TV: So I guess this is a chat for us mechanicals?

Roboty: What do you think jackass?

Robot Flower: HEY STOP THAT

Roboty: Also, you don't need to all cap your words.

Robot Flower: WHATEVER

Remote: Let's not fight.

Roboty: Oh yeah, you're a part of that pacifist cult.

Remote: It's not a cult.

TV: It's a pact.

Remote: It's not a pact either!

Roboty: Then what? A clan?

Remote: It's just a small group to prevent death.

TV: I have recordings of it.

TV: One has them tackle Gelatin to stop him from igniting Bomby.

Robot Flower: DID THEY SUCCEED?

Roboty: I was there. Bomby lived.

Robot Flower: GOOD.

Roboty: Gelatin got squashed like a bug.

Robot Flower: O H

TV: I remember that too.

Remote: Guys don't remind me!

Robot Flower: YOU KNOW, WHY DO WE HANG OUT WITH ROBOTY WHEN HE'S SUCH AN ASS

Roboty: You never asked duh. What do you fucking think?

TV: Geez. . . no wonder you talk in morse code. You swear too much.

Roboty: Well suck my metal antenna.

TV: No.

Robot Flower: ROBOTY, DON'T HANG OUT WITH US AGAIN.

Roboty: Hell no.

Robot Flower: B-BUT YOU SAID THAT YOU WOULD LEAVE

Roboty: I changed my mind.

Robot Flower: YOU ARE SO FRUSTRATING!

Roboty: LOL take that

Remote: No wonder we're considered weird by the others.

TV: Nah, it's just Roboty. Even then, nobody knows what he says.

Roboty: Nickel knew but I got the sucker into his place.

Remote: No harm right?

Roboty: Just threatened him.

TV: You're such a nice person man.

Roboty: Whatever you kilt loving Scottish Television.

TV: E X C U S E   ME?

Roboty: What? You have the accent.

Remote: Well do you love kilts?

TV: How do you know?!

Robot Flower: I GUESS NOT.

Roboty: I was just joking wow.