Robot arms(lollipop x basketball)

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Lollipop x basketball(objects)

(Oh god I have no idea what to do)

"Ok look golfball I like the idea of building a machine that can make it seem as if and feels as if armless people have arms but like why would we make it?" I asked the shorter object. She just stares at me wiggling her feet in my face to try and get her idea across to me, and it worked. "Oh. Sorry" I tell her "it's okay".

"HEY GU- ack!" Tennis ball said falling on his face. Damnit I think he just broke open. "Oh my putter. Tennis ball are you ok!" Golfball yelled running towards him. "Fuck it. Call the ambulance lollipop!" Golfball yelled. I quickly grab the near by phone and dialed the hospital.

As Golfball and tennis ball went to the hospital I was forced to stay here until then because otherwise grassy would be all alone and shit because no one else was fucking here.

I watched grassy color in his coloring books and shit. It was okay. I tried to spark up conversation but he wouldn't really talk.

"GRASSY WE'RE HOME!!!"

You could hear blocky yell most likely from miles and miles away. He's too loud. With was basketball, 8-ball, and robot flower. You know maybe I could start working on the whole robo arms thing, but I would need someone to model for me.

"Hey basketball can you follow me" I asked the female whom was about my height. "Oh! Sure" she smiled.

"Alright tell me if it's too tight" I tell her pulling on the strap to tighten it. "Perfect" she says. Alright now to see if the machine works.

"Wow lollipop! It works!!" Basketball yells picking me up with the robotic arms. "And it only took 4 tries and 5 hours" I laugh.

She puts me down and runs over to block, 8-ball and all of them. I smile.



"So that what you did" fries say patting my stick as if it was my back. I giggle.

Basketball's POV

Why... why do I feel so heart broken.

"lollipop made these" golfball says looking at the arms. "I bet she messed up somewhere in the process" she continued smirking. "Maybe." I tell her. "What wrong." She asked me. "W-What... nothing" I tell her taking off the arms so that she could try and remake them. Truth was... I think I like lollipop"

But she most likely won't like me back

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