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The mistake watched her waddle around and then suddenly topple to the ground. He only stared blankly at her. He must have been daydreaming again.

"Cut your hair," he mumbled under his breath as he lent a hand to help her up. "Or put your hair up into a bun! I'm sure you'd look nice like that." Sock gave her a genuine smile and sat on the ground beneath them, deciding it was a good place to have a picnic. "I hope you brought a blanket, Aria. Oh! My name is Sock."

I’m Aria! What’s your name?" IA reached for his hand and walked to the park. There was weird, creepy sort of sweet smiles at them but Aria didn’t know why they were staring.

"Staring is rude!" She said when she was at the last straw. 

They finally reached the park and Aria smiled at him. When she walked a step forward she tripped over her hair and landed onto the ground. 

"…Ouch!"

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          // There was a little girl pulling him across a dangerous street and he was completely calm.

          // Ah, yes, this was a typical day.

          // The android was silent the whole time until she mentioned a picnic. He can't consume food so it'd be difficult. "Sounds like a wonderful idea, miss." He snatched the ice from her hands and pressed it against his forehead. "At a park, I assume?"

"I do! Come with me!" Aria you could get hurt you don’t know this boy! IA reached for his hand and bolted across the street, almost getting them both hit by eight different cars. Aria ran into the super market and told him to wait outside while she bought the ice. But ended up coming out with more things instead.

"Let’s go on a picnic!" 

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B A M ! !

          // A thump could be heard if within earshot, maybe even a ring. The android hadn't been paying attention and had accidentally run into a pole. "Ouch," the boy said as he rubbed his injured head. Fortunately, there was no blood and the injury wasn't visible. Still, it remained painful.

          // He turned to the other and jabbed their shoulder with his finger, a wide grin on his face. Guess who was trying to look innocent. "Do you happen to know where I can get ice for my wound?"

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post--mortem--kiss

            // There he was, laying on the concrete of the sidewalk, looking lifeless. Androids don't need to breathe, only living things can function like that. His chest doesn't rise or fall, he isn't able to sigh. If someone were to press a hand against his chest they wouldn't be able to hear a heartbeat. The robot looked up at the pinkette. How could someone be that gorgeous? "I like your hair," he murmured. Did he really mean it, though? Was it possible for someone with no feelings to feel that way about something?

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WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?

"I don’t answer pointless questions."