Robotboy Crying Novels & Stories

He cried, holding unto me tight as we stayed like that. I just let him cry. Let him pour it all out, as a warm soothing feeling filled my heart. ******** “For real? All that happened?!” Rob exclaimed, his eyes literally bulging out of their sockets. I chuckled at his disbelief, taking pleasure at the knowledge that my words had forced him to take off his glasses in surprise.

I hear Bobby sniffle, so I ease up. "Yes baby," he is rubbing his eyes, and his lip is wobbling. "I had a bad dream, he looks at me sadly, Gram left us and I cry. You not leave to, right?"I motion him to come to me, but he sniffles more. He looks unsure and I worry. "Bobby, come here baby",he whimpers, and Tyler sits up.

I said surprised tone. Roxy wrapped her broken tail around me “do you feel sympathy towards us superstar?” Roxy asked “yes I do” then looked at Karuji “Karuji get the robot bay ready” I shouted “why Arnold” Karuji asked then he was shocked to see thm mangled “okay I will” he said so Karuji dashed off to the robot bay to get the bays ready “what are you doing Arnold?” Roxanne asked “I’m going to fix you, Monty and Glamrock Chica” I said “Arnold thanks” Roxy hugging me “you’re welcome my friends” I said then I look at Funabi “the robot bays are ready Arnold” Funabi shouted “okay, come on guys” I said.

I leave this imaginary world as I HEAR Rob shout my name. " Cercy, are you here?? What's wrong?" he questions. " Have you been crying?" Yeah, that's it. You know the moment when you're about to cry, but you hold yourself..., and as soon as someone else asks if you crying you just lose it, and tons of tears escape your eyes. Well, that's exactly what happened to me. As soon as Rob asks me this question, I start crying like a baby. " Hey.., come here!" Rob gestures. He opens his arms and pulls me in a really big warm hug. I hugged him back, my hand touching his bare chest.

" Now will you stop crying? You promised not to cry again, remember?" Lena chuckle and broke the hug, wiping the tears off her face. " I'm sorry. Mommy was just very happy. These are tears of joy " " Then you should cry, Mommy. We love it when you're happy " Ryan giggled. " Silly boy. I hope you don't go about pranking all these innocent robots, huh? " The little brat grinned mischievously. " Not yet, Mommy. I have something huge in store for them " He rubbed his palms together.

He scooped me up in a hug, his body trembling with joy. I couldn't help but touch his abs and say, "You're really different from those ordinary robots. If I had met you for the first time, I probably wouldn't have realized you're a robot." 008's eyes widened with curiosity as he asked, "What do the other robots look like?" "They…" I trailed off, taking a moment to ponder about it. "I haven't really interacted with other robots, but from what I've heard, none of them have independent thinking."

The image sears itself into my mind — red sauce, red blood, chaos. “The smell …” His voice cracks, and then it breaks. Soft sobs tear out of him, raw and unrestrained, from the depths of his being as he grapples with the memories of the past. I pull him into my arms, my own chest aching as if the grief is mine. When he pulls away, he wipes at his face with his unbandaged hand. “Haven’t touched the stuff since.” I brush the last stray tear from his cheek, struck by how fragile even the strongest people can look. And it comes to mind that when robots cry, the whole world seems to lose its color.

"Baby Robbie!" Meanwhile, in the fortress, Baby Robbie's little body looked frail but defiant. Tears were flowing out of his eyes even though he tried to hold them back. When he went next to the window, he noticed the Elephant's Eye suddenly moving. Then, he heard a whisper. "Little boy, your father has abandoned you…. Poor thing!"

His humor had real life in it, the kind built on trending memes and self-deprecation. He would look at a pan full of vegetables that were falling apart and tell them, with a completely straight face, "You need to calm down." When I accidentally burned a batch of cookies, he burst out laughing and said, "Don't worry, charcoal is a natural energy booster." He was more vivid, more alive, and more human than any set of parameters I could have ever programmed. One evening, he was standing at the counter in an apron, chopping vegetables, and the last of the sunset was falling across him. I looked at his back and felt my heart jolt.

Everything was hurting her brain. Finally, she saw her father and mother. They were happy, looking at her from a distance. Two more blurry figures were sitting next to them. And a cute boy was playing with her. They were making sand castles, and Rose was covered with sand. The cute boy laughed at her, and she started crying. Even though she was little, she knew he was making fun of her. She jumped on him and kept punching and slapping him with her tiny fists while wailing loudly. But that boy never stopped laughing. “Crybaby, Ro-Ro!” she heard the boy teasing her.