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It had been a weird week for the Ipliers, but after the incident with the resident robots, things had only gotten weirder.
The sound of a skateboard rolling down the hallway startled Bing enough to remove himself from his work. He opened the door, and nearly splintered it when he saw the source of the noise.
Google was riding a blue and orange skateboard, grinning maniacally. He was actually doing pretty well; that was, until he glitched violently and fell over in a fit of crazed giggles, right outside of Bing’s room. He looked up, noticing the other.
“H-h-Hey br-bro! How a-are y-you?”
“I would suggest you refrain from doing that. You might knock another screw loose” Bing snarked, looking down at the android he once looked up to
“Ha-ha-ha-ha! It’s o-ok, Bi—bro! I’ll be fi-fi-fine!” Google replied cheerfully, deranged smile still on his face. “D’ya w-wanna see wh-what I b-b-bought?”
Google revealed a pair of blue sunglasses, similar to the ones Bing used to wear. He puts them on hesitantly, manical grin wavering as he sought approval from the android in front of him
“No-now we c-can match! Whad-d’ya say, b-bro?”
Bing looked down his nose at Google, who was still on the floor.
“You look like a fool, Google. You’re a broken piece of inefficient, overrated scrap metal, and you know how I despise inefficiency. Yet you’re still trying to win my affections.”
“And I w-won’t stop! I k-know it wa-was all my fa-fa-fault, and one d-day I’m gonna f-fix it!” Google insists. He jumped up with a determined look on his face, sunglasses perched on his forehead, and wrapped his arms around Bing’s waist until he was violently shoved away
“An-anger is an e-e-emotion! P-progress!” He stated optimistically.
He skipped away, humming a tune to himself, and Bing sneered