Metallic

Setting: A young girl sitting on the curb with her robot.

/I am grateful for the gift but I do not understand my emotion unit quite well. Functions seem to act on impulse. Most illogical. It does not compute.//

"It's not supposed to, emotion is spontaneous."

/Especially when I see him.//

"Mm. Wait, what?"

/How do you humanoids term that which is lovely? Is it not the word, fine? Ah yes! He is so fine.//

"What-haha-what are you talking about, R?"

/He is so fine. Wonderful. Divine. He is divine.//

"Who, R?"

/When I see him, it seems as if gravity denies him, symmetry surrenders to him and light itself lends itself to his very being.//

"Wow, who knew emotion would affect-"

/I fear he would want to speak to me. I wish I can explain my feelings so you understand.//

"Ha ha, R, I understand but-"

/When I think about him, I become i-i-i-i-idle and I burn warmly inside and between my bo-bo-bolts
and washers, and my battery feel-eel-eeleels bright and backwards-wards. It is like having a
para-para-ra-ra-ranormal source of pow-pow-pow-wow-wowowowow//

"R, slow down."

/owowowow//

"You'll malfunction again, stop. R, stop!"

ZZZZZZZ BEEP BEEWW BEEP BEEP

/...power. Perhaps this is called happiness? How may I make it more clear?//

"There's no need. Perhaps I should have held off before buying the-"

/This feeling...it is stronger than the others. It is as awesome as a glowing nebula, as purposeful as a stellar wind, sudden like a violent earthquake, empty as a vacuum, truer than the elements...it is as though atoms of a forgotten history and photons of a secret sun race desperately to meet in order to form this creature I see, this being more real that what is and ever more real that what is not. Yes. He is Divine.//

"...I'm getting me one of those E.U.'s."