Crush, chip burn part 2

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Robot Adam: Hello, insert your name here. Would you like to engage in silly, happy, fun time?
Leo: Get lost! You can't replace my real friends! I really loved those guys.
Robot Chase: Don't be sad, Mr. Leo. Friends come and go. But robots are forever. Dibbly. Dibbly. That is my version of a laugh. Dibbly. Dibbly.
Leo: Will you tin heads get out of here?
Robot Corbyn: Sensing human hostility.
Robot Bree: Must exterminate!
Robot Adam: Robots attack!
Eddy: Yeah, go robots! Get him! Crush him! Go for the brain!
Robot Adam, Bree & Chase, Corbyn: Destroy Leo. Destroy Leo.
Leo screams in terror.
Bree: Leo, Leo. We're not robots. It's really us.
Leo: Huh?
Chase: We told the driver we forgot something, and then we swapped the robots in our place.
Adam: You said you loved us. You said you loved us.
Kissing.
Slap!
Adam: Ow!
Leo: It is you guys! ( He hugs us.) Wait, what about Davenport?
Adam: We'll just have to act like dumb robots every single time he's around.
Corbyn: It'll be easier for some of us than others.
Donald: Hey, Leo.
( We all start to act like Robots.)
Leo: Big D, Donny, man of the house!
Donald: What're you doing, buddy?
Leo: What am I doing? I am hanging with my robo-fake people friends. Ain't no party like a robot party 'cause a robot party don't stop!
Donald: See, I told you you would like them.
Leo: Like 'em? I love 'em.
Donald: Oh, you know the greatest thing about having robots is?
Leo: What?
Donald: They are virtually indestructible.
Leo: Huh?
Donald: Watch this.
( He did it to Adam.)
Crackling.
Leo: Quit it!
Donald: No, it's okay. He can't feel a thing. He's a robot.
( He did it to Chase.)
Crackling, shuddering.
Donald: Ha ha! They are so incredibly lifelike.
( He did it to Chase again.)
Crackling, shuddering.
Bree, Corbyn: Don't even try it.
Donald: Oooh, you two are feisty robot, you. You wanna give it a try?
Leo: No.
Donald: Come on, do it.
Leo: I'm fine.
Donald: Just do it once. It's a lot of fun.
Leo: Fine!
( I use my electro fingers and it shoked Mr. Davenport.)
Screams.
Leo: You're right. It is fun.
( We all laugh and the Hi-five me.)
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Leo: All right, let's make this quick so we can get out of here. Adam, for breakfast you get wheat bread and a side of sugar packets.
Adam: My favorite!
Leo: Bree, you get two old wings and a drumstick from the Chicken Shack.
Bree: Oooh!
Leo: Corbyn you get two banana nut muffen's.
Corbyn: Thanks!
Leo: And Chase, you can have the peel to my banana.
Chase: I'm not eating a banana peel.
Leo: You don't eat it. You just chew it till all the flavor's gone.
( I give him one of my Muffen's.)
Chase: Thanks.
Corbyn: Your welcome.
Tasha: Leo! What's going on?
Leo: Mom! Look at you. In the kitchen. We are just having a healthy breakfast.
Tasha: Honey, they're robots, they don't eat.
Leo: All right, anyway, I was thinking, today might be a good day to take them to school with me.
Bree: Yes! I mean, bee-dee-beep. Dee-dee-beep-beep. Beep.
Tasha: Leo, you're not taking robots to school. Your teachers already think you're a little weird.
Leo: What makes you say that?
Tasha: Because on your last progress report, it said "We think Leo's a little weird."
Leo: Mom—
Tasha: Go to school.
Leo: Fine. You guys stay out of trouble until I get back home. Hug it out.
Donald: Hey, honey.
Tasha: Donald, you have got to get rid of those robots. Leo thinks they're real. He needs to be around normal kids.
Donald: Honey, when I was growing up, I never hung out with normal kids.
Tasha: And your best friend is a computer in the wall.
Eddy: I guess you lost that battle. Huh, Tasha?
Tasha: Donald, I don't want them around. They're... creepy.
Donald: Well, what am I supposed to do? Just throw them away?
All gasp.
Tasha: No, I would never expect you to just throw them away.
All sigh.
Tasha: Recycle them.
All gasp.
Donald: Wait, you want me to take my genius technology and have it crushed and melted down and turned into hubcaps? No way.
All sigh.
Tasha: Either they go, or I turn your lab intro my walk-in closet.
Donald: Three crushed robots coming up.
Gasps.
Adam: What? He said he was getting rid of the robots.
Corbyn: What do they think we are?
Adam: Robots.... Oh!

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