Flash back twenty years. A full party room. Shiny robots shambling around, in full repair, bright lights, children laughing and playing. Everyone, everyone is having a joyous time except for one little girl. Sitting alone and dejected by the one curtained-off stage. It’s her sister’s birthday party, and everyone is having a good time but her.
"Ye have the face of a lass who needs more than a slice of pizza to turn a smile."
It comes by surprise. She stands up, and turns. ”…F…Foxy?”
"Aye. Steal aboard, a’fore anyone sees."
The girl slips behind the curtains. And there he is. Servos whirr as his upper body angles down, so he can see her better. ”What be the matter?”
"…Everyone’s excited about my sister. Nobody really cares about me."
”What a daft thing to say.” The flat edge of a hook lifts harmlessly up to the girl’s chin. “I care.”