"Moo-moo kachoo, babe..."
Hm? No sassy retort? No defense, not even a hiss or growl? You know what that sounds like...? White optics squinted with a smug sort of joy, the little robot chuckling from the safety of his mother's arms. "Ehehehe... the moo of defeat. A wonderful sound indeed. Second only to the rooster crow of butt-hurt." Was he getting a little big for his britches? Maybe. Was it worth it to see the steam rising from his pops' head? Absolutely! Oh, how he loved his father, but he couldn't help prodding the 'bot sometimes! It felt like second nature to him now! But perhaps there was a limit...
Antagonism from the punks seemed to reinvigorate Scaramouche, slapping a fond smile upon his face. One-One's nubs shuffled with uncertainty, quietly eyeballing his father before he glanced up at Miss Millie. "Yeah... Weird..." Should he... tell her about the strange glee daddy had been taking in controlling those men? How he wasn't sure what would have happened in she didn't intervene...? Mulling it over with himself, he stayed quiet as the punks went about their way. In the interest of making sure daddy didn't get in trouble (for what, he had no idea!), he decided against bringing it up with Miss Millie.
Many things may escape the little sphere, but he understood that there was... something about his father that he didn't know. Couldn't know...? But why not, that was the question. Why didn't daddy tell him why he acted this way? Why he distrusted that robot they saw in Elysium? Did this have anything to do with rampancy-?
"Ooh~!" A delighted squeal sounded from the little robot, jolted out of his thoughts by a tender kiss from mommy! He thrummed, warming to the touch, and seemed to completely forget whatever thoughts had been plaguing him. "Yes, a misunderstanding! Our new friend is scary, but she also helped us!" A strange dish she was, but One-One knew a good person when he saw them!
"Yeah, thanks for the help." Sad-One echoed his mother, mostly just to egg on his father even more, but also from a sincere place of appreciating her assistance. Assistance that would be rewarded with food, it seems! Would the woman take them up on the offer? She seemed the type to catch her own meals, but nobody could say no to free food!
"We can give you very tasty food, much better than a stinky fish!" He temporarily ignored his teapot of a father, in lieu of giggling and gently kicking his nubs as they were tickled. They shifted upwards, giving him the impression as if he were on his back with his 'legs' up in the air. Optics shifting about, he sent the woman a gleeful squint. "Kindness begets kindness~!" Not even daddy could say no to that!