Mss ch3: make it.

Flesh, warmth, hair, smell. I want to know.

Months passes and the group had gotten close to Fritter. All but Mokka, all his friends didn't have to use sensors like he did, they never had to charge, He felt isolated. It was night now Mokka sat on the roof of the school by himself when he heard a voice.

"Yo what's up Mokka?"

Mokka looked back and Fritter was there walking towards him, "thinking."

Fritter sat next to him, "About what?"

"My life," Mokka answered.

"Your life? Well you a robot going to a school for magic."

"That's my problem. Robots have very weak magic so why?" Mokka sighed.

"But you were one of the heroes that saved the sun from being eaten," Fritter said

"I almost killed my friends. I had lost it and spent that battle stuck on the ground unable to attack the best I could."

"man your hopeless," Fritter groaned laying back.

"What's it like?" Mokka asked.

Fritter looked at him "it?"

"Human. To smell, to touch, what's it like to have hair?"

Fritter rolled on his stomach, "It's something. I can't really put it into words but here you are complaining about not being human yet you have something human."

"What?" Mokka asked.

Fritter chuckled, "You, like Sakura! no you love her."

"What?"

"When we were talking about strongest mage you cute yourself off about to call her pretty."

"Yes," Mokka said, "I do, but I'm a robot she is human."

"Wanna know a secret?" Fritter asked

"Secret? what is it?"

"I think Lassi is cute."

"Lassi?" Mokka asked surprise.

"Yeah, something about her you know," Fritter laughed softly.

"If you say so," Mokka said looking up and saw a shooting star, "a shooting star."

Fritter got on his hands and knees, "no fair. oh well make a wish. if you wish had enough and don't say it. It might come true."

"wishes. I don't believe that will work."

"Just do it," Fritter ordered.

Mokka sighed and made a wish.