"Eto..." Bop fidgeted nervously, looking anywhere but at the Host. "Eh peh too..." Clearing his throat, he tried again. "R-Room two's... gaodish... microphone is broken..." Bop was terrified of the other Ego, he was scared of most of the others. Even Bing, who could arguably be called his best friend, scared him a little. He was just a dude. He just wanted to make music.
The Host nodded lightly, humming to show he had heard Bop.“I will inform Wilford about it. Thank you, Bop.”, he said, voice soft and gentle. He knew Bop was afraid of him, terrified even. Many of the others were as well. He didn’t want to scare any of them, but he couldn’t change the fact they were.












