It walked and pondered why it was here. Wondering why it's existence was ever put into motion. Maybe to spite itself? Perhaps its creators wanted to put misery into their creation.

Whatever the case, the inhabitants around it accepted it rather than ignore it, and they had every reason to. It was not an original at all. It was merely a copy of a man so many regarded as a hero, a person to look up to and hold to the highest of regards.

The man offered itself several luxuries, an invitation to a Kart racing tournament, a tennis tournament, a golf tournament where it would be given a fresh coat of golden paint for a short while.

Gold...

It was a very pretty substance, much higher than the materials used in itself. It would always find itself entranced when seeing the color or the real thing. It then started to feel something it had never before. It felt longing and confused, as if it were looking for something.

It studied the people around him and still came with no answer. It would spend countless days and nights pondering this question and would still never come closer to the answer. It decided that a possible answer might be within the man he was a replica of. Maybe he had what itself did not.

It went to where the man usually visited, a giant building in a small valley that was decorated with pink decor. Hiding behind a small shrub, it would study what the man did. The two large doors opened and out came a group of four people. A green man with a yellow woman walking with him, and the red man with a pink woman following him. He studied what they did for hours on end, noticing everything they did. It still bewildered itself, what did the red man have that he did not? Itself did not require food, itself did not require sleep, and itself did not need giant expenditures. It continued to watch the group. The pink woman and red man It was then the answer came to it. The pink woman was the answer.

No matter where the red man was, the pink woman was sure to follow. It made itself feel incredibly foolish, as this was the first time an obvious answer came itself without it figuring it out first.

It would make a replica of the pink woman. It approached the red man and asked for three simple things. A photo of the pink woman, a pile of golden coins, and a life mushroom.

Itself gathered the items and began the creation process. It melted the golden coins and put the liquid into the frame itself had created earlier from the photo. It waited for many hours before eventually taking out the cast. Letting it cool down, it took a life mushroom and poured it into the frame. Hours later a feminine figure rose from the cast and tried to walk, only to fall down. Itself immediately took notice and crouched down to help it up. The two immediately locked eyes. The creation highly resembled the pink woman and but resembled its own kind.

He pulled her up and sat her down.

"You and I are the same as we are unique. No matter how many point at us, we will always be together...

Friend."