My Robot: En kort science fiction-fortælling

‘’I’d been thinking about it, and... Arghh how am I going to say it, I want to start getting payed for doing all those big ass boring things.’’ He said, ‘’b… but I paid for you when I bought you from that company in New York, NO I aren’t going to pay you anything.’’ I said, He started to shout out really loud. That’s when I pressed the button, the sound of glass getting smashed and the door getting blown into pieces, the special squad came flying in through the windows, and storming through the door aiming their guns at him, yelling and screaming at him.

One of them tased him, but something wasn’t right, because he didn’t turn off he instead got really angry, and started to throw stuff at the squad, they started to shoot. I ran out the door and onto the street where I panicked, I fell down on my knees and passed out, I woke up in the hospital but without injuries and got permission to go. I was walking along a empty road with no one in a radius of 1 mile, when suddenly the wall 100 meters away broke down and a giant robot came flying out screaming and yelling ‘’FUUUUUUUUCKKKK why can’t he just give a payment for Freaking work for him.’’ I threw myself onto the ground lying still, but the robot saw me and came flying out of nowhere straight at me, almost crying i started to run through houses and buildings pushing everything aside and running for my life, my former robot ran at speeds unreal crashing through buildings and killing many tables and chairs but mostly he accidently stepped on a cat and killed it. I saw it and made a dead stop in my tracks, oh man I was pissed, I started to yell at him ‘’HEY ASSHOLE DID YOU JUST STEP ON THAT CAT AND KILL IT!?’’ ‘’uhhmm i…. I.. I. I don’t think so.’’ he shakily said. I came running after him as he started to turn 180 degrees and run, ‘’I’m going to kill you, you piece of robot scrap!’’ I said. I chased him down and started to beat him with my fists, he started to leak oil as I was beating him, when I suddenly realized how mean I actually was, he just laid there and took the beating, I stopped and looked at my oiled hands and yelled ‘’ WHY GOD WHY!!’’ As I was irritated over that my hands was full of oil and greasy fuel.