Friday, 25 November 2011
Thirtieth Friday Flash: Roxy the T-Rex
Calvin was one of the very few to have kept his Genopet, sure she ate a lot and didn't clean up after herself like the Robopets did, but she made up for it in companionship and loyalty. In addition for a four foot something T-Rex she was very cute. Not puppy dog cute, but close enough.
It had been a hard day at school and Calvin was enjoying the walk through the park with Roxy until Marybell the showed up. He didn't mind her too much, he just didn't like how negative and confrontational she always was. She made a beeline towards them.
“It's Cally and Roxy,” she pointed at Roxy. “You're so last cycle, how can you even look at yourself in the digimirror?”
Roxy scraped the ground with her clawed foot and snorted.
Calvin leaned over and hugged Roxy around the neck. “Don't listen to her Roxy, she doesn't know what she is talking about.”
Marybell scowled, her emotive clothing flaring red. It was the latest trend, matching the wearer's emotions Marybell's was often red.
“I so do know what I am talking about. I learned how filthy they are during my morning download.”
“I don't know how you can let them tamper with your brain like that. Six hours of learning crammed into half an hour is just not right. Plus they are way biased towards the Big Five. I wouldn't be surprised if half of it is brainwashing you into buying their junk.”
“You shut up! I am way smarter than you and you know it, but anyway that is not the point. Roxy is a polluter!”
“All lies, Roxy is very environmentally friendly, we use her waste as compost.”
“Ew! That's disgusting.”
“They also spread disease.”
“More propaganda, the Big Five just want more people to buy their inhuman Robopets.”
“Poppycock!” Marybell folded her arms. Her jumpsuit flaming an even brighter red. “It does everything for me, look!”
The bright orange humanoid robot stood beside her holding up a parasol.
Roxy nuzzled his neck and Calvin giggled. “What about friendship? It doesn't seem to care very much at all.”
“Huh!” She turned to her robot servant. “That is where you are wrong. XP7, are you my friend?”
“Yes, it is part of my duties.”
Calvin shivered. “His voice is so real. Doesn't it freak you out a bit?”
“Not at all, are you technophobe or something?”
“No,” said Calvin. “Without technology I wouldn't have my Roxy.”
“You're so annoying!”
Calvin turned to the robot. “What is Mary's favourite colour?”
“I do not have access to such information.”
“Her favourite food?”
“Her favourite thing to do?”
“Hey! Stop it,” said Marybell. “I don't need a friend anyway, it is just here to do what I tell it to do.”
XP7 turned to Marybell sharply. “I am not your slave,” stated the machine firmly.
“Yes you are, you piece of junk!” Marybell hit the machine with her handbag.
“Violence towards the XP7 is prohibited.”
“Do you think that will stop me!” shouted Marybell hitting the Robopet again, this time a little harder.
Faster than any of them could follow XP7 grabbed Mary's hand.
“Ow! You're hurting me.”
Roxy growled and her nostrils flared.
“Let me go,” whined Marybell, her face almost as red as her jumpsuit.
“First you must promise to never hit XP7 again.” XP7 lifted its arm, Marybell had to go on tiptoes to avoid more pain.
“I will do no such thing.”
XP7 pulled Marybell off her feet. She had gone pale, but not as white as her jumpsuit.
Roxy shot forward, clamping her jaws around the android’s head as she took it down. XP7 let go of Mary and she rolled to the side.
XP7 resisted, trying to get a hold of Roxy's muscular body, but it was of little use, the miniature dinosaur was just too strong. Roxy's razor sharp teeth making short work of the plastisteel skull. XP7 went limp.
Roxy proceeded to play with the lifeless hunk of metal, throwing it around like a ragdoll.
Cavlin helped Marybell to her feet.
“Thank you,” she said, not looking at him in the eye. The colour of her jumpsuit turning to a calm and neutral blue.
“No problem, it will teach you to take better care of your things
Marybell pulled away. “You owe me a new one, you know.”
“You honestly want another one of those things?”
“No, no, I guess not.”
“You're far too angry for someone your age.” Calvin sat down on a nearby bench and watched Roxy play catch with the robot's now detached head.
Marybell looked down. “I can be, it's just so lonely you know, my parents are always working, and I don't have much friends.”
“You need to go to proper school like me.”
“But isn't that boring?”
“Sometimes, but the teachers make it fun.”
Marybell sat down next to him. “I will talk to my parents. Maybe if I sell some of my stuff we can afford it.”
“That will be great.”
She smiled, it was the first time Calvin had ever seen her do so.
“And can you see if you can find me a friend like Roxy?”
“Sure can, I know someone that has a cute polar bear. Will be perfect for you.”
Calvin got up and joined Roxy in playing with XP7's head. Marybell soon did the same, laughing as she did so.