Natasha’s alarm went off at Natasha from her beautiful slumber.
“Wake up! Sleepyhead” cried out the voice of the alarm clock.
“What the hell?”Natasha said out loud and cursed under her breath.”You stupid clock!Natasha screamed at it.
“Mistress Natasha,”I can hear you do not need to cry in front of me.”
“You dare back talk to me you’re just a relic.”
She throws the sentient alarm clock across the bedroom forgetting it is not the average watch but a living being. Feeling ashamed of her angry outburst,Natasha gently picks up but Clock 2200 ,but he stings her.
“Bad mistress!”That is what you got for throwing me across the room.””Luckily,my alarm clock body is free from damage,or you will have to find other electronic items to store my essence.
Natasha felt herself amused by having an alien residing in her home,but sometimes found Clock 2200 a nuisance at times. She remembers meeting the strange entity years ago when she bought her cottage in the countryside on November 8,2300A.D.She was first drawn to the vintage style alarm, because, it has not been made commercially since 2200A.D.The clock seems alive to her.
Lately, Natasha thought about adding a Robotic Housekeeper for home due to her getting a new job .She did not have to be at work until 9:00am, so that is why she lashed out angrily at Clock2200.
The sentient alien being known as Clock 2200 calmed itself down and apologized singing loudly to his mistress.
“You have to prepare your submission of your article to the Robotic Companion Magazine by today at noon.”You are running out of time”
“I do not want you to miss your opportunity to win the ultimate prize.A Robotic Housekeeper of your own.”
“Clock 2200,”I have a better chance of winning a trip to Mars than getting the Grand Prize “Why do I want a Robotic Housekeeper contest?”
“Mistress,”Do not sell yourself short on your writing ability.””It saddens me when you degrade your talent.”
L
