My Life As A Teenage Robot Porn Story: Chains Chapter 9
Sleep mode disabled
Good Morning Self!
The flashing red words told me I was a robot again.
“XJ9! Get ready for school!”
Those words told me Mom was back.
“Morning Mom.” I tell her.
“Your equipment is over there-” She points to my backpack, “And last night I tuned up your jetpacks while you were asleep.”
“Thanks mom.” I am grateful she’s alive, but I don’t want to upset or confuse her by telling her of what happened. I just smile and walk out with my backpack, grateful she’s still here.
***
I feel a sudden urge to talk to Sheldon. Now that I understand everything, there are words he has to hear.
Normally he greets me first thing, in the weirdest way he knows.
Oh no, this means-
“HI JENNY!”
-sneak attack.
“Sheldon I need to tell you something-” Bell rings
He’s gone for his class and so is everyone else. I’m just standing here like a mindless idiot.
***
I finally track him down after first period.
“Sheldon!” I’m still lost for words. They’d be meaningless to him, though. I just stand there in front of his locker and lay my lips on his for a long, yet meaningless, amount of time.
He just stands there, dumbfounded.
“Sheldon, I have to tell you something-“
“Does this mean you’re finally my girlfriend?!”
“No, isn’t it-“
“What?”
“No, that meant absolutely nothing!”
“Huh?”
“I just have to tell you this Sheldon, we’ll never be together, ever!”
“Well then why’d you-“
“Listen, you’ll be so happy someday, and I’ll be miserable! You’ll be able to afford all of the things you’d ever want, and I’ll be an unappreciated saver of human lives.”
“I’d give all that up just to be miserable with you.”
“You’d be miserable with me?”
“Wait, I didn’t mean that the way it sounded.”
“I know what you meant Sheldon, and I’m not changing my mind. I’m not a human, you’re not a robot, I think I’m the only one that crossed that bridge, though.”
“Jenny, this is crazy! Whether you’re human or not isn’t what I’m concerned with. I just love you so much.”
“It’s not worth it, Sheldon. I’m not worth it! Look at me, I’m solid metal, I’m incredibly shallow, I’m so vain, and to top it all off, I don’t care!”
“I don’t care either! Just say you love me!”
“Sheldon, you’ll have such a nice life. I’ll envy you. You can’t marry me though, it wouldn’t be right.”
“Jenny, please, give me something!”
“I kissed you, and you’ll never forget it.”
“Is this good-bye?”
I shake my head. “We never even said hello.”
He waves and then goes off down the long hallway. He screams, “Ill never stop loving you!” and that’s the only time he ever turned back.
***
“Hi Mom!” I said.
“Good afternoon, XJ9”
It doesn’t bother me that she won’t call me Jenny.
“I have to go practice my reflexes downstairs.” I tell her.
“I’ll go find some motor oil for you.”
I quick rush downstairs. I have to aim and shoot before mom gets here. That exact spot on the wall, that’s what Sheldon needs to repair. I stick a paperclip in my laser gun, I must thank Brit and Tiff for the idea. The laser goes biserk, and there’s a huge hole in the wall.
“XJ9! What’s all that racket!”
I shake the paperclip out. “Malfunction!”
“Oh my goodness!” She runs downstairs. “There’s a giant hole in the wall!”
“We better get that fixed.” I say coyly.
“Excellent idea, I’ll call a repairman-“
“I know someone who would do it for free.” I try to catch her attention.
“He couldn’t be any good.” She hesitates. “Who is it?”
“Sheldon, boy at my school. He would be great. He’s one of them shop kids. Waddya say?”
“Well…money’s not like it used to be.”
“Great!” I load my address book. “Here’s his number, his address, his social security number, his locker combo, everything.”
I put my hand to my ear. “Is that the emergency siren?” I pretend.
“Doesn’t sound like anything.” Mom says.
“I think it does, it sounds like, uh, water pollution? Yeah, water pollution. In, um, France? Yeah, France. Well, gotta go. Emergencies, that’s my thing. Bye mom!” I zoom out.
“Water pollution in France? That’s not an emergency. Oh well, better call this Sheldon boy.”
***
“Hey, Everybody! Zee robot girl is finally here! We’ve been sending out that emergency signal forevah!”
“Bonjour Madame Robot! Please, help us with zee water pollution!”
“Oh please!” I say, “I don’t have enough free time to help you with water pollution! I still have three years of school left!”
I sat down on a rock. I hadn’t came here to help anyone. I just couldn’t be there when Sheldon was. If everything went right, our eyes would never catch gaze, and our names would never be used in the same breath of air, ever again.
***
Prologue
***
Everything turned out right.
Sheldon married Tiff. I didn’t go to the wedding, it would have been heart-break for me. I don’t know why, but it would have.
Brad married Sally, after much convincing on my part. They were on and off for five years. I’m probably the only one that knows how unhappy they would be without each other.
I don’t know what happened to Don and Brit. Every time I hear how they ruined their lives, it’s so depressing, I don’t think I want to see what they could do in this setting.
Mom died, but everyone dies. Except me, I’ll be her immortal daughter carrying out the Wakeman name.
Robots still get faster. I suppose they always will. They still got smarter. I guess I’m too old, I starting losing memory chips. I donated them to better equip robots. They still got more convenient. There is practically no use for me now. One thing none of them will ever have though, is independence like I have. They erased that from robot circuits years ago, too much disobedience.
Tuck got his wish. He wished that for the rest of his life I would be there. And I still am. Still sitting by him, no matter how old he gets.
“Jenny?” He’ll ask me.
“Yes Tuck?”
“If you wanna leave, I don’t want to be a burden.”
“Tuck, I’ve wasted your whole life away. You never got married, or had kids, or anything. You just stayed with me. Believe me, I know burdens, and you’re not one.”
He pats me on the back.
“Tuck, is this what you wanted from life?”
He nods. “Every bit of it. How about you?”
“There’s not much to say about my life.” Rocking back and forth in a rocking chair. “My life, as a teenage robot.”
***
Awwww…how romantic!
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