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Chapter 1. Hello Arthur
It was a rainy day and Shyler sat by the windowsill patiently awaiting her father to come home, like she always had done. He had told her the night before that he had a very special gift for her and that he would help her put it together. Oh what could it be? The scent of hot coco in the room made her more excited to know. Her mother walked towards her and handed the cup of the sweet, hot liquid to her. Shyler smiled wide and took a small sip. She liked to savor tastes and to enjoy things for a long time. She began to giggle as her nanny bot sat down next to her, the bot gently brushed her hair into place smoothing the strands together.
“Cathy?” Shyler asked quietly.
“What is it madam?” Cathy responded.
“What do you think father has got for me?” Cathy laughed at this and just responded with an I’m not sure, you’ll have to wait. At that moment there was a loud knocking at the front door. Cathy quickly got to her feet and hurried to answer. She was a good robot, she listened to commands and did as her programming tells her. She stood at the the door talking to a man from the robot factory. After a long moment Cathy closed to the door quietly. She walked back into the kitchen and set a large box down at the dinning table.
“Father?” Shyler asked in a hushed voice. Cathy turned to face Shyler and dipped down her head.
“I’m so sorry Shyler, your father has had a terrible accident at the factory. He's, gone.” Annie's hands fell dead at her side as she took in the words Cathy had spoken. She fell to her knees and began to cry. Shyler just sat where she had been before eyes wide and lost. She couldn't cry, she wanted to but for some reason no tears will fall. She just watch her mother on the floor Cathy at her side. Everything she had known was lost.
Weeks went by, months, years. Shyler was now 7 even after 3 years without her father, she never cried. She had no shoulder to cry on, her mother was a lost cause, Cathy was always busy with working around the house, and to top it off Shyler had no friends. She had quite school soon after her father died. Without him she felt like she couldn't move on in life, so what was the point of school?
She never opened the box that was brought home that day. It just sat in a damp corner in her room. She sat on her double bed holding her scraped knees close to her chest. Resting her chin on top she looked at the box. What has father got for me? She thought quietly to herself. Shaking her head she got up from her bed and crawled over to the corner where the box was, dragging it to the center of the bedroom. The box was long vertically, about 4’3” long. Shyler was about 4’5”. She got up and snatched a pair of scissors from her drawer across the room. Carefully cutting the box open.
Goosebumps covered her whole body as a light chill ran down her spine as she looked inside.
“A robot...” She whispered to herself. She stood up reaching into the box pulling the small robot out. Dragging its legs on the ground she sat it up against a wall. Sitting in front of the machine she looked at every detail. It looked so human, like a human child. The only way to tell it was a robot was that it's eyes where slightly larger than a human and its ears came to a slight point at the end. That was it everything else about was so human. But that didn't scare Shyler it intrigued her, she became curious, she wanted to turn it on.
Looking back inside the bed she found a small piece of paper, it had 3 instructions:
1. Place the heart inside the robots chest, and latch it into place.
2. Call it awake.
3. Say “I love you.”
Shyler knew it was her father’s handwriting. He had made her a friend. Her father had understood Shyler`s feelings towards people, and knew she had a hard time meeting knew friends and talking to people in general. She smiled a little and picked up a smaller box. Opening it up she picked up a small heart. Walking back over to the robot she lifted up its white shirt and pressed its chest causing a cavern to form. A robotic arm came out with three fingers, two on top and one on the bottom.
She took a deep breath placing the heart into the claw like hands, she watched as the heart latched into place and the chest closing on its own. Looking down at the paper and back up at the robot she called out hello. The robots eyes began to flicker open and its small finger began to twitch. It looked up and said hello. Shyler shivered and looked into its light blue eyes. She wasn't sure if she wanted to say those last three words. The thought made her nervous and uneasy.
“What's your name?” Shyler asked awkwardly. The robot tilted its head and had a look of confusion on its face. It was thinking really hard trying to figure out what the question meant. It then perked up and began to speak.
“Name, my name is 2456785.” Shyler looked at him confused and slightly annoyed.
“No that's not a name, that's just some coding programmed into you.” Shyler said rolling her eyes. “If you don't have a name I'll just give you one ok?” She looked around the room searching for something to name the robot. Looking at her bookshelf she noticed an old book her father had given her. It had been passed down for several generations. The book titled “Arthur’s Nose” about an anteater. The book had been written in 1976 and it was now the year 3020. It's surprising that the book was still intact. She looked back at the robot and smiled a little. “Arthur, that's your name now.” The robot sat up and smiled.
“Arthur, that's my name.” Arthur stated confidently. Shyler giggled a bit and held Arthur's hand.
“I’m Shyler, that's my name.” Shyler said sweetly. Arthur looked down at their hands and he curled his fingers into the spaces in hers. She looked down and began to blush. She knew this was the beginning of a lifelong friendship, her first and only friendship.
She and Arthur would go everywhere together. They would walk all around Montreal. They would sleep together and play together. Soon Shyler began to go to school again, she knew robots weren't allowed to go to school so she would walk home with him and teach him everything she had learned that day. Everything had been perfect for her, but we all know that good times never last.
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