Sunday, August 5, 2007

BotsR.

"What is it to be alive?"said the small robot.
"I...I'm actually not sure. To feel I suppose."said the young boy.
The small robot stared at the boy for a minute before kicking the large pine tree that the boy was leaning against.
"Yes?" questioned the robot of the boy."
"No no. Like the feeling you get when your mom tells you that she loves you or the feeling of knowing that summer is just an hour away."
It was here that the ground started to shake as the boys parents steered there personal spaceship down near their son. The war between humans and robots had grown to large, to violent, and many people were leaving.
"Where are you going?" asked the small robot.
"I have to fly away with my family. We are going to the ender zone I think." said the boy without hurrying his speech.
"What is it like, to fly?".
"I'm not to sure, I haven't done it before. I had a dream about it last night, only I wasn't in a starship."
"Can I come with you?"
"My parents won't let you, no robots are allowed in the ender zone." The boys tone turned sorrowful.
"Andrew! We have to leave hurry up!" Yelled out the boys mother.
"Nova, I will pray for you. I will miss you."
With that the boy threw his arms around the small robot and squeezed tight.
"Andrew, what is pray?"
By now the boy had already let go of Nova and was almost inside his parents ship.
"Nova, pray is when you make a wish for someone. A wish that only becomes true when you really believe what you are saying, that is prayer Nova. Good-bye Nova!"
Nova watched as Andrew's ship lifted slowly off the ground and then escaped into space. All around in the distance Nova could see explosions inching closer to the location that was just shared with Nova and Andrew. It was night time now and Nova knew he would need to save energy if he was to make the journey to the next forest over, so he shut down the power supply that kept him going and did the closest thing he could to 'sleep'.
Meanwhile in the deepest reaches of space, a small boy was praying for his friend Nova the robot. He was praying the only prayer that he knew would make Nova happy, to feel happy.
Slowly Nova's power supply came back on and lit up his eyes to see what was in front of him.
"Feathers?" Nova said aloud in a mechanical curious voice.

Nova never touched solid ground again.

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