This choice: Olivia wants to 'borrow' the android for her own 'testing.' • Go Back... “Mary, could we have some some hot tea?”
Olivia watched the readout on her phone as the android processed her request. First the dialogue tree located her response.
“Of course, Miss Olivia.”
Then a choice prompt.
“We have black, green, and Sleepytime. Which would you prefer?”
“Green, please.”
“Right away.”
The action log sped by as Mary located the kettle, filled it with water, then operated the stove to heat it up. While that was happening, she fetched two teabags from a cabinet, and two mugs from another. Without prompting, the android added so much honey to each mug that the tea was just shy of being too sweet.
“Hmm… it’s odd that she didn’t prompt about the honey.” Olivia mused.
“We always put honey in our tea,” Brooke explained, “maybe it has adaptive AI.”
“Yeah, that makes sense. DC probably sent it here so you could help train the AI. Give it some ‘real world’ experience.”
“Mmm.”
The two women sipped their tea and chatted about movies while Mary cleaned up dishes and performed other kitchen chores.
“Hey Brooke I’ve got an idea.”
“Hmm?”
“Do you think I could… borrow her for the night? Take it home and run some tests?”
“I guess that’s fine. Are you allowed to leave the house, Mary?”
“If you wish, Miss Brooke.”
“Okay, you’re going to go home with Olivia.”
Brooke absentmindedly reached for a cheese cube and found the plate empty.
“But after dinner, though.”
Mary made the best spaghetti and meatballs Olivia had ever tasted. Though once again the sauce was very close to being too sweet. When Mikayla joined them for dinner, Brooke explained their plan.
“Aww, but I was gonna have her do my laundry.”
“You’re a grown woman, Mikayla. You can do your own laundry.”
Mikayla shoved a meatball between her lips and pouted.
“I’ll bring it back in the morning, Mikayla. I just want to run some tests.”
***
Olivia borrowed Brooke’s car to get home, hoping nobody would look twice at the android’s face with the blue seams in its dermal layer. When they got to her apartment, Olivia tried making the android do more and more ridiculous tasks to test its limits.
“Stand on one foot.”
Mary did.
“Do jumping jacks.”
The cheaply made walls of Olivia’s apartment trembled at the android’s motion.
“Can you stand on your head?”
To her surprise, Mary bent at the waist and lifted herself upright by her arms. The app listed some warnings about substructure stress, but the android executed the maneuver perfectly.
“Okay, stand back up.”
Olivia was running out of amusing ideas.
“Would you like me to clean for you, Miss Olivia?”
Olivia saw the readout on her phone from the android scanning the room. She wasn’t a slob, but there’s only so much cleaning a single person can motivate themself to do after long hours of work.
“Sure, that’s fine.”
The wiry girl slumped into her recliner while the android set about tidying up her apartment. For awhile she watched the readout on her phone as Mary found her vacuum and cleaning supplies, wiped down the counters, did the breakfast dishes, and worked her way to the bathroom. Eventually Liv got bored and fired up the TV.
After about ninety minutes of rewatching a sitcom on Netflix, Olivia saw the android return to the living area.
“I’ve finished, Miss Olivia. Would you like a snack?”
“Brooke wasn’t kidding, this thing really does seem focussed on food… I think I’m good for now, thanks.”
“How about a massage then? Misses Brooke and Mikayla seem to appreciate them after a long day.”
Olivia was dubious about letting a robot lay hands on her, but after watching her acrobatics earlier she figured the thing must have pretty good pressure sensors and gyros.
“Sure, why not?”
Mary walked around behind the recliner and put both hands on the dark–haired girl’s shoulders. As her mechanical thumbs pressed and pinched the muscles and nerves in her shoulders and upper back, Olivia moaned in satisfaction.
“Oh wow… that’s the stuff.”
After a solid twenty minutes of that, Mary stood and let Olivia slump back into her chair.
“Would you like a snack now?”
“Sure.”
The android stepped through to the kitchen area and dug a box of frozen mochi from the freezer. She put the whole stack on a plate and brought it back for Olivia.
“Oh, I was saving those for… you know what, screw it.” She accepted the plate from the android.
As Olivia bit into the first frozen ball, Mary squatted in front of her and lifted one of her sock–clad feet in her hands.
“Wha?”
“May I massage your feet as well?”
Olivia nodded.
The android slipped off the sock, and her fingers and thumbs went to work on Olivia’s arches. She scrunched her eyes closed as sugary flavors danced over her tongue and the day’s tension seeped out of her soles.
Before she knew it, Olivia had devoured the whole plate. Finding it empty when she reached for another, the thin girl put a hand to her middle and found her stomach packed tight from her earlier dinner and her rare indulgence.
“If you’d like to lie on the couch, I can do your lower back and legs, Miss Olivia?”
“That sounds –hic– great…”
She reached out an arm to see just how adaptive this AI was, and Mary helped her to her feet. She slumped on the couch face first, and within moments the android’s hands were working the tensed muscles in her lower back and thighs.
“No wonder –hmm– Brooke’s getting lazy having you around… this is –mmm– the life…”
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