I'm a Cyborg's Pet (girl X cyborg)

Chapter 63/Him/Surrounded by Killer Robots

A/N - If your reading this book backwards check chapter Chapter 52/Him/Mummy Vada where we meet Pixel for the first time. Picture/Video Roomba Ballet.

22 seconds into the future: Area formally known as Vermilion Sands New Mexico.

I looked out of the hatch and It was a bit hard to process.

"What do you see?" said Rockwood on a collar.

We were surrounded by robots. It looked like we had the made a supersonic boom of a Roomba's mating call and this had attracted every mobile floor sweeping robot in the southwest.

"err,Well call me mad but it's like we are surrounded by Roombas, millions of them," I said.

"Feral Roombas? You sure? coz wild dogs I can handle" said Rockwood.

"No Roombas, unless someone's done something unspeakable with a steam press to all the wild dogs in the area," I said.

"Roombas Oh $hit. There was me thinking with my piloting skills we could get out of this alive. At this point I'd accept mad, insanity would really be a better option than Roombas. Are you sure You didn't bang your head during the landing?" Rockwood said his voice a challanging mixture of desperation and dispare.

"No I've checked for black spots before my eyes, I'm looking at Roombas," I said.

"Dam I was really rooting for brain damage. OK, don't make any sudden moves. Just slowly get back into the plane. Don't make a sound. And don't, DON'T whatever you do anything to provoke them." Master said.

'Wonderful I have to be the one living in the world where we don't offend cleaning utensils' I thought. I slowly started to crouch to get back in. As I did this dislodged a few grains of sand and the robots began to move menacingly. I stopped and they stopped. This didn't feel safe. Very slowly like the hands of a clock I started sinking, I bent down and got back into the plane. Almost lying down, the door half shut, I was able to look out and see a bit more closely. They were keeping a perfect circle away from the wreckage. Then I saw in the distance more robots coming over a hill slowly joining the crowd that surrounded us. Trust my luck to crash at the Roomba equivalent of the Burning Man Festival.

"What the kcuf are they?" I whispered as I got out of sight.

He looked at me and said nothing.

"Sir" I added, was he really going to do the whole master and servant business now?

"Ferrel Roomba robots. They were rescued from humans homes as war heroes, but they only have about the intelligence of a dog who's swallowed an iPhone then listened to too much NPR radio. That's not enough to be counted as a functioning sentient robot under the New Mechanical Order. Without millions of homes to clean, the grand council decided they were without purpose and labelled them as surplus and to be recycled." He said not looking at my but instead checking the sleeping Kayla. "  There was a rumour going around that, the disposal, couldn't bring themselves to do it. The slaves slaves they used, refused they felt it was breaking the first law. I heard they secretly shipped them somewhere to the wild, given them solar panels and released them into the wild. The central processing unit guessed they were being kept very busy keeping the desert dust free and believed they were happy.  So it gave them a low priority for action." he said taking Kayla's pulse with his fingers.

"Really?" I said

"Well, there was another rumour they had promptly broken out of a high-security jail and formed themselves into an elite group of mercenaries for hire on the L.A Underground. I pointed out that was just the plot behind the A team so the whole thing was lost in mystery. Looks like with out any natural preditors they survived."