All alone

Chapter 2

What followed was a monthlong trip across the surface of mars, and the only reason I had any track of time was because my sole source of entertainment was counting the seconds. As days progressed I soon gave up my chants of 'are we there yet' and recitals of 'Rockstar' by nickelback, and moved on to more civilised things, such as seeing if I could touch my brain through my nose....

Then it occurred to me, I had no idea how big my ride could be, perhaps it was just this hotel room size, but who's to say it isn't a multi storey behemoth. I decided I would get off my butt and explore the damn thing. I heaved myself up and pushed off the chair (In the time I had been in space, I hadn't quite accustomed to low gravity, but I had learned a few tricks.) sending me floating across the vehicle and towards the door. There was another panel to the left, I didn't look directly at it for fear of the laser, but pressed some buttons and hoped for the best. After the 24th random attempt, a familiar voice said 'Would you like me to open that for you, sir?'

I turned around and saw a very beaten up robot... by beaten up, I dont just mean rusty, the thing was missing an arm and seemed to have its head in its chest. After taking in how insanely damaged it was i managed to squeeze out an 'uh... yeah'

'There you go, sir.' The robot said after opening the door. 

It was then that it clicked. 'YOUR THE VOICE FROM THE OTHER PLACE!' i shouted.

The robot made a sort of whirring sound for about 10 seconds, before replying 'No, Im just a robot, all our voices are the same, sir'

'Oh...'

'Just kidding, We have AI now, every voice is different, sir'

'But you said you wouldn't be able to help me'

'Well I discovered soon after you left that I can load myself onto a portable device such as this robot. It seems I'm learning about this place at the same rate you are... Besides, with one arm missing, I'm barely going to be much help at all, sir'

Not wanting to offend the robot or have to lie, I kept my comments to myself and instead said something clever like 'Do robots have names?'

'Afraid not, sir'

'So what should I call you?'

'I have my model number d3x73r'

'In english?'

'The closest I can get with that to english is in L33T speak... in which case my name is Dexter, sir'

'Cool, but you really need to stop that "sir" thing... its ticking me off!'

'Would you like me to cycle the available voices?'

So for about 3 hours we just sat there, hearing Dexter say strange things in even stranger voices, and for the first time in 9 years, i had fun...

Authors note: sorry it wasnt a long chapter at all... and it kinda sucked. But i thought we should give our robot a name and a new personality, so Ill make sure the next chapter is SUPER long and interesting.