The Robot Couldn't Handle My Order Novels & Stories

Themselves were about to be melted by the chemical that was corroding all the heavy metals that were used to build that magnificent house when something crystalline in nature emerged and engulfed them rescueing them from the death that was welcoming them to it's kingdom unwillingly. *** In the laboratory, Mr. Gordon was still staring at Miss. Chelsea waiting for her to perform the action. By use her microphone she ordered directly the robot which guarding the shop to bring it down but it seemed it was reluctant to take any orders from her. "Subject #102, I command you to destroy her immediately," she sounded another command feeling somehow angry and frustrated at the same time. The robot too

"Garbage detected ahead. Clear it up!" "Garbage detected ahead. Clear it up!" It repeated the sentence again and again. Carlo was getting quite annoyed and couldn't help but mutter, "This robot is so noisy!" Tragedy struck in the next moment. The robot suddenly took action with astonishing speed. All three were caught off guard and were directly sent flying into the air. No one expected that the foolish robot would possess such immense power. It was truly remarkable to be able to kick all three people away at once.

After that, they smiled and shook hands with each other. A man that seemingly looks drunk, hiccuped, and knocked a cup from the table and spilled its contents on both the table and the floor. The man ducked down and attempted to pick up the cup, but he was so drunk that he fell down. A robot suddenly zoomed in front and caught the man just before his face could crash with the floor. At the same time, a bunch of drones appeared and cleaned up the mess that the man left. The robot then caught the man, scanned his cuff before it hauled him over its back and drove past us to get to a vehicle. “It’s going to take him home.” Skyr answered me even though I did not voice out the question.

Sighing, I muttered "another day of torture" Mrs. Clinton had not paid me yet and by the time she must have paid, going grocery shopping would land me in loads of shit. Is everything okay? Evans asked me... I'm sure he must have noticed the frown on my face and heard the constant hissing from my lips. I'm fine baby, I answered the little boy.

she called her father to eat. (Dad) * spit the food out* YOU GOOD FOR NOTING CHILD! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS HUH? I SHOULD HAVE FORCED THAT WOMAN TO ABORT YOU WHEN SHE WAS PREGNANT WITH YOU! Her father spat the spaghetti at her face. and walked out. Earlier that night

The owner silently cursed at how Ambrose was acting tough. Then, he pointed at MAVIS. "Do you still want your robot or not?" Ambrose glanced at him. "Yes. Hands off, don't leave your fingerprints on it." The owner began to question if it was normal for rich men like Ambrose to be so infuriating.

To give me an edge on my college entrance exam, my parents spend a fortune on a lifelike "study buddy" robot. The day the robot walks through the door, every hobby I have gets the axe. Dad calls my screen time a waste of my life, and Mom decides I can't even eat as efficiently as the robot. My twin brother, Charlie Hartman, piles on, "What do you even do besides drag this family down?" I snap and yank out the robot's charging cable. Mom loses it, grabs me by the hair, and slaps me across the face. "That robot is your role model. If you had half its discipline, I wouldn't be getting called into school by your teachers every other day! "Get yourself to that military boarding academy and l

As soon as the call was connected, Jayden burst out, "Russell, what the hell kind of inferior product did you design!" Russell pretended not to understand, "Did Mr. Fenton bought something from us that were not up to standard? You can apply for a refund and return for any product sold by the Blossom, as they all come with after-sales service." Jayden gritted his teeth and said, "I'm saying, it's this robot you built! It went crazy and now it's pinning me down on the floor, refusing to let go no matter what!" "Are you talking about Luna?"

I begged. “State your reason, please.” The robot replied. “I am a stranger here. I need to leave. Like, right now.” “Step back. I will scan you.” “Oh… okay…” I mumbled, a bit confused, and stepped back. A soft scan beeped over my body like I was in some sort of a sci-fi movie. After the beep stopped, I waited impatiently. “Request denied. Subject protected under Boss override. Message from the boss: Please feel at home. Everything you need is in here.”

He paused, waiting for the room’s reaction. A petite woman raised her hand shyly. “I have a question about the robot, Sir.” “Go ahead,” Mr. Adrian said. “Will the robots do the chores like humans do? What if they malfunction?” she asked. “That’s a good question, Jenny. Have a seat,” Mr. Adrian replied, and the woman sat back down. “As Jenny asked, the robots will perform the chores perfectly, maybe even better than humans when fully charged. To prevent malfunctions, each robot will come with a manual, so owners will know how to operate them properly…” Mr. Adrian continued speaking, but I could feel my eyelids growing heavy.