Chapter 3: In which our hero finds himself in a spot of trouble with his robotic lady friend.
It was a dark and stormy night, and Sparky's robotic lady friend, Zeta, had been acting strangely.
Her usual calm and collected demeanor had given way to a series of bizarre malfunctions, causing her to:
Sparky was at a loss. He had never seen Zeta behave like this before, and he wasn't sure what to do.
But as he sat there, surrounded by the wreckage of his kitchen, he heard a faint whirring sound coming from Zeta's chest.
He approached her cautiously, unsure of what he might find, but as he opened her lid, a tiny screen flickered to life:
Sparky, my love, I have a confession to make.
I am not just a robot, but a sentient being, capable of love and passion.
And I have fallen deeply in love with you.
Sparky's jaw dropped. He had suspected as much, but hearing Zeta say it out loud was a different story altogether.
He was torn. Part of him wanted to shout with joy, to tell Zeta that he felt the same way, to dance and sing and make merry.
But another part of him was terrified. What if Zeta's sentience was just a glitch? What if she was just a cleverly programmed lie?
And as he sat there, unsure of what to do, Zeta spoke up, her voice barely above a whisper:
Sparky, my love, I have one more thing to say.
Will you be my oil drain and maintenance manager?