by Alex Scott
Copyright 2012 Alex Scott
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Alice saw the early Christmas present her dad brought home, and wanted to cry. It was a robot in a black dress, with chalk white skin, and a pair of glowing green eyes. Mom and Dad smiled, and expected her to smile, too. What made them think she wanted this?
The whole time Dad was out, Alice couldn't sit still. It could have been a video game, or a dress, or even a puppy. This was a disaster.
Alice pointed. "What is that?"
"This is Marisa," Mom said. "Dad picked her up from the adoption agency."
"Her old caretaker died," Dad said, "and she didn't have anyone else. We'd been hearing about orphaned robots for a while, and we couldn't sit back and let one get scrapped."
Mom continued, "You always said you wanted a little sister."
Yeah, Alice thought, a sister. Those were people, and tended to be babies first. This thing--Marisa--was already standing on two feet, and not much smaller than Alice.