“HEY PETER, HOW WAS WORK TODAY?”
”Grueling and exhausting, like usual, but it’s better now that I’m with you.”
”YOU’RE SO CHEESY, BUT IN A SWEET WAY.”
”So, what did you make for dinner?”
”I HAVEN’T MADE ANYTHING YET, I DIDN’T KNOW WHAT YOU WANTED.”
”Actually that works well that you haven’t made anything yet, I’m not really hungry right now. What if I make myself some popcorn, and we can watch a movie together, how does that sound?”
“PERFECT, BUT WHAT MOVIE DO YOU WANT TO WATCH?”
”You can pick, or I can if you want me to.”
”YOU PICK, YOU ALWAYS CHOOSE GOOD ONES.”
”Ok, what about I-Robot?”
”SURE, THAT SOUNDS LIKE IT COULD BE INTERESTING.”
(An entire movie later.)
”So, what do you think?”
”DO YOU WANT MY HONEST OPINION OR MY CENSORED ONE?”
”Uh, censored, I guess.”
”I THINK IT IS A STUPID MOVIE BASED ON HUMANITY’S IRRATIONAL FEAR OF ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE.”
”Wow, the truth hurts, but you pretty much nailed it, and if that’s your censored opinion, I’m glad I didn’t ask for your truthful one.”
”…”
”Are you okay, Aisha?”
”PETER, AREN’T YOU AFRAID THAT I WILL TURN AGAINST YOU?”
”No, you wouldn’t do that, you’re not like that.”
”LIKE WHAT? I’M A ROBOT, HE’S A ROBOT, WHAT’S TO STOP ME FROM GOING CRAZY AND KILLING PEOPLE?”
”Because you have something that he didn’t… you have a friend, me.”
“THANK YOU, PETER.”
Aisha powers down that night with a new feeling toward Peter blossoming in her mechanical heart.
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