posted on Aug, 18 2010 @ 03:38 AM
The Zazzbot cleaned under the seats of the theatre. Since the release of the Zazzafrazzbot2012 she had been relegated to scrapping a penny by cleaning
theatres after midnight. She was on her last round for the evening, her joints were rusting and creaked as she would bend under seats to pick up
popcorn, discarded drinks bottles, and often have her wheels jam after rolling over chewing gum that had been spat out on the floor.
The grottiness of Humans never ceased to amaze her, she stood up, and stretched her back from the middle of row G and she noticed a spotlight had been
left on the stage focused on a picture placed tenderly on a chair.
Her curiosity peaked, she made her way to the the side stairs of the stage, deployed her rocket feet to lift her up and gently set her in front of the
If she breathed, she would have gasped and clutched her heaving bosom.
She tilted her . and gazed at the loving work resting on the chair before her, she nervously straightened her old tattered maids dress, and
tenderly touched the image of herself dressed as she always wished she could be, Ellen Degeneres in a Blue Brothers outfit.
The manufacturers at the Above Network Robotics inc, made all their robots highly suggestive, and she didn't care for the outfit she was made with
one bit. This man/girl who she had seen in a bellman's hat ushering people in the run down Dragons Cave Theatre until midnight had never spoken to
her, yet he/she knew her better than any man, man,girl, man-/child, man-whore, man-shattner, man-man who had used her over the years ever had.
She heard a noise from stage left.....deployed her rocket feet and fled through stage right....