The Seventh Bowl: Chapter Three

"Internal system's error." SID [Sytem Identification Droid] said as he checked the inside of a malfunctioning Compactor Droid. SID looked inside the Compactor Droid using his finger probe.
Near the base of the Compactor Droid's body, just above the back left wheel, was a small hole just the right size for SID to input himself into the Compactor Droid. SID scanned the insides of the Compactor Droid's system's menu. He found that the signal traveling between the core unit and the outer arms was fried.
"Rerouting signal." SID said in his tiny voice. Within seconds the Compactor Droid's arms lifted up and then rested back down on the ground. It reved as a sign of thanks to SID, who disconnected himself from the internal system.
The tiny little robot known as SID walked out of the junk yard, a place he would could from time to time when credits were low. He looked into the sky and watched as the clouds turned black above him, thunder breaking violently. Then the rain started to pour. He looked back down at the earth and marched back into town, Mapasay.
Behind him he heard the sound of tires tearing through the loose dirt that junk yard sat upon. SID turned towards the sound and saw the Compactor Droid approaching him. The Compactor Droid skidded to a stop just in front of SID. SID looked up to the Compactor Droid's visual sensors, he watched as the Compactor Droid handed him a small black ball with a red dot on one side of it. SID looked at the ball with confusion. The Compactor Droid set his left arm in front of SID, and SID set the ball back into the arm. Then the arm flung upwards sending the ball flying through the air, sailing off somewhere unknown. SID looked at the Compactor Droid, not understanding. Then the Compactor Droid motioned with his right arm for SID to wait, and he sped off after the ball.
Quickly he returned with the ball in hand, and handed it back to SID, who understood. This was a tracking beacon built into the Compactor Droid. SID held onto the ball and thanked the Compactor Droid, who drove back into the junk yard. Then SID went home.
Waiting at home for him was his android wife. She spoke to him as he entered.
"Welcome home SID." She said. "I hope work at the junk yard went well." SID handed her the black ball.
"What's this?" She asked.
"Tracking ball." He said, his vocabulary was limited, whereas his wife [an ambassador for Mapasay] was wide enough to accomidate both of them.
"Oh, I see." She said handing it back to him. "Well, SID. I hate to bring back bad news with me, especitally in times like these, when I'm never home. But." She paused, SID gazed at her intently. "1223's army is heading towards Mapasay. We're trying to neggotiate with them, but they disagree with our Free Love Act."
The Free Love Act is Mapasay's way of trying to merge humans and robots. The Act stated that any two life forms that flet inclinded to be with one another could be. Interracial, same sex, interspecies, opposite sex. Man and man, woman and woman, man and woman. Human and human, human and beast, human and robot. And so a robot could love another robot, hence SID [a worker droid] and his wife, Amy [an ambassador droid, designed to look like a human in order to make humans more comfortable] being married.
"They say, that since we except humans into our society, we are just as much of an enemy as them." She was shaken by this retelling, and SID could see that. He walked next to her, she kneeled down so there faces were close. He put his hand on her left ear and inserted himself into her internal system. When he released himself, she was calm. He had inserted a passifcation hack into her, making her tired.
They walked to bed and slept together for the last time. Tomorrow Amy was going to be taken from him.

-Sir Jestro