A New Start! Lost at Sea!

[Kami-Gaz]

The sentient robot in the meantime moved to a small cabin where she spent her time to grab a set of clothes that should fit the young Bee Bee… if only loosely. Humans needed these clothes to keep warm and regulate a good body temperature, they were also to be something that was explained to her a while ago… decent. The fleshy people weird so weird when it came to their natural bodies, as if a societal norm had been forced to make not being comfortable to show ones own skin normal.

After picking up a pair of shorts, a belt and a hooded pullover jumper, the robot headed back to the bathroom, as she heard the water splashing, she covertly pushed the door open and slid the clothes through and closed it behind her. Then she waited, standing back and crossing her arms as thousands of thought processes and reasonings flew through her robotic brain. What to do with the boy, how to raise him…. What to feed him and how to house him if he did not want to be taken home.

With a turn of her head, she looked at the cookbot and then affirmed something to herself. She could not raise a human child alone, her skills were for dismantling of people… and knowing how they worked to best do that… but that did not feel right to her, it conflicted on something deep down. “Cookbot, make a nutritious meal for a teenage male. Provide him with a Prof Salt and make a coffee black for me. My fuel reserves are feeling unusually strained.”

[Fox]

After drying off, Bee Bee spotted a few dry clothes that had been set out by the door. He grabbed them and put them on, starting with shorts first, ensuring that they were properly tied down with the belt. They were huge and baggy on him and reached down past his knees, but this was okay! He tugged on the sweater, wincing a little as it rubbed against his sunburned skin. Once it was on, Bee Bee swung the much too long sleeves around and giggled.

“I’m dooooone!”

Bee Bee called out as he opened the door to the bathroom, finding Miss Bee standing not too far away. He trotted over to her and handed up the rest of his dirty clothes to her.

“Thank you for the clothes, Miss Bee!”

He beamed up at her until his stomach started to rumble loudly. He blushed, putting one hand to his tummy and shyly looking away.

“S-Sorry…”

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[Kami-Gaz]

Hearing the proud tone of the boy made B33 smile as she turned her entire attention to him, he was such a bright and happy young lad, even though he was out here alone and stranded. She saw how her clothes were so loose on him and that smile turned into a soft involuntary giggle, even with her synthetic voice it was something that brightened the room and made her physically rumble with it. The sensation it provided her made her blink for a moment… this was a first.

“No need to thank me, Bee Bee.” She replied before the belly rumble of doom! With a nod she looked to the Cookbot and then back to little Bee Bee. She had planned for this, and a meal was almost ready for the boy.

“I thought ahead and cookbot is making you a meal designed to make you feel really good! It might not taste the best… but please eat all of it. This will make you feel so much better.” B33 explained as she led the boy to a table.

“Bee Bee, what do you want to do now? Shall I take you home? Or do you want to stay with me?”

[Fox]

“Wow, really?!” Bee Bee chirped practically running to the table and clambering up onto one of the seats. His body was sore all over now, but he managed it without too much struggle. He bounced in his seat, excited to be getting a cooked meal. He couldn’t remember the last time that he ate a home cooked meal! He usually stole some stuff from around the village and caught and cooked his own meals on a fire, but a real meal? Bee Bee drooled. He couldn’t wait!

His energy immediately dampened when Miss Bee asked him what he wanted to do now. His eyes widened in terror as he shook his head and flailed his arms at her, trying to grab at her arm.

“N-No! Don’t take me home!” Bee Bee cried out before shrinking back when he realized that he’d grabbed her in his panic, “I-I mean… I wanna stay… i-if that’s okay? I promise I won’t get in your way! Or be a burden, or… curse… you…”

Tears welled up in Bee Bee’s eyes. He hadn’t wanted to curse anyone. He didn’t mean to. He bit his lip and sniffled as the tears streamed down his face. He had his gaze firmly affixed to the floor, unable to look up at Miss Bee in case there was even the slightest chance of rejection. He didn’t want to see it.

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[Kami-Gaz]

The boy’s reaction to potentially going home was so visceral, full of a pained emotion that was so unlike what the robot had seen up until now. It made B33 stand back a moment and then as the young Bee Bee shrunk away because of his own outburst she moved and rested a hand on his head, intertwining her fingers with the strands that grew from his head… this was meant to calm young humans.

“Then… this changes my plans.” She spoke, looking out of the port hole that was beside the stove the cookbot was using. What were her plans? All she was ordered to do was to find a new and happy life… but that was so broad, what was a happy life? “I can factor you into them though Beetwo.” She said before looking down at him and smiling. This was a nickname, something that was supposed to show her affection to the young man in her care.

“If people ask I can be your mother… I never considered having a child.” She spoke softly, aloud to herself as ideas and thoughts rushed through her robotic mind. Would raising this boy and ensuring his happiness give her happiness like a regular human mother? It would certainly help her develop her emotional skills that were in ways still a little lacking.

“What would you like to call me?”

[Fox]

“Changes plans?” Bee Bee echoed without thinking, glancing tentatively up at Miss Bee as she put a hand on his head. She seemed to consider something for a moment before saying that she could factor him in. Bee Bee wasn’t totally sure what that meant. It sounded good. It was good, right? Her next statement all but confirmed it. His face flushed a bright red. M-Mother? He’d never had one of those before. Well, he had, but she’d died when he was born. A part of Bee Bee was filled with happiness that he might actually have a mother of his own… but another part of him was terrified. After all, he’d caused his other mother to pass away? What if he was cursed to do that to anyone who called him their child?

Bee Bee bit his lip and fidgeted with his hands. Well. He didn’t know that would happen. Maybe that… was only a one time thing? He was a monster cursed to bring misfortune to those around him, everyone had said as much in the village. He raised a hand up to the tiny horns on his head. Mm… but he really wanted to hope that things would change. That he wasn’t… a monster. Even though he killed his mom. When Miss Bee asked him what he wanted to call her, he thought about it for a moment. Maybe… maybe if he didn’t call her his mom, nothing bad would happen to her! Maybe.

“M-Miss Bee… is fine… but…”

He lifted his head to look at her, unable to stop the words from jumping out of his throat.

“Are you sure? I-I…”

Tears welled up at the corners of his eyes.

“My old mom died… it was my fault, a-and, and! I don’t… want anything bad happening to you…”

The words tumbled from his lips messily as he stammered on and on, feeling increasingly anxious. What was he going to do if she said no? He didn’t want to go back to the island. Ever. He could make it on his own, right? Yeah! He’d be fine.

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[Kami-Gaz]

With a tilt to her head the robot examined the boy who would be her child as she listened to his fear. The tears that welled in his eyes and the wobble of his lip as he spoke these truths were evidence enough that they hurt him still. The robot did not say a word as she gently moved forward and wrapped her arms around him to pull him in close, one of her hands ruffling into his hair as she gently swayed.

“It’s okay… cry if you want to. It is okay to let the pain out.” She spoke softly, “I’m not going anywhere without you now and no one is going to take me away from you.” B33 spoke, following her programming but a deep urge to supply comfort to the small child.

“Call me your mother, mum or what feels best. I’m a robot, so I won’t die, and it will never be your fault.” She spoke as she stopped swaying to pull away from the boy to look into his eyes, her robotic ones shifting in colour to a soft green. “It is never the child’s fault in their birth. It is the fault of the care givers, the doctors and midwives.” B33 carried on, wanting to assure little Beetwo that he isn’t to blame. It was going to be one of many small steps to making him grow into a strong young man. One that his biological mother would have been proud of if she was not failed on his day of birth.

[Fox]

Bee Bee let out a small squeak when Miss Bee pulled him close. He hadn’t realized it, but his breathing had gotten ragged and unsteady. Miss Bee’s words were the last straw for Bee Bee. The dam burst, and all of the tears that he’d been holding in streamed out at once in a torrent. Her further reassurances only made it worse. Bee Bee’s wails filled the deserted ship as he buried his face into her clothes, sniffling and sobbing uncontrollably.

There were emotions and sounds even Bee Bee didn’t know that he could make. After a long moment, his sobs died down to sniffles, feeling exhausted from the sheer amount of emotion that he’d felt. He looked up at Miss Bee as she gently pulled away, saying the words that he needed to hear most in the world.

“It’s not…? My…” Bee Bee choked up as the emotions welled up in him again, “They always said it was…”

Without waiting for a response, Bee Bee instantly went in for another hug. If it wasn’t his fault, then why? Why had everyone treated him so badly? He didn’t understand it at all. Did they just not know? Why… Why him? Bee Bee hiccuped in confusion and hurt. Nothing made sense anymore.

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[Kami-Gaz]

B33 felt the weight of the boy smoosh into her as he claimed another hug as he let all of his emotions out. Good, he was making steps to becoming a bright and wonderful young man with this. A sensation of belonging flushed through the sentient robot’s system as subroutines and ancient programming flared to life, it felt good. The passive face she had melted into a awkward but soft smile as she rubbed his back and allowed her Beetwo to cry it out.

“People can be very rash when they are in emotional distress, blaming people and others for mistakes or factors that are out of their control. Do not hold onto that blame, you did not ask to be born, but you are asking me to live.” She said as she cradled the boy in her arms, the robotic tone under the very human words.

The robot continued to hold her new son for as long as he wanted to hug her, softly swaying and humming what she deemed to be a calming tune from another ancient memory. A soft melody that evoked a sensation of floating in the air amongst the stars and the moons. Cookbot delivered a healthy and balanced snack for Beebee and a cup of Coffee for b33 to refuel her reactor.

“Food is here for you.”

[Fox]

“That’s dumb!” Bee Bee barked back with a pout, “Why would they do that? That’s so mean!”

He sniffled, his indignation seeming to have quelled his sobs for the time being. Grown ups didn’t make any sense. He thought that they were supposed to know what to do in any situation. Why blame someone who didn’t do anything? He continued pouting, wiping away tears from his puffy eyes. When food was placed before him, Bee Bee eyed it dubiously. There was a lot of green on that plate.

His stomach growled loudly though, leaving little room for argument in this particular instance. Bee Bee pulled away from Miss Bee and began stuffing his face. He made a little grimace when the vegetables touched his tongue, but continued stuffing his face nonetheless. His tummy demanded sustenance. And, on second thought, it didn’t taste half bad either. Kind of yummy, even.

Before he knew it, his plate was empty and his tummy full. Well, mostly anyway. Bee Bee let out a small sigh. He was suddenly feeling really sleepy, but he didn’t want to go to sleep just yet. He snuck a peek at Miss Bee curiously.

“So… Miss Bee? You’re… a robot?”

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[Kami-Gaz]

With his protests in the air, B33 maintained contact and let the young BeeTwo do what he wanted, at his age confusion was going to be the best response to what he was just told but in time these words will make sense. Even the robot herself had managed to get her scrambled mess of programming around them. Once the food was down and the young man released her from his grip to go and eat, she moved to sit in the seat across from the boy and started to sip on her coffee. It was piping hot, almost at the stage of boiling. This was when it had the best taste and allowed her internal reactor to really make the most of the beverage.

“Yes, I am.” She replied after finishing a long sip. “I am a coffee powered war droid, programmed to hunt and kill anyone and everyone…” She said truthfully before stopping to take another sip. “However, When I was first activated over four hundred years ago that almost got me terminated. I sat in a low power state in a old school basement for a long… long time.” B33 explained with a softer voice now, the loneliness ebbing from each of the words.

“It let me think, for a long time.” She added, placing her half drank cup down on the table. “I have conflicting programming directives, it seems the man who built me reused the core of an old medical bot and didn’t erase who I was from there before adding the war programming.” Her eyes flashed from blue to red and back. “It’s conflicting but… it’s in that conflicting code that I gained free will.” This was all terrible technical and very in depth for the young man in her presence but he did ask the question.

“And with my free will I want to raise you my little BeeTwo.” Her soft gaze settled on him, eyes a gentle blue and smile warmer.

[Fox]

“That’s so cooooool!!!” Bee Bee exclaimed, his eyes sparkling. He wiggled around, trying to look all over Miss Bee to see if he could spot any guns or ports where a huge cannon would pop out. In truth, Miss Bee looked really human, earning her a contemplative look from the child. He tapped his eyes.

“Do you have laser eyes?” He wiggled his fingers, “Or finger guns?! Or! Or!”

Bee Bee was practically bouncing out of his seat with excitement at this new revelation. She was a war bot! That was super cool! He tilted his head to look at her arms. Maybe there were pistols in there? Welcome to the gun show! Hehe. But she also had medical bot programming? Did that mean she was like a doctor or something? Bee Bee’s eyes narrowed warily. Doctors liked to poke around with needles and leeches, so Bee Bee wasn’t the fondest of them. And stinky herbal mashes. And gross tasting medicine.

“If I! If I like told you to blast away, uh….” Bee Bee looked around for a cool target, but didn’t spot any readily available. He would just have to use his imagination. “A big rock! Could ya do it? Are you super strong? Super tough? You look just like a human to me, so it’s kinda hard to guess…. Oh! Maybe your chest opens up and shoots out flames?!”

Eyes sparkling, Bee Bee leaned in, waiting eagerly for Miss Bee’s reply. Maybe if they went back to his old island, he could ride on her shoulders as she wrecked the place with cannons and heat beams. Hehe. He could just imagine all of their faces. And then! They’d all apologize to him! Or something. Truthfully, that wasn’t a fantasy that held his interest for very long. He’d rather just erase them from his mind.

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[Kami-Gaz]

The robot saw the sparkle in the young human’s eyes and it sparked a sensation of joy inside of her that was warmer and more encompassing than the one that she had gotten from killing. Seeing Beetwo acting so full of life and happy spurred her to smile a genuine smile. She raised both of her arms, resting her elbows on the table each side of her coffee. Her left palm was facing the ceiling while her right hand was balled into a fist.

She let the young lad chatter on with his dreams and nodded to the suggestion that she could destroy a big rock… though not in the way he was expecting. “I prefer softer targets, but I could just punch a rock and make it break.” B33 replied, her face having turned smug as she eyed the youth. The tips of her fingers parted and long blades slid out on her left hand. The knuckles of her right opened up and long needles slowly emerged, looking menacing in the low light they had in the galley.

“There’s a lot of my functions that haven’t come back… Rockets in my palms and feet to allow flight and fast fighting.” She explained before one of her needles shot out and embedded deep into the wood of the door. “I am in need of a engineer or mechanic to work with me to get all of these old features working again… I think sleeping for four hundred years has made me a bit... rusty.” She paused the smug look on fer face vanishing for a moment as she comprehended what she had just done… word play, that was new.

“Maybe you could learn how to do that, put it to use making me super cool.” She said, wanting him to pursue what made him happy, if her being fully operational was what drove him? Then who was B33 to stop the youth.

[Fox]

“Waaaah?! You can just punch it?! That’s even coooooler!” Bee Bee’s eyes lit up as Miss Bee showed off her bladed hands, his mouth agape. This was truly the coolest thing ever. Bee Bee shook his head and pinched his cheek hard. Surely, this was a dream!

“Ow!”

Wait. That meant… he wasn’t dreaming?! Bee Bee held his head, absolutely amazed by how awesome it was that he’d just happened to come across an amazing killer robot who also wanted to be his new mom. Maybe all those stars he wished on finally had heard him and made his dreams come true? Maybe all he’d needed to do was try and make the first step? Whatever the reason, Bee Bee was quite sure that he’d never been happier in his entire life.

“I can do it!” Bee Bee shot his hand up at a volunteer, “Well, maybe not right now! But I will! We’ll give you laser eyes! And rocket shoes! And-and!”

As Bee Bee yammered on and on about all the different functions that he was going to give Miss B33, the ship continued its new course for a new home for its two occupants. Together, they’d made a young boy’s wishes come true.

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