Jenny Everywhere: Valentine's Visitor
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scott_sanfordWill Jenny Everywhere have a quiet Valentine's Day alone? No, of course not.
How many Jenny Everywheres get any quiet days?
Jenny Everywhere has a
Valentine's Visitor
by Scott Sanford; 14 February 2023
With a whirring of metal wings, a small gleaming figure dropped down out of the skies and settled onto the railing of an apartment building balcony, where the door was perhaps unwisely left open.
It surveyed the interior only a moment before hopping down and scurrying into the living room, where a woman dozed on the couch. A lurid paperback of The Tail of Jack the Bodice Ripper lay unheeded beside her.
Intent on its target, the brightly polished robot paid no attention to the patter of tiny feet behind it until something slammed into it. Both went clattering to the floor.
“Agh!”, the woman cried in surprise, rolling upright with surprisingly fast reflexes.
The intruder rolled past her feet, entangled in the toaster’s power cord and flailing wildly, and she took in the fracas before her with less surprise than most people waking up to a robot fighting an appliance. But most people aren’t Jenny Everywhere.
The humanoid robot fought its way loose from the enraged toaster, only for Jenny’s booted foot to punt it across the apartment; it flew through the air and came to ground in the kitchen with a clatter.
The toaster charged back into the kitchen in pursuit.
“Dammit, Awesome!”, she cursed.
She dashed for the door out, escaping out into the hall and slamming the door behind her. Jenny ran down the stairs two and three at a time, and pounded angrily on her neighbor’s door.
Luckily or not, her suspect answered the door.
“What the hell did you build now?”, she demanded of Professor Awesome, the closest mad scientist and most likely suspect.
“What? Nothing!”, he insisted. “Well, a few days ago I built a better grappling hook for one of the robo-spiders…”
“No little gold robot?” she asked. He shook his head. “We’ve got problem, then. Come on!”
She grabbed him by the arm and started running up the stairs.
“Little gold robot,” she repeated. “Humanoid, maybe half a meter tall, armed with a bow. The toaster doesn’t like it.”
“The robot toaster isn’t any good in a fight!”, Awesome warned her, following along in her grip.
They got back to Jenny’s apartment to discover chaotic metallic noises coming from under the coffee table, where the tiny robot was energetically writhing around on the floor with the robot toaster in what Jenny decided to hope was wrestling.
“Wow,” Professor Awesome marveled eagerly, “That’s sweet engineering!”
He grabbed the robot by one ankle and pulled it out, dragging the angry toaster along with it. Rather than letting the two continue he backed up and spun, trying to separate them, swinging the intruder around out of reach.
And then it left his hand and sailed out through the open balcony door.
“Oops,” he said, watching it flail in the open air above the street. Its wings fluttered and its course stabilized, and in a few seconds it flew up and away over the rooftops.
“It flies? Of course it flies.” Professor Awesome watched it go. “Man, I gotta make robots that fly.”
“And if you didn’t make it, who did?”, Jenny wondered redundantly.
“Dunno. But it left a little bow behind,” Awesome observed, examining a toy sized metal bow that the intruder had lost on the floor. He twanged the string a few times. “It’s cute but I don’t think it’s much of a weapon.”
Jenny considered the events of the last few minutes and wondered, “If it wasn’t your robot and it wasn’t an assassination attempt – what the hell was that about?”
(14 February 2023) This year Jenny Everywhere has a Valentine’s Day as romantic as last year. Ah, well. There’s always next year, as long as nobody tries building another Time Pestle.
This encounter makes a little more sense if the reader is already familiar with the Copper-Colored Cupids – although, admittedly, not a whole lot more.
The character of Jenny Everywhere is available for use by anyone, with only one condition. This paragraph must be included in any publication involving Jenny Everywhere, in order that others may use this property as they wish. All rights reversed.
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How many Jenny Everywheres get any quiet days?
Valentine's Visitor
by Scott Sanford; 14 February 2023
With a whirring of metal wings, a small gleaming figure dropped down out of the skies and settled onto the railing of an apartment building balcony, where the door was perhaps unwisely left open.
It surveyed the interior only a moment before hopping down and scurrying into the living room, where a woman dozed on the couch. A lurid paperback of The Tail of Jack the Bodice Ripper lay unheeded beside her.
Intent on its target, the brightly polished robot paid no attention to the patter of tiny feet behind it until something slammed into it. Both went clattering to the floor.
“Agh!”, the woman cried in surprise, rolling upright with surprisingly fast reflexes.
The intruder rolled past her feet, entangled in the toaster’s power cord and flailing wildly, and she took in the fracas before her with less surprise than most people waking up to a robot fighting an appliance. But most people aren’t Jenny Everywhere.
The humanoid robot fought its way loose from the enraged toaster, only for Jenny’s booted foot to punt it across the apartment; it flew through the air and came to ground in the kitchen with a clatter.
The toaster charged back into the kitchen in pursuit.
“Dammit, Awesome!”, she cursed.
She dashed for the door out, escaping out into the hall and slamming the door behind her. Jenny ran down the stairs two and three at a time, and pounded angrily on her neighbor’s door.
Luckily or not, her suspect answered the door.
“What the hell did you build now?”, she demanded of Professor Awesome, the closest mad scientist and most likely suspect.
“What? Nothing!”, he insisted. “Well, a few days ago I built a better grappling hook for one of the robo-spiders…”
“No little gold robot?” she asked. He shook his head. “We’ve got problem, then. Come on!”
She grabbed him by the arm and started running up the stairs.
“Little gold robot,” she repeated. “Humanoid, maybe half a meter tall, armed with a bow. The toaster doesn’t like it.”
“The robot toaster isn’t any good in a fight!”, Awesome warned her, following along in her grip.
They got back to Jenny’s apartment to discover chaotic metallic noises coming from under the coffee table, where the tiny robot was energetically writhing around on the floor with the robot toaster in what Jenny decided to hope was wrestling.
“Wow,” Professor Awesome marveled eagerly, “That’s sweet engineering!”
He grabbed the robot by one ankle and pulled it out, dragging the angry toaster along with it. Rather than letting the two continue he backed up and spun, trying to separate them, swinging the intruder around out of reach.
And then it left his hand and sailed out through the open balcony door.
“Oops,” he said, watching it flail in the open air above the street. Its wings fluttered and its course stabilized, and in a few seconds it flew up and away over the rooftops.
“It flies? Of course it flies.” Professor Awesome watched it go. “Man, I gotta make robots that fly.”
“And if you didn’t make it, who did?”, Jenny wondered redundantly.
“Dunno. But it left a little bow behind,” Awesome observed, examining a toy sized metal bow that the intruder had lost on the floor. He twanged the string a few times. “It’s cute but I don’t think it’s much of a weapon.”
Jenny considered the events of the last few minutes and wondered, “If it wasn’t your robot and it wasn’t an assassination attempt – what the hell was that about?”
(14 February 2023) This year Jenny Everywhere has a Valentine’s Day as romantic as last year. Ah, well. There’s always next year, as long as nobody tries building another Time Pestle.
This encounter makes a little more sense if the reader is already familiar with the Copper-Colored Cupids – although, admittedly, not a whole lot more.
The Copper-Colored Cupids are a creation of Lupan Evezan and Aristide Twain.
