The room is dark, barely any light to see the way out. The only thing that lights the small room is two small screens displaying various amounts of information.
Two figures are watching the monitors, one more interested in the information than the other.
“How are they doing?” one figure asks, sipping what could possibly be coffee, not really showing interest in the things displayed.
“Systems are running normally, nothing significant has really happened, they are growing at an amazing rate…can you stop drinking near the monitors? If you spill it we will lose all information on project ‘Daft Punk’.” The other figure says.
“Heh, it’s your project, not mine. Besides I’m bored of being cooped up in here”
“Well your waiting is just about up, tonight is the night, and we’ll be taking the bots back”
You wake up every day with the bots next to you, and you still think it’s all a dream, or some prank. But someone wouldn’t prank you for a good five weeks straight. It actually feels like it has been longer to you. You had been with your bots for not too long but you feel like they’ve been part of your life all this time.
Thomas had already learned how to walk a good ten feet without really leaning on anything. Guy-man was still learning, but he preferred to be carried by you or just staying in one place until moving was really necessary. Taking as many precautions as you could, you wrapped towels around anything sharp that might damage the bots. Thomas was careful but you still weren’t taking any chances after the incident with Guy-man.
At the current moment you’re on your bed, watching the bots sleep. That was one of your favorite pastimes in the rare mornings when you woke up before the bots. Thomas and Guy always slept in strange and funny ways. Thomas always seemed to find a way to lie on top of Guy, though it seemed that Guy didn’t mind as he sometimes used Thomas as a blanket.
Tonight was New Year’s Eve, the night where people celebrated yet another finished year of accomplishments and failures, and starting a new year full of even more wins and fails.
Again, you weren’t going to do anything in particular tonight, it would just be you and the bots. Your friend was thinking of inviting you over to a New Year’s Eve party but you had no one to take care of the bots, and bringing them along was out of the question. So it would just be you and the bots tonight.
For now you try to get a few more winks of sleep, but that plan quickly fades as the bots slowly jitter awake.
They both open their digital eyes and both bots are greeted with your morning hair style.
“Mama!” Thomas always is first to greet you. When Thomas woke he would crawl over to you and hug your face and laugh. Guy would follow behind, but he would crawl near your side and cuddle with you.
“Morning Thomas, morning guy, did you guys sleep ok?”
“Yes mama!” Thomas answered. Thomas had gained enough confidence now that he could respond to you with ‘yes or no’ answers. That made things easier whenever he needed anything. Thomas was always the first one to respond, guy seemed like he knew how to say words, but again, he chose not to talk unless it was really necessary.
You get up from bed and head to the basket where you now put the bot’s clothing. You decide to dress Guy and Thomas in small little glittery suits for the celebration tonight. The suits themselves would glitter like crazy whenever any amount of light would hit them, which made you wonder how you would take pictures with a flash.
Looking through the other pieces of clothing the bots had you take a second glance at the little leather jackets Guy and Thomas first wore when you met them. You had never noticed before but on the back of both the jackets the words ‘Daft Punk’ were present. This made you wonder what the two words mean. To you it sounded like a punk band name or something. Deciding that you would google the two words later you put the little jackets away and take Guy and Thomas to the living room.
The rest of the day you spent getting everything ready for the countdown to the New Year. Guy and Thomas don’t completely grasp the idea of the New Year’s thing yet but they still loved seeing people on TV together dancing, singing, wearing funny hats and glasses, and just simply seeing the many lights and tall buildings in town square. A small pang of guilt hits you as you know that Guy or Thomas may never really leave your house except for maybe Halloween when all the little kids are wearing costumes. You may be able to pass off the bots as little babies in robot costumes.
For the third time now, someone knocks on your door, very harshly this time. You think it could be your friend but then Thomas and Guy started getting upset over something you couldn’t see.
“What’s wrong guys?” You ask in hopes Guy or Thomas would answer.
“Non! Non!” Thomas goes over and hugs Guy and then reaches out to you for a hug.
“I have to go answer the door Thomas, I’ll be right back”
“Non!!” Thomas was getting even more anxious for some reason. The bots probably did have higher senses than you, so you took precautions and got ready for anyone threatening you at the door.
“I’ll be right back, don’t make a sound ok?” You quietly command Thomas and Guy, Thomas almost seems like he’s hyperventilating in fear, but you head to the door which was now almost being pounded by whoever was at your door. They couldn’t be robbers or else they would have already broken in.
You look out from your window to see and interesting sight.
There were two guys standing by your door. The first one was a short male, probably around his mid to late twenties. He had shoulder length hair, but what made it weird was that half of his head was shaven, with only one side having the long hair. He had glasses that looked like the kind some teens wore for fashion, but the one’s this guy was wearing looked real enough. He was wearing a black hoodie and black jeans, pretty much everything he was wearing was black expect for his shoes that had white laces.
The next guy was the exact opposite of the first one. He was a good one or two feet taller than the first guy, and he was wearing a giant read mouse helmet. He had tattoos all over his arms and around his neck. His shirt was plainly just black expect for the one phrase saying ‘No’ accompanied by some faded ripped jeans. At his feet was a tubby black and white cat.
It seemed like all the strange things were knocking at your door.
You hesitantly open the door to the two guys, keeping your mace close at hand.
“Hi”, the shorter male in black responds, “sorry to bother you tonight, I’m Sonny, but you can call me Skrillex. And this funny looking guy is Joel, or Deadmau5”
“Sup” the guy named Deadmau5 replied in a kind of bland way.
“Okay…is there something I can help you with?” You ask, trying not to sound too offensive or mean.
“Yeah you can give us the bots back” Deadmau5 blatantly blurts out in a deep tone contradicting the smile on his helmet.
“What?!” You were about to question what the mouse head meant by the bots but you quickly realized that they were after Thomas and Guy.
“Wait, wait! I apologize for Joel’s behavior, if you would let us explain first we’ll be happy to clear things up!” the one named Skrillex yelled out, knowing you were ready to attack.
“You’re after my bots why isn’t that reason enough to get a face full of mace!” In the back of your head, you knew Guy and Thomas would be taken away from you someday, you knew it was going to be hard to let them go, but you thought you would be giving them away to a robot mom or some aliens, not some long haired nerd with a weirdo.
“Please just give me five minutes to explain!” Skrillex pleaded out.
You still weren’t’ sure if you could trust these guys, but if they were after your bots they would have overpowered you already and taken them away.
“You have five minutes to explain” You say while getting out of your attack pose you took subconsciously.
“Oh god, thank you. Can we come in? It’s kind of cold out” Skrillex asked as he rubbed his arms in an attempt to get warm.
“No” your tone was amazingly complying with you, usually when you tried to sound threating you voice would crack or something.
“…Please? I’m freezing out her-“
“You’re down to three minutes, use them wisely” You threaten.
“Ah! Ok, ok, like I said I’m Skrillex and my companion here is Deadmau5, these are kind of code names we go by. I’m a robotics engineer and a bit of a musician, and so is Joel. We have been working on a project for a couple of years now; we called it project ‘Daft Punk’”
The image of the bot’s jackets runs through your mind as you possibly found the source of the words.
“I’m guessing you know where I’m heading with this”, Skrillex continued “Sadly, we had some…issues with some of our fellow workers. So as a result, Joel and I had to take the project on the road. I was able to finish it, amazingly, but I had some feds on my tail. The project was almost complete, it just needed to develop. I had to leave the project with someone who would take care of it. That’s where you came in. I left Guy-Manuel and Thomas with you without any knowledge of your personality or background. I knew you wouldn’t exactly know what you were inviting into your home, so I left a note in the way a mother leaving her child would. But I left some simplistic instructions on their care. I was able to escape from those who wanted to take away my project from me. Joel and I were able to find a small bunker to hide in, but I was still connected to Thomas and Guy-Manuel, I was able to see their ‘vitals’ and see if they had any injuries. Of course, you’ve experienced the result of what happened when one of the bots gets hurt. With the help of Meowingtons, we were able to get the new parts over to you in no time”
The cat at Joel’s feet meowed at the sound of his name.
“Now that things have cooled down, I can now take my project back and continue working on it” Skrillex finished off.
“So yeah, whatever, just give us the bots back and we’ll leave you alone and shit” Joel commented, still looking bored as all can be.
“You’re not taking my bots away from me” You were sure to put a lot of emphasis on stating that the bots were yours now.
“No, you listen here. I’ve had these bots for about a month, at first I didn’t know what the fuck I was looking at. I thought it was a prank at first, but after I found out Guy and Thomas were real I got used to it. I grew to love them as if they were my own babies, and then you come along and say that they are nothing more than a ‘project’. A project I have no idea what you’re even going to do with. Are you going to blow up the planet with them? Are you creating a new species? You’re leaving a lot of information out from me you know!”
With your rant over you try to control your breathing, if you get too mad your anger would turn into tears.
“Mama?!” Thomas’ distant voice was heard from the living room. He heard you yelling, you rarely yelled so that was something for him to worry about.
“’Mama’? They call you mother?” Skrillex added.
“Yeah, I’ve taken care of them so it makes sense they would call me that” sarcasm was now seeping its way into your tone.
“Strange…” Skrillex looks down in deep thought.
You didn’t want to leave the bots alone for any longer, so put away your mace in your pocket and let the so called ‘musicians’ come into your home.
“You can come in, but if you lay a hand on Guy or Thomas Ill cut it off in a heartbeat”
Joel’s impatient attitude gets the better of him. “Are you shitting me?! Skrill lets just take the bots and-“
“No, Joel let’s just go inside before we freeze to death.” Skrillex, seeming like the one with common sense, accept your invitation and heads inside with you.
You make sure to take your baby bots in your arms before Skrillex or Deadmau5 get a chance to even look at them.
“Amazing” Skrillex adds as he closes your door and sees you holding Guy and Thomas. Both bots were squirming uncomfortably in your arms.
“They seemed to have evolved beyond what I expected” Skrillex was analyzing the bots, but from a safe distance, knowing full well you’ll defend the bots to the end.
Both Thomas and Guy could feel a strangers gaze upon them, Thomas hides under your hair while Guy hides his face and tries to make himself even smaller than he was. If you weren’t in a stressful situation right now you would have thought that was adorable.
“Okay you’ve seen them, now you can answer the questions I have” Your own town is unfriendly as you hated seeing your bots sad or upset. You just wanted the two guys gone.
Joel just sighed and sat lazily on your couch; Meowingtons climbed up on top of his lap and curled up into a ball.
“What do you want to know?” Skrillex asked, he was more than happy to answer any question you had.
“Why did you leave Guy and Thomas with me?” You ask.
“Like I said, I had people following me, threatening to take Thomas and Guy-Manuel away from me and possibly destroy them.”
Your heart skips a beat to the thought of seeing separate parts of Guy and Thomas in a broken heap. You couldn’t think of a world where the two bots didn’t exist.
“Why did you create Thomas and Guy in the first place?”
“Believe it or not, it isn’t for anything bad. I want to create two robots that live, breathe, and eat, figuratively, music. They will create music and be successful in life if I’m not. I too am a musician, but if that career fails ill have something to fall back on. Thomas and Guy-Manuel are also the first hyper intelligent robots ever created. They have emotions and they feel and think for themselves.”
That all explained Thomas and Guy’s love for music, they always loved playing music.
“…How can the bots grow? I’ve noticed that they are getting bigger almost every week” that question was one you’ve wanted to know the answer to for a long time.
“Ah, that question is easy to answer actually. The bots are designed to grow because they have actual human parts inside of them, to give them a more human experience. Thomas has a real brain in his helmet, while Guy-Manuel has a heart. Have you ever put your ear to Guy’s chest? You can hear a light beating through the wires.”
That thought never occurred to you. The bots always acted human because they had human parts inside of them. Subconsciously you put your ear to Guy’s chest, which in turn made Guy giggle even in this tension filled situation. Sure enough, there was a light beating in Guy’s chest; it was probably well covered because it certainly wasn’t something you would pick up easily.
“As for the growing, they have robotic parts that expand as time goes on. I’ve gathered that if robots are ‘raised’ from children to adults they tend to have a much deeper understanding and love of music. Of course just like children their attitudes depend on the environment they are raised in. That’s where you came in, obviously if Thomas and Guy stayed with me they would be living in fear and on low charge all the time, they needs someone to show them love and actually give them a home where they can live happily. Although, their synthetic skin won’t last for long, it is durable but its limited, as they grow their skin will become tight, limiting movement, and ultimately resulting in tears in the material, exposing their wires.”
A hundred thoughts ran through your head. It all sounded fake, but at the same time it made some kind of sense. There was one question you had left to ask to Skrillex.
“Are you going to take Guy and Thomas away from me?”
To that Guy and Thomas started freaking out in your arms. Guy started crying loudly and Thomas grabbed on to you with all his might. Both bots can understand sentences well, plus, all three of you had bonded over the last month, taking the bots away now would be a bad move.
“Judging by how much the bots are freaking out…no im not taking them away”
“WHAT!? Are you serious!?” Joel stands up in utter frustration, scaring his cat half to death.
“We came here all this way just for nothing?!”
“No, we came here to check up on the robots now, and by the looks of it, they seem to be fine” Skrillex adds, ignoring his friends anger.
“Whatever, im out of here” Joel huffs in anger and leaves your house.
“I don’t know how I still deal with him” Skrillex adds.
“So…you’re not taking Thomas and Guy then?”
Skrillex smiles and relaxes in place.
“No. I’m still trying to lay low from the feds, and it seems Thomas and Guy-Manuel have grown very attached to you. And I can’t take away two bots from their mom, I may be a genius but I’m not heartless”
Relief washes over you like a wave of coolness. You could keep the bots, they were going to be with you forever, or for as long as you live.
Skrillex smiles and head to your door, now ready to leave.
“Like I’ve written in the notes, if you need anything for Daft Punk just text that number I gave you, It can’t be tracked. Try not to save it on your phone and delete it after you’ve sent the message, I don’t want anyone tracking you down and taking Thomas and Guy-Manuel away from you”
You nod in understanding. You also realize that the bots are in more harm than you thought. You still had more questions about the bots, but you would save those for later. Skrillex had said that he would check up on you and ‘Daft Punk’ often. That gave you some peace of mind, to know that someone else knows about the bots and could help you whenever you needed assistance.
“Thank you, for everything” you say, all acidity gone from your voice now knowing that Thomas and Guy man were going to stay with you..
“No problem”, Sonny responds, “Oh and by the way, Happy New Year”