...ectly Smytus said.Yes!
Three hours! Three agonizing, Cog damned hours! Thats two hours
longer than the average robot labor! And all the while the doctors
were imploring me to opt for an emergency removal delivery. But no,
I said! I was afraid something would go wrong and that the baby would
be damaged or destroyed. If only I had known that the little oily,
swaddled whelp those nurses handed me would one day betray me; I
could have spared myself a great deal of pain and wasted energy!
she fumed, stomping one small foot on the packed dirt floor of the
underground chamber. Smytus, gathering his courage, grasped her by
her upper arms in an attempt to calm her down.I
know, dearest, I know. I was the one sitting next to your hospital
bed holding your hand and coaching you, remember? I think we have now
established that Vega had no grounds for her actions against you.
He said in a slow, steady voice, his orange optics wide with
apprehension. Vexus, who was obviously ignoring him, continued to
list all the reasons Vega owed her loyalty.I
fed her, I bathed her, I made time in my busy agenda to engage in
recreation with her and take her to play dates. I stayed by her
bedside when she caught that horrible virus when she was five, I
comforted her when she had nightmares or uncertainties. When she grew
older, I sat down and listened to her long list of teenaged woes,