(V1) ICARUS
“A Version 1 Icky?” I said. “What archaic treasure will I find next? A phone with buttons?”
I checked its memory card slot. Still a card inside. With the Sludge’s learning ability combined with the memories on the card, in theory, this robot would already be intelligent; we wouldn’t be starting from scratch, thank God. I’d hate to have to explain how the universe works or what happened with the Game of Thrones finale.
“Please work,” I muttered, inserting the Sludge canister.
The robot jolted and twitched. Lights blinked. Circuits sparked.
It screamed in a high-pitched female voice, then ran head-first into the wall.
I looked down at her collapsed body.
“DID YOU KNOW?” she yelled. “Deep sleep helps relieve anxiety! I am completely STRESS FREE!”
She bounced to her feet an
