Fiction: Group 3
friend than any of you are,” Kevin gritted his teeth. His robot looked at him worriedly and immediately
attempted to help. “We shall leave them, Kevin, and go home now.” The young boy nodded, his eyes
distant and filled with rage. “Okay.”
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Location: Hong Kong area, Pearl River Delta.
Time: 5:39 PM. Saturday. October 1, 2075
“Kevin?” Ben called, looking into his human’s messy room, but no one was there.
They arrived back home at around 2:40 PM. The moment they entered the apartment, Kevin said
he was going to do his homework, and locked himself in his room. Ben had no choice but to accept his
human’s decision to mope around, and went to charge his batteries. By the time Ben was 100% charged and
awake, he decided to check on Kevin again.
Must be at the balcony, then. Doesn’t he like sunsets?
Ben went to the balcony, and saw Kevin staring at the darkening sky, where deep blue was starting
to blend with shades of orange, red and yellow. “Are you alright now?” The robot asked. Kevin didn’t turn
his head around and only muttered something incomprehensible. Ben sighed and walked over to his human,
awkwardly patting him on the back. Then he played a soft, soothing melody from his speakers. Kevin
listened to the song, and couldn’t help but smile. “Okay, okay. I’m alright. Sorry.” The melody stopped,
and Ben said reassuringly, “Don’t be sorry, I’ll be here to listen to your complaints and help. After all, I am a
robot made to help you.”
Again. The truth hurts. Ben felt ‘sad’ once more.
Kevin finally faced Ben. “Thanks,” he said, his voice much brighter. “And don’t be sad about not
being human, you’re not
just
a robot, okay?” Ben’s ‘sadness’ disappeared after those words.
I’d love to be human,
Ben thought,
but I can’t deny that having robot abilities are bad. And I also
can’t deny that I love being a friend.
