Tell me Next Time
I amble on the hot beach in pure contentedness, smiling at my partner as we hold hands. She's perfect; she's beautiful; she's sweet; she's smart; she is the only girl I have ever loved. Pixal stares at the sand, grinning. I proposed to her a week ago, and everything has gone well so far. I turn to face her and place both hands on her delicately thin shoulders. "Did you come here of your own accord or for me?" I ask.
Pixal smiles and says, "Zane, I like going anywhere as long as you enjoy it, but I love the beach, and have never seen it before. I desired to come. Now, would you like it if I got you something to drink?"
"Could you get oil if the stall has any?" I ask and hand her twenty dollars. She takes off and I keep walking. Perhaps I ought to get her something while we're here. I make my way to a store close by, but don't even get half-way across the beach, when a group of girls stand in my way. "Excuse me," I say, but they don't move.
A blond girl asks me, while blinking her eyes rapidly, "Hey, you're Zane, right?"
"Yes I am."
"I heard some of the ninja are single. Could you introduce me to one of them; here's my number." She holds out a piece of paper.
"I would have to obtain their permission first," I say, not quite certain how this will turn out and what she is implying.
"Well, how about yours?" She winks at me.
"Excuse me?"
"I find you the most hot of the ninja."
"Um…. I have a future wife. She's right over there." I point at Pixal, who is a bit far away.
"Are you serious? You're going to marry a robot! Come on, man! Why wouldn't you be with a human, of your own kind?"
I nearly cringe, but asses the situation and speak calmly, "I am a robot as well."
The girl's smile fades and her face turns crimson red. She tucks a few hairs behind her head and says quietly, "Oh, I'm sorry about that." She walks off with the girls and I hear her exclaim to her friend, "Tell me next time! I didn't know he was a robot!"
Pixal walks up to me and asks, "What was that all about?"
I let out a chuckle, "Well…."