I was walking home from work one night, when I saw a group of boys around 7 off the side of the path, throwing rocks at something. Thinking it was just boys being boys, I tried to just walk past. Now, what I didn't expect was the high pitched keening wail, after a rock hot something. Thinking it was a baby bird or injured animal, I walked right up to the boys. Told them to, and I quote, 'Piss off home, you little cunts'. I prided myself on being good, I didn't say I couldn't be nasty. Needless to say, they ran away crying when all 5' 11 of me started screaming at them. I would have apologized in any other situation, but I was too pissed. I quickly made my way over to where the wail had come from, but I could believe my eyes.
"Oh my god." I breathed out. It looked like a baby. Eyes, nose, cheeks, chubby little body. The only difference was, it was metal. A tiny metal baby. It was crying, looking at me through leaking, yellow... eyes? They were pretty, whatever they were. Like eyes, but mechanical, glowing and yellow. Its tiny metal body looked like a toddlers body, but the joints were visible and instead of skin or plastic or something, it had metal plating. It was mainly white, with little bits of blue here and there. The hands, feet and a raised strip down the middle were olive green.
Its left leg had a small dent in it and was leaking something bluey-green. It dragged along behind it as it crawled away from me, looking cutely angry. After my little 'OMG! ITS A DAMN BABY ROBOT!' moment, I focused on the 'baby' bit. It may have been a robot, but it was still a baby. Crouching down, I took off my jacket and held my hands out in front of me and started cooing.
"Hey there little guy." I smiled when it looked at me. "Hi, little cutey." I made a 'come here' motion at it. "Its alright, I won't hurt you." I cooed at it. It stopped moving but continued to cry. Taking that as a sign, I moved closer, slowly when it flinched. "Its alright." I continued to coo.
As gently as I could, I picked it up and wrapped it in my jacket. It was a heavy for being so small. I cradled it, gently rocking it as the blue tear things continued to leak. "Its alright, little guy." Truth be told, I didn't know if it was a boy or girl, but little guy was fine for now. Then, I realized where I was and what I was holding. As the little robot began to doze off, I quickly walked hime, looking behind me a lot to see if any black cars were following me. Nothing was.
Quickly, and quietly, I shut and locked my front door before sliding to the ground. Everything just seemed to crash down on me. I was holding a baby robot, possibly an escaped government experiment, and it was drooling and bleeding all over my new jacket. This was by far the strangest thing to happen to me.