Really quick really silly story for FalloutKinkMeme
It's Muggy's day today.
Muggy wakes up and Muggy says:
I turn around, and it's fear
I turn around again, and it's love.
-Parody of a Laurie Anderson's Spoken Word Piece, Sharky
A strong hand plucks an object from a bag, inspects it, and places it on the ground.
"Here you go little fella," the owner of the hand says, but to Muggy it seems like his hand is talking.
Spinning around in a circle Muggy gets a feeling for how this kind of ground works under his wheel, then he leans back on his tension spring and yells up at the man. "Where the hell am I?"
"Well, you're on an old air force base, with some people called the Boomers. I don't' think they've had anyone around to clean their mugs for a long time."
"Hot damn!" The robot exclaims as he zooms off into one of the buildings leaving the courier behind to laugh. Shooting across the floor of an airplane hanger the robot reaches an older man and extends his arms awkwardly. Finally the man stops screwing the gadget he's looking at and looks down.
"Now what are you exactly little guy," the old man says as he lifts the robot up by one of its arms and examines it.
"Hey, urrrrrrr, put me down. I'm muggy, and I'm here to clean your mugs. That courier brought me here, said you had mugs. Give me the mugs."
"Well, my name's Loyal…I've never seen such a tiny robot before."
"I just need to be big enough to wash, urrrrrrr, all those lovely dishes."
"Guess you can't hurt too much, not big enough to push around a bolt. Guess you could go to the hanger across the way and help with the mess hall. Roll along." Loyal carefully places Muggy on the ground, holding his hand out to steady him some.
"Will dooooooo," Muggy exclaims as he buzz's out of the repair hanger. He has to wait outside a little bit for someone to open the door inside for him, but Muggy soon reaches the mess hall. Once inside he looks around, swerving quickly on the floor, and spots a dirty mug. He starts backwards in excitement, then resumes his momentum in the correct direction and shoots straight for the mug.
Victorious, Muggy lifts the tea stained cup over his head and lets out a happy "Whooohooooooo," then zooms to the back of the building hoping to find a sink.
A noise startles the workers in the kitchen, at first they think a mug has become sentient, and then they realize it's being held by a tiny robot. A woman with red hair and pouty lips grabs the mug, the robot holding on for dear life. She pokes the robot a few times near where his arm attaches to his side.
Muggy says "Stop it that tickles. Now set me down near that water so I can wash this beauty!"
The woman places the robot down carefully, and laughs as he starts dipping the cup in the water excitedly. Fast as can be, the little robot buffs, washes and places the mug on the drying rack.
"GOD THAT WAS LIKE HERION, GIVE ME MORE," Muggy orders, and the woman reaches over to a dirty tray and hands him a cup. After repeating his prior actions, Muggy lifts up his pinchers at the female and says "Dirty mugs! Dirty mugs! Give meeeeeeee."
"Where have you been all my life," an older man asks as he pulls a dish from the water and slides the robot another mug.
Hours later, all of the mugs are clean and muggy leans on the stack of clean dishes feeling wonderful. The courier makes his way back to the kitchen, his face in shadow he asks, "Are you pleased with this place, or do you want to try somewhere else?
"As long as they keep bringing me dirty mugs, urrrrr I think I'm going to be alright. I mean it hate it, but I love it. Life's hard."