Random
Author: Milady Dragon
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Chapter Thirty-Six
"Where is my son?"
The Master was in a towering rage. It cringed at the tone of the Master's voice. It didn't know where the young Master was; it had just gotten back from the errand the Master had sent it on.
"Do not fret. I am not angry at you…although perhaps I should be."
That comment confused it. Why would the Master be angry at it? Hadn't it done everything it had been directed to do?
"Yes, you have…however I should not expect you to think outside the box, as it were."
It didn't understand the reference.
"Of course you don't. And I cannot blame you for something I did not program you for. Although it would have been useful if you'd thought for yourself to search our prisoner."
No, it hadn't thought of that…but then, it was unusual for the Master to want a prisoner brought to him intact, as it were.
"Yes, this is my fault. Be at peace…you are a good and loyal slave."
If it had been programmed with pride, it would have been feeling that emotion at that moment.
"Now, I must find my son…"
It wished it knew how to help the Master.
"That is fine. I know you want nothing more than to serve me. I must find the boy myself."
It bowed in acknowledgement.
"And you took care of my instructions?"
It bowed again.
"And I assume you have had your fun?"
It cocked its head in confusion, not certain what the Master meant by that.
"Of course…I didn't program you to have fun. No matter. You have done as directed. Satisfactory."
It bowed once more, this time lower, knowing that the Master was pleased with it.
"I do need you to do something else for me…"