A/N- This story will be continued in a more serious story. I'm deciding to stop here.
28- Kiosk
Shiba sat beside a stack of maps. The desktop computer paused. How many messages had she received? The lights dimmed once all the humans left. They turned back on once the coast was clear.
One of the vacuum brigade, a white Shark Vacuum called Bruce, wheeled up to her.
Shiba wriggled free of her outlet and turned to face him.
"Are you lost?" she asked.
"Well, do you know where I can find Vermin?" A golf cart waited a few feet away from her kiosk.
Shiba focused and brought up a map of the park. "What do you need her for?"
Bruce pointed to a radio. "Her radio was on the fritz and they forgot to bring it back."
Shiba scanned the image. "Hmm, Go to where Baron is and then hang a left."
Bruce climbed back into the golf cart and sped off.
"I never thought I'd see a vacuum in a golf cart." The only other appliance in the kiosk, a small lamp, said.
"Well, we see new things every day."