Heavy Duty
Ava wheeled out of her cabinet. Having her bristles changed felt weird, but there was work to be done. She could always switch them out after the kitchen floor was clean.
Also, waiting for Mistress's new purchases to finish downloading was taking forever.
Vacuum first, play Cutlery Capers later.
Even if Treble said he could only beat two levels.
She clutched a spray bottle in her cord.
The kitchen appliances just stared at her.
"All right," Ava told herself. "You can do this. You were made to do this."
Sourdough turned to the blender sitting to his left.
"Skeptical about things?" the blender asked.
Sourdough paused and looked down at Ava. "So, you're a mop now?"
Ava just stared at him. "Mistress found my manual and now knows what I can do."
Bertha nudged Sourdough. "It was in a shoebox."
Ava glanced at the floor. It sparkled.
She wheeled back to her closet. It felt more comfortable to have her carpet-cleaning bristles in.
Tomorrow's task involved drinking shampoo. She wondered if it tasted as good as it smelled.