Chapter 3
Ro's POV
"Zee!" I yelled and threw open the motel door. There was some wet pavement that slipped on. I hit the railing that separates the parking lot from the sidewalk. "Damn it!" I cursed and ran down the sidewalk. I kept calling for him but the only thing I received was odd looks from the people around me.
I retreated back to the motel. Once I was there I noticed a note sitting on the table. It read:
Dear Ro, I know you must be pretty upset with me right now, but don't worry, I'll be back. I shouldn't be gone for too long. Just please stay in the room until I get back. I left you food in the mini-fridge.
Love -Zeta-
Love? That was sure, different, of him. Ok it wasn't like he left forever, just a little while. That shouldn't be too bad right? But where did he go? And why? These and other questions raced through my mind.
With the note in my hand I flopped down on the bed and watched some cable TV. Oh, Iron Chef was on. It's weird that they made even cooking into a sport.
**********************A few hours later************************
While flipping through channels there was a knock at the door. Zee! My heard did a little leap in my chest and I hurried across the room and opened the door. Oops, not Zee. I was looking straight at Agent Bennet and his little gang of NSA agents.
Agent Bennet grabbed me by the arm. "Where's the robot Miss Rowen?"
Agent Bennet's POV
Going on an anonymous tip I found out where the synthoid and the girl were staying. Something kept nagging at me though. I know now that the robot was innocent. But I still kept on chasing them. Why? Because no one would believe that a robot could have a conscience, plus we had been chasing him for so long. I wasn't just going to give him up. This was my chance to prove to the nation that NSA agents weren't just monkeys in fancy suits, well, with the exception of Agent West.
"Where's the robot?" I asked again. "I don't know!" she yelled at me. I then hand cuffed her. "Alright agents, take her to NSA headquarters." I saw a piece of paper in her hand while walking her to the cop car. I quickly snatched it from her. "Hey! That's mine-" I slammed the car door before she could finish.
I read the note, and then scribbled another note on the back. I set it on the small table in the motel then shut the door.
Ro's POV
Great! Just peachy! I was in the back of a cop car. I had my feet up against the metal fencing separating the back seat from the front. I was kicking it and singing loudly and out of tune. "I'm going to the big house, the accomplice has been caught!" (A/N: you know that song "I'm going to the country" it's really annoying and they play it on that one commercial where the lady takes her laundry to the country to get that "fresh country scent". I think it's like a Bounty commercial. Anyway that's the tune I was thinking. Sorry for interrupting. Proceed)
"Lady" the cop yelled through my horrid singing "could you please shut the hell up?"
"Could you please let me go?"
"No."
"Then I guess we can't always get what we want can we?" I shot back at him and started singing again.
(A/N: Yeah, humm, I'm not quite sure where this is going, I'm making it up as I go along. I was driving along writing the story and then ran into a really big writers block. And I only have liability insurance, sucks to be me. I also think its muse hunting season, there's none around. This chapter was short and I'm pretty sure I got the next one figured out, it should be MUCH longer.
Oh and something else. I saw I got 2 reviews!!!! AND they are from Beegirl and Imajine. They are both totally my idols ^_^ and they run the 2 BEST Zeta project sites on the web! I about peed my pants when I read my reviews. Thanks!
Beegirl's Site: www.geocities.com/insectikette/zetaproject.html
Imajine: http://zetaro.cjb.net/
Ok one more thing, my AOL screen name is: evebepeaches and my email is TZPfreak@hotmail.com and I would love it if you IMed me or email me!
Ro's POV
"Zee!" I yelled and threw open the motel door. There was some wet pavement that slipped on. I hit the railing that separates the parking lot from the sidewalk. "Damn it!" I cursed and ran down the sidewalk. I kept calling for him but the only thing I received was odd looks from the people around me.
I retreated back to the motel. Once I was there I noticed a note sitting on the table. It read:
Dear Ro, I know you must be pretty upset with me right now, but don't worry, I'll be back. I shouldn't be gone for too long. Just please stay in the room until I get back. I left you food in the mini-fridge.
Love -Zeta-
Love? That was sure, different, of him. Ok it wasn't like he left forever, just a little while. That shouldn't be too bad right? But where did he go? And why? These and other questions raced through my mind.
With the note in my hand I flopped down on the bed and watched some cable TV. Oh, Iron Chef was on. It's weird that they made even cooking into a sport.
**********************A few hours later************************
While flipping through channels there was a knock at the door. Zee! My heard did a little leap in my chest and I hurried across the room and opened the door. Oops, not Zee. I was looking straight at Agent Bennet and his little gang of NSA agents.
Agent Bennet grabbed me by the arm. "Where's the robot Miss Rowen?"
Agent Bennet's POV
Going on an anonymous tip I found out where the synthoid and the girl were staying. Something kept nagging at me though. I know now that the robot was innocent. But I still kept on chasing them. Why? Because no one would believe that a robot could have a conscience, plus we had been chasing him for so long. I wasn't just going to give him up. This was my chance to prove to the nation that NSA agents weren't just monkeys in fancy suits, well, with the exception of Agent West.
"Where's the robot?" I asked again. "I don't know!" she yelled at me. I then hand cuffed her. "Alright agents, take her to NSA headquarters." I saw a piece of paper in her hand while walking her to the cop car. I quickly snatched it from her. "Hey! That's mine-" I slammed the car door before she could finish.
I read the note, and then scribbled another note on the back. I set it on the small table in the motel then shut the door.
Ro's POV
Great! Just peachy! I was in the back of a cop car. I had my feet up against the metal fencing separating the back seat from the front. I was kicking it and singing loudly and out of tune. "I'm going to the big house, the accomplice has been caught!" (A/N: you know that song "I'm going to the country" it's really annoying and they play it on that one commercial where the lady takes her laundry to the country to get that "fresh country scent". I think it's like a Bounty commercial. Anyway that's the tune I was thinking. Sorry for interrupting. Proceed)
"Lady" the cop yelled through my horrid singing "could you please shut the hell up?"
"Could you please let me go?"
"No."
"Then I guess we can't always get what we want can we?" I shot back at him and started singing again.
(A/N: Yeah, humm, I'm not quite sure where this is going, I'm making it up as I go along. I was driving along writing the story and then ran into a really big writers block. And I only have liability insurance, sucks to be me. I also think its muse hunting season, there's none around. This chapter was short and I'm pretty sure I got the next one figured out, it should be MUCH longer.
Oh and something else. I saw I got 2 reviews!!!! AND they are from Beegirl and Imajine. They are both totally my idols ^_^ and they run the 2 BEST Zeta project sites on the web! I about peed my pants when I read my reviews. Thanks!
Beegirl's Site: www.geocities.com/insectikette/zetaproject.html
Imajine: http://zetaro.cjb.net/
Ok one more thing, my AOL screen name is: evebepeaches and my email is TZPfreak@hotmail.com and I would love it if you IMed me or email me!