The two finally reached the control room, just as Otto wiped his
tears, and there stood a monster. Well, to some, it was a monster. Some
thought it a servant to its own will. To some, he was a friend, and a
mentor. Almost, dare say it, a parent. To himself, he was naught, just once
a mighty ambassador reduced to a link in a chain of never-ending idiocy.
His name used to be the Lawrence 3000, but he was reduced to a mere 'Larry'
or 'Rust-butt', or worse. He controlled the computer, his brother, and
through their metallic exterior, they shared a bond that was truer than the
oil coursing through their veins.
The humans gazed upon the robot, his bored eyes scanning through seas of historical inaccuracies, until the search slowed and a picture of an exotic-looking woman with raven-dark hair down to her chin appeared, and the name and date of 'Zeleda Verado: 1996' flashed with it. Tuddrussel's tongue fell out of his head, his eyes popping into little hearts. 'Wow!'
Rolling his eyes, Larry tapped his metallic chin. 'Well, I've never heard of such a name before. I would remember something like that.'
Otto's eyebrows slowly rose. 'I've never heard it either. How weird.' He trotted over to his 'The 20th Century: Ancient Times.' He flitted through the index, and, sure enough, Zeleda Verado was in the proper placement of 1996. 'She was a New Yorker.who committed murder!' He exclaimed, a small warning bell ringing in his head.
Tuddrussel hit his head. 'Great! I was just looking forward to helping out some physco off some people! Good thing I'm bringing my phaser.' He looked at Otto meaningly, with a hint of concern in his eyes.
'Don't worry, Tuddrussel. I'll be fine.' Otto walked up to the transporter with his two 'parents, and with a blinding flash of light, they were off, to dangers they didn't foresee.
The humans gazed upon the robot, his bored eyes scanning through seas of historical inaccuracies, until the search slowed and a picture of an exotic-looking woman with raven-dark hair down to her chin appeared, and the name and date of 'Zeleda Verado: 1996' flashed with it. Tuddrussel's tongue fell out of his head, his eyes popping into little hearts. 'Wow!'
Rolling his eyes, Larry tapped his metallic chin. 'Well, I've never heard of such a name before. I would remember something like that.'
Otto's eyebrows slowly rose. 'I've never heard it either. How weird.' He trotted over to his 'The 20th Century: Ancient Times.' He flitted through the index, and, sure enough, Zeleda Verado was in the proper placement of 1996. 'She was a New Yorker.who committed murder!' He exclaimed, a small warning bell ringing in his head.
Tuddrussel hit his head. 'Great! I was just looking forward to helping out some physco off some people! Good thing I'm bringing my phaser.' He looked at Otto meaningly, with a hint of concern in his eyes.
'Don't worry, Tuddrussel. I'll be fine.' Otto walked up to the transporter with his two 'parents, and with a blinding flash of light, they were off, to dangers they didn't foresee.