How will I write this story without politics? It actually took surprisingly little imagination to rework. And Positron, if you're looking for other humor stories, I highly recommend 'Dr. Wily's Robot Rejects' and 'Cookies of Chaos'.
Okay, that was a lot. Sorry about that. Now on with chapter 6!
Rock lay still with his eyes closed as some binary flashed through his mind. New program, commnsnse.exe detected. Run? "Rock," Dr. Light said gently, "I installed that common sense chip in you. You know what to do with the file."
Our hero nodded as the same message appeared again. No. Commnsnse.exe will not execute. Ignore file? Yes. Put file on permanent ignore list? Yes. "Okay, I'm all done Dr. Light!" The doctor heaved a sigh of relief. At least one of his robots would behave rationally now.
"Good, now go wait upstairs in the living room with Blues. I'll be up with the Gemini twins shortly." He then turned his attention to the Wily bots cowering under an examination table.
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"So you mean you just put the common sense program on ignore?" Blues asked his younger brother with mild amusement.
"Yeah. If I let it run, it would only force me to think before acting."
"Does Dr. Light-"
"Good God! Get away from me you crazy old man!" Geminiman, minus his twin, threw open the lab door and dashed behind the sofa. Dr. Light appeared in the doorway seconds later brandishing a needle filled with a syrupy orange liquid. "Geminiman, will you please relax? It's only an updated version of Norton Antivirus. It'll prevent you from getting sick."
"I don't care!" came the shaky reply; "My twin froze up after getting injected with that liquid excuse for a program!" Dr. Light drew a sharp breath, "All he needs is to be rebooted. It's a common procedure." Rock leaned back to look at the cringing robot. "Yeah, be careful. That shot really hurts too."
"That is it! Don't do dare come near me with that!" Geminiman continued to yell.
"Oh fine," the doctor grumbled, stashing the needle in his lab coat, "but don't blame me when you catch the newest Trojan Worm and need your hard drive reformatted. Now the real reason I wanted you all together." The doctor paused while the three robots grumbled amongst themselves for a few seconds. "The Ambords need their house rebuilt today. We can't keep getting letter bombs from them. Roll is complaining about having to defuse them and since four robots work faster than one..."
"Wait," Blues said, his voice deathly calm, "just why do I have to help clean up a mistake I wasn't even around to laugh at?"
"Because I don't trust you with free time, especially if Rock's being punished." Dr. Light answered simply, crossing his arms. Blues quickly saw there was little point in arguing over the matter, but he had no intention of giving Dr. Light the satisfaction of talking him into doing something.
"Fine, I'll help...but only because I like Rock." Geminiman chuckled from behind the sofa, "Apparently, that's because he feeds your ego."
"All of you just get to work. Geminiman, I'm going to reboot your twin. So he'll be up shortly." Dr. Light said before a fight could break out.
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Later that day, Dr. Light, Roll, Mr. and Mrs. Ambord, and their daughter Mary Sue admired the nearly finished house. Dr. Light marveled at how fast the robots actually worked, even more so because it seemed like they were doing a decent job, at least on the outside. Mr. Ambord remained skeptical however, "So let me get this straight doctor, you have battle robots rebuilding my house...and you think it'll be structurally sound?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Ambord. I programmed a basic knowledge of architecture into them. When they're done, your house will look just like everyone else's once again." Dr. Light said, more to convince himself than Mr. Ambord.
"Yeah, it'll be just fine." Roll added, "Here. I'll show you." Much to Mr. Ambord's growing horror, she lifted a hefty stone and hurled it at one of the house's main support beams. The structure shook slightly, but remained stable and intact. "See, it's fine. They're doing a good job."
Dr. Light smiled inwardly. The house hadn't collapsed...yet. Mr. Ambord covered his ears as a shrill cry tore through the air. "A good job?! It sounds like some poor little girl is getting attacked in there!"
"What are you-" Dr. Light paused as he heard the scream once again, "Oh that. Don't worry, that's just Rock. He and Blues are fighting again, it'll stop soon." Mr. Ambord shook his head at his near-completed house, sincerely hoping that the robots did indeed know how to build.
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"Are you sure this goes here?" Geminiman asked his twin while staring at a toilet positioned near the fireplace.
"Why not? Dr. Light said we need to put at least three of them in. He just never said where, and it looks kinda like a chair."
"No. I think Waveman said he saw it filled with water. And who wants water near a fireplace?"
"I never thought of that. Where else have we seen water today?"
"The kitchen!" they shouted simultaneously, happy they prevented a potentially embarrassing blunder.
"We can just move it in there then we can get started on painting the family room. You know, I think the Ambords are going to be really impressed with us."
"No doubt." Geminiman replied while tossing the porcelain goddess into the kitchen. "I'll get some paint. What color?"
"Shouldn't it be obvious?"
"Yeah...lime green."
"What? You mean orange?" The twins stopped to glare at each other. They just disagreed! When had something like that happened?
"Orange? Did that antivirus shot scramble your C drive?"
"No," Geminiman growled to his twin, "I'm thinking that orange is a much more attractive color than lime green."
"And I think that you're not thinking at all!"
Geminiman jabbed his twin in the chest. "Well, I think I'm embarrassed to call you my clone!"
"Clone?!" Geminiman had never felt so much ire toward his twin, clone, himself...whatever, "Oh no my friend, I'm the real Geminiman. You're just a lousy copy."
"I'll copy you, jerk! Gemini Laser!" Geminiman threw himself to the floor as his twin's laser bounced around the near completed family room before shattering a small portion of the ceiling.
"See what you did?" he said smugly. The offending twin rubbed his arm nervously as Blues stuck his head down through the opening.
"What are you two doing?" Blues asked calmly.
"We just got into a small fight," Geminiman said as he climbed to his feet, "we'll fix it."
"Don't worry about it," Blues replied, "I'll just throw a some carpeting over it later." With that, he yelled something incoherent at Rock and disappeared through the hole.
"I'm sorry," Geminiman said shamefully, "we shouldn't be fighting over something so stupid. If we can't agree on a color, we can each paint half of the room our own way."
"Great idea!" the second Geminiman grabbed a lime green can of paint and handed the orange to his twin. "You know, this house is going to look so damn good!"