XJ9 quietly stared down at her duck and gave it a gentle squeeze as she thought about everything. It had been a few days since she had woken up and been overwhelmed by it all. She still hadn't left the room yet and had seen all that she could in there. The only thing that did change was the fact that she began to refer to the lady as Wakeman sometimes since her mind had looked up that one was to refer to someone by their last name as a sign of respect. She didn't know if they were friends or not, so she left Noreen off the table.
Anyway, Wakeman wouldn't let her leave, and it didn't seem like she would let her adventure any time soon. She had grown bored with the room and everything in it. Except for the duck, no she still loved the duck. Although she had the feeling that Wakeman did not. Whenever she made the duck squeak repeatedly the lady didn't seem too happy, she couldn't imagine why she wouldn't like the sound.
The duck was the only fun thing that she had and so far was more fun to play with than the lady. Now, Wakeman was nice to her and warm but she only seemed to want to test. Almost every time she talked to her it was to ask her question and write down her answers. The test had grown a little longer each day and with it her annoyance towards them than grown a little longer as well. She went through with them though for the lady's praise and for the treat that came after it.
She could hear footsteps growing closer and louder. The door opened and Wakeman stepped through it before closing it behind her. She smiled at her and handed over her treat when she could to which XJ9 quickly traded her duck for it. After taking a test the woman had always left for a minute and returned with a bottle. The first time she had been given one she wasn't sure exactly what it was or what to do with it but had figured it out with a little help.
She quickly drank it down and enjoyed the strange liquid. She couldn't taste anything, but that wasn't why she liked it. It was smooth and warm as she drank it and went down her throat. It must have good for her for the occasional stiff joints, that still weren't used to moving all the time now, always felt a bit better after she drank it. That made her like it even more and she drank it down happily.
As she drank it she found herself growing sleepy and her pace slowed down. Wakeman finished writing something down before grabbing a blanket from a chair nearby. She finished drinking her oil and felt herself barely staying awake. She felt like should've been able to stay awake longer, but could recall the lady mumbling something about a battery or something not working properly. She guessed that's why she got so tired and often fell asleep after having her treat.
The lady came over to take away her bottle, and gently push her down so that was laying on the table instead of sitting on it. She plugged her in and covered her up with the blanket. She gave her one last pat on the head before dimming the lights and leaving. She watched Wakeman leave and shut the door behind her. The squirmy part of her was immediately upset that she was gone, but was overcome by her tiredness. Later when she'd wake up she'd be grumpy and lonely, and cry until the woman can back because the squirmy upset part of her would be back in full control.
For now, she let out a yawn and let it go. She turned her head over and looked at her duck that was now on the table beside one of the woman's screens. Her tired mind thought about the question she was asked earlier if she knew what her purpose was. She could barely keep her eyes open. She knew she had the protect something, something important but was too tired to think of what it was again. Right now the only thing she could think of was taking a nap.
As her eyes closed she thought about what was important to her. She didn't know much but she knew she liked the duck. There was no doubt about that, but she liked Wakeman more, even if she wasn't as fun as her duck sometimes. Those two were very important to her, so she decided that if she was going to protect anything than they better be on her list. With that in mind, she closed her eyes, hoping that she and the lady could be friends. Afterall, Noreen would be easier to say than Wakeman.
Author's Note- Hey sorry this chapter is a day late, but I have family over and I've been a bit busy. Please leave a review and tell me what you think. Thanks for reading!