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Fawn blinked as she looked around the fairly large office like building. She guessed all offices were about this size at Broken Bay inc. She poked around at the little objects scattered about. Unlike a regular business office this one was for making things. She picked up a gear and peeked through the small hole in its center. Today all the chosen citizens would wake up to find they were the ones chosen for the test and had been given more or less at random an android. Fawn was assigned her masters son... Then again he would be her new master. She sighed and pondered what he must be like. Perhaps he was shy... Or maybe funny... Maybe he was more like his dad... Pondering all these things Fawns mind also wondered how he would react walking into his job and finding the pink haired robot leaning and examining a gear... Why was she so fascinated by this gear? Fawn blinked and ran her finger over its edges the sensors allowing the bots to feel reacting. It felt smooth and thin what could it be used for? Something small? A toy? Huffing Fawn continued to look over the gear her mind reeling at the millions of possibilities it could contain.

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Michael awoke in a large box. His dream mode was always pleasant but he like every other android was programed to leave sleep mode at 6:00 unless the setting was changed. Blinking his golden eyes he looked around his dark surroundings. He would have to wait for his new owner to awake and open his box freeing him from his cardboard prison. Michael sighed and ran his hand over the box. He knew that he could easily break out of here and wander about maybe even sneak into his owners new house and see what it was like... But he was pretty sure that if he did do that something... Something not good would happen. Michael leaned in his box and shifted. He wasn't a deep thinker he could think of questions but without answers it would bother him... Checking his clock he blinked. It was 6:54 now... Was his new owner a morning bird or would he have to wait until the late hours of the afternoon to meet them. He hoped they were... Someone fascinating... Someone who could answer his questions but would be nice... Someone he could make laugh. Michael had worked on his jokes... Of course he was pretty sure they were no good considering the fact he had no idea what was outside the lab he'd first opened his eyes to the world in... And so far he'd only ever seen the inside of this box... What more was beyond this?