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Dorothy watched the moon from her window. Smiling, she pulled back the covers, and climbed out of the dreary bed. Dreary, because it was black. Like everything else in Roger’s house. But tonight she didn’t mind as much. Not that she ever really did. It was just that icky feeling that she was surrounded completely by darkness forever and ever with no possibility of seeing light again. That sounded complicated, like Dorothy herself was. Standing by the window, memories flooded into her. Memories of herself over the past few days. And Roger. Yes, Roger’s existence had meant more to her over the past few days then it ever had before. Why was that? She was an android. Robot. Artificial human. Dorothy could think of hundreds of names to describe her form. She could not feel emotion. At least she never had before. It was like being with Roger had woken up a sleeping part of her which had never been awaken before. Like a ice princess. Another word to describe herself. That was what she was. Someone untouchable by affection and someone who could not be reached. Often alone in their own thoughts, at war within themselves. Dorothy felt exactly like that. Staring at the darkness outside she suddenly felt cold. Power walking back to her bed she slid under the covers and decided to shut down for the night. Little did Dorothy know that Roger was having a hard time sleeping himself.
Roger sat up in bed, leaning back on one of his black pillows. What was the problem? Usually he fell asleep before his head hit the pillow. Maybe if he sat awake for awhile sleep would come. Roger should have been tired today. Dorothy woke him an hour before noon. Of course he was mad. And as always, took it out on the source of his troubles, Dorothy. She had been a pain ever since he had rescued her from Beck. He smiled as he remembered when he had told his side of the story to Norman. Roger had told Norman that he had rescued Dorothy from certain doom. Dorothy had heard from the sitting room because of the sound waves projecting from her ears… or something like that. Roger was convinced that when she had "explained" it, she was trying to confuse him. Any ways , she had heard him relating his story to Norman, and came into the room and had corrected him. "I could have taken care of the situation just fine. All Beck had to fight me with was a few guns… and a bomb I could have outrun. I was just playing helpless for your sake Roger." For your sake Roger. He didn’t know why, but he would always recollect those words, for the rest of his life. They had touched him. In his heart. Roger shook his head. It was just friendship. Maybe. Roger had never had a real friend before, and he knew he couldn’t tell the difference between friendship and love. Love?! Why had he even thought that an option? Love was a two-sided feeling, or so Roger was told. He had never been in love before and he was pretty sure that to be in love, you needed someone who could feel. Dorothy couldn’t feel. Or could she?…. Roger didn’t get to finish his thoughts. He finally fell asleep.
Dorothy woke up earlier than usual. An hour earlier. She smiled as she slipped on her black slippers. That would mean she would get to wake up Roger an hour before noon, again. It made her day. To wake up Roger. Especially now that he was not nearly as grouchy. Although he could still yell louder than a police siren could scream when he wanted to. Getting dressed in a hurry, Dorothy quickly made her way to the piano. Placing her delicate fingers on the ivory piano keys, Dorothy began to play. " DOROTHY WAYNEWRIGHT!!! STOP PLAYING THAT BLASTED PIANO BEFORE I COME OUT THERE AND MAKE YOU!!" An empty threat. Dorothy could easily beat off Roger. Obviously Roger was not a happy camper this morning. Not at all. Today could be heaven, but most likely it would be hell.
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Haha! Sounds like Dorothy is in for another bad day with Roger! Or will it be? *In annoying announcer voice* Tune in next time for Chapter 2!(Which has yet to be named!) Don’t forget to review! I really need it for this story^^!
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