What’s the worst that could happen?
I mean, hey, I wasn’t the first guy to fall for a robot. Was I?
She was tall, sleek, and silver, with shiny red eyes and a body that could stop a train. Literally. I saw it happen.
And when she squeezed me, well, let’s just say I saw stars, baby.
So I figured, you know, it’s Easter, time for the family to come together. I’d bring her home. Introduce her to everybody.
She rolled into the living room.
“Mom, I’d like you to meet X1-V27.”
“Greetings, humanoid,” X1-V27 purred.
My mom just stood there.
“I will not have one of those thing in my house,” my mom said.
“Come on, Mom,” I said. “I love her. You will, too.”
“Never. It’s not welcome here.”
“But I’m going to marry her.”
“Over my dead body,” Mom said.
“As you wish,” said X1-V27.
The funeral’s tomorrow. The wedding’s the day after.