How I Raised Her

Perseverance

The next morning, Thane slowly opened his eyes to stare at the ceiling. He looked to his right to see his beautiful white-colored robot sleeping peacefully against him. Surprisingly, Thane noticed the metal to be welcoming and not cold. Instead of getting up from his bed, he turned his body over and wrapped his arms around Jamie. By those movements, she woke up.

She stretched, yawned with her high pitched, robotic voice, and rolled to face Thane.

"Good morning, love." She said with a smile and half closed eyes. Thane's smile grew wide for multiple reasons. Her familiar face reminded him of old memories.

He kissed her, withdrew, smiled, and spoke, "Good morning, gorgeous." He sighed happily, looking at Jamie in her eyes. She returned his gaze, smiling too. Then she leaned forward, kissed his forehead, and climbed out of bed.

"Kimmy told me last night to wake her up early. Would you mind doing that for me, honey?" Jamie asked, stretching her limbs. Thane picked his feet up and hung them over the side of the bed, sitting. He sighed, then replied. "Not at all. Give me a second, and I'll get her."

Thane stood up and put on his robe. He tied the knot on the robe and walked out the door, took a left down the hallway, and opened the neighboring door that belonged to Kimmy.

Inside the room were walls painted bright baby blue and white- the same colors on her body. She had a nightstand made of wood painted blue with white designs, a vanity with the same color and an oval mirror. A nice, small bed for her small size and a closet with different mechanical suits she could be put in by Thane. "Wake up, Kimmy, your mom is working on breakfast."

She didn't even flinch. She was fast asleep. So, Thane smiled and did what his parents did when he didn't get out of bed; he sang a lyrical song.

"Good morning, good morning! The sun is shinin' and the birds are cryin', good morning, good morning, for you!" Kim grunted angrily. "Shut up!"

Thane burst into laughter, because this was the exact same reaction he'd give to his parents. "Come on, Kim, seriously. You asked your mother to wake you up, so here I am instead while she makes breakfast. Come on, get up," Thane knelt down by the bed and shook Kim a little bit. She sighed dramatically and sat up. "I hate my life."

"Well, soon you'll be loving it again." And with that, Thane left the room, accomplished and left a little silly.

Thane trekked down the stairs, and out the back door. He sat on the porch, looking out at the snow and the trees that were covered in the white powder. Then he took in a chilling, deep breath and released it in a white cloud. For as long as Thane could remember, he always loved the cold winter weather.

The door opened behind him, and Jaimie sat next to Thane on the porch. "I came out here to ask what type of sandwich you wanted," she explained. Thane put his hand next to her, palm-down, and leaned back. "Hmmm," he pretended to contemplate, "what're my choices, Mrs. Waitress?" He giggled softly, and with each breath he took, a new cloud of white air flew into the atmosphere from his mouth. Jamie smiled and rested her hand on his, leaned in to rest her head on his shoulder, and chuckled out a reply. "Well, we have grilled cheese and we have sausage patties. Sorry for the limited choices, sir," she laughed a little, collected herself, and continued, "But that's all we got. Which one would you like, Mr. Rieder?"

Thane kissed her forehead and rested his on hers. He smiled and softly said, "Sausage... Thanks, Jamie." Thane rested his hand on her cheek, eyes closed. Slowly, he leaned forward to kiss her lips. She leaned in too, and they held a kiss for a dozen or so seconds. They finally withdrew and Jamie was the first to stand. "I'll get started on your meal, Mr. Rieder!" She said in a fake, fancy voice. She giggled softly before entering the house to cook his breakfast.