My Android Butler

The 7th Chapter

At the Mistress' Lab...

"Dimitri! Finish charging yourself immediately and leave us," she ordered her android butler. 

"As you wish, Mistress!" He then, went out of his charging tube and went out.

"So, he's like Baymax when it comes to charging, yay, awesome." Quelly rolled her eyes on him.

"How come he's a she?" asked Arthur Blithe. "Well... she's my crush, who got injured because of me."

"Wait, what? you hurt her/him and you made him/her that way?" He shook his head and added,

"How could you?" She just looked at him and felt guilty. "It's just that, I always see her as a he not a girl you know." Arthur Blithe put his hands on her shoulders and said, "Does she know?"

She sighed, "Yeah..."

"I can't believe you! Why did you do that?!" he shouted. "Because that's what she wants."

She kept her distance from him and said, "You know what people like her feel like when they don't know why they were born that way." Arthur Blithe rubbed his eyes, "Do you still like her?"

"Yes, but we're strictly master and slave. . ." He gave her a stunned look. "Just kidding! he's my assistant/bodyguard/lover." He gave her a terrifying look that made her forehead sweat.

"Ahahaha! oh come on, anything can happen but hey, you're here so, you're my shield."

"Shield?" She was going to answer him but...

"Mistress! Dessert? it's your favorite!" It's A.B. her friend who suddenly interrupted them.

"Okay! Let's go Art!" She was about to walk out of the room, but Art stopped her.

"Why can't it be me?" He back-hugged her. Oh my gosh! Really?

Quelly stood there and let him hug her. "Because I don't want you, but I'll always like you."

At the Hall...

"Waah! Bubblegum ice cream!" Quelly rushed to the table and took a bowl, then started scooping the ice cream from the tub. "Mmmm... hey!" Art took her spoonful of ice cream onto his mouth.

"Get your own, dumbhead!" She scooted herself far away from him.

"If I'm a dumbhead, then what are you?" he teased.

"Prettyhead! Hello!" she answered.

"Yeah.. your head is pretty but your annoying attitude, isn't." She again, rolled her eyes on him and started eating her favorite dessert ever. "Be careful, Raine you might get brain freeze."

"Mind your own business! Bleah!" Someone bopped her head and it made her shout, "What the f?!!!"

She turned her head  and saw him. "Care to share that with me?"

Who is this person? Find out in the next chapter! See you soon! ^_^

Dimitri's Journal Entry #1

Dear DJ,

DJ stands for Dimitri's Journal. Hahaha! I'm so smart! Well, anyway, I want to tell you all about me.

I am Dimitri, my Mistress' android butler. I'm 25 years of age but... wait that's a secret for now.  

I am standing at 6 feet. Tall huh?

Well that's me! Muahaha! My favorite hobbies are watching over my Mistress and following her wherever she goes.

You know, if it wasn't for her, I won't be the way I am today. Yeah... she did find me one night when I was outside her former laboratory.

It was raining and I was injured. She likes me, hahaha! But, I'm not the one she wants. I don't know yet who's that person. But I know someday, I'll be able to meet him.

And so, she fixed me and I love the way I look now. I became a man who only existed in the inside. I will forever thank her for what she did for me. I was a woman then, but I have a heart of a man. I hated being a person who is stuck in a body wherein I hate everything about it. Yeah... I was cross-dressing as a guy but that's not enough.

I knew that when the gangsters around our neighborhood, bullied me and even beat me with their baseball bats and metal pipes, I might die.

But, when it started raining, they left me in front of my Mistress' laboratory. There I was soaking wet. She only found me when she threw out her trash.

I was half-awake and felt paralyzed. I heard her say, "Gasp! You poor little guy, wait here."

After a while, she came back and was pushing a wheelbarrow. She carefully lifted me unto the thing.

"Gosh! Fortunately, you weigh light like me, Ahahaha!" Her laugh made me smile inside.

"Now, let's see, hmmm... oh really? Sparkles?!" She called me what? She's blushing while tapping her fingers onto her lips. "Ummm... you're a girl right?" She asked me. I just laid down on her cold metal operating table. She hesitated at first but calmed herself and took a peek under my shirt.

"Gasp! You're a... Oh no! am I lesb... no, I'm not!" She fans herself with her hands.

"Well... since we're both, you know, I'll change you, my gosh!" She left the room and came back with a...

Oh no! Please, don't make me wear that... But unfortunately, I was too weak to react. Sigh...

"Awww... you look more prettier than me in that dress."  She's talking about her sleeveless yellow dress.

Disgusting! After she cleans my whole body and dabbed antiseptic on my wounds, she smiled

at me and asked: "So, who are you really?" I looked at her and made a pen writing on a imaginary paper using my hands. 

"Oooh! A silent type, ok, wait, I'll just go and fetch you writing materials,

hehe!"

As she left me again, I looked at her living room. It was neat but kind of gloomy.

It's as if she lives alone. Poor girl, she might be sad. Tsk! so what? After I am fully-healed, I'll start roaming around the neighborhood and find those gangsters. They should've killed me the first time.

"Here!" She handed me a notepad and a pen. I started scribbling my name, "Demetria."

I showed her what I wrote and she snorted. "Wow! So, should I call you Demi, you know like Demi Lovato?" I gave her a glare and that made her scared, a little. "Tsk, What do you want me to call you?" I turned the page of the notepad and scribbled again. I lifted up the notepad on her face.

"Seriously? How can I read that when it's too close?" She abrasively took the notepad from my hand and read aloud, "Dimitri"

"Dimitri! where are you big... of a... hey! will you stop touching me?!"

"Na-ah! honey! Don't be so sassy around me."

"DIMITRI! HELP!"

Well, D.J. it looks like I'm going to end my entry, because my Mistress is calling. So until next time!

Bye!

Yours truly,

Dimitri

As Dimitri left the room, he saw the Mistress being held by a guy on her wrist. He looked at him and said: "Will you let go of my Mistress?"

"You're only the guard not her boyfriend."

"Oh my gosh! Stop it Dimitri!" Dimitri held the guy by his throat and immediately threw him on the wall. "Ki...!"