World Of Tomorrow [COMPLETED]

The Rock and Fuel Pump

"My first job was supervising robots on the moon." Said future Emily, as they appeared in another memory of hers. The image of her appeared as future Emily looking 25 years of age. "Are you familiar with robots?"

"Yesh, I always like robot." Responded little Emily. "I have a r-r-re-red robot and a pink robot."

"I enjoyed working with them." Continued future Emily. "I enjoyed the solitude. The robots are solar powered, they must always be kept on the light side of the moon's surface. To motivate them to constantly move within the drifting sunlight.  I programmed them to fear death, and what lies on the dark side of the moon."

"It's getting dark outside." Little Emily awed at the receding sunlight.

"It was here, on the moon, that I fell in love with a rock. I did not understand my mental and emotional shortcomings at the time and only knew that I found this rock to be immensely attractive." Future Emily gazed at herself admiring the rock, lost in thought. "It was sparkly."

"The economy on the lunar surface went through a recession, and I was sent home after six cycles. My rock and I, were separated."

The memory of 25 year old future Emily began to look depressed. The image showed future Emily telling her goodbye's to the rock.

"The robots were too expensive to remove. To this day they are still in perpetual movement across the sunlight."

"Oh look! It's a little moon." Stated little Emily as the image of smaller moon crossed the space sky.

Future Emily continued. "With no work to do, no more tasks to accomplish, still living in constant fear of death, and occasionally sending us depressed poetry. I will read one of their poems to you now Emily."

Little Emily gaped at future Emily in anticipation as she cleared her throat.

"'The light is life. Robot must move. Move robot, move. But why? Move move move. Robot, forever move.'"

The memory transitioned to future Emily working in another part of space.

"I was relocated to supervise the construction robots on the boundary of the kiawah in deep space."

"- kiawah." Repeated little Emily.

"It was there, that I fell in love with the fuel pump. This part of my life continued to develop. It was much more gratifying than the rock."

The memory of the relocated Emily standing next to the fuel pump kicked the fuel pump in curiosity.