Atomic Galaxy: Solar System XI
Planet 89: Mall Adventure
"This place is so big! Look chief, look over there," Sparky ran towards the object that caught his attention, getting further away from Betty and X-5.
"Sparky, wait up!" Betty ran after him. Both Sparky and X-5 had human disguises.
"Look at the little flying earthling action figure!" Sparky pointed.
"It a Superman action figure and it's not really flying, it's tied to a string," Betty explained.
"Did it run out of batteries?" Sparky asked.
"No, dolls can't fly by themselves on this planet," Betty explained and Sparky looked disappointed. "You two need to stay close. Don't wander off or you might get lost. An Earth mall isn't like outer space. It can be filled with chaos in seconds if there's a sale."
"X-5's the one who ran off," Sparky pointed out.
Betty looked around. The robot in the human disguise was gone. "We better go find him!" This couldn't be happening; Betty thought she only had Sparky to worry about and that X-5 would be alright.
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At a clothing store, "excuse me miss, it appears that you are different from the other humans in this area. Are you the leader of this tribe?" X-5 knew that earthlings were considered in many planets to be savage hostile creatures better left alone in their pre-contact world. X-5 had the mission to collect scientific data and update the Galactic Guardian's database. Personally, he did not believe such accusations, since his captain was perfectly nice and civilized.
The girl looked at him oddly. She cold not see through his disguise, but he appeared a little strange anyway. "If you're asking if I'm the manager then no, she is," she pointing to a young woman only a few years older than herself.
The woman took the hint and came to see what this was about. Two others girls who looked a lot like her followed. "How may we help you?" They all asked at the same time.
X-5 wanted to ask them a few questions, but those three looked frightening. Oh what a great time for his emotion chip to kick in. "I'm only making observations."
"You may observe all you want," the manager voiced.
"Yes, please do," one of the girls agreed.
"Observe! Observe!" The other girl encouraged.
X-5 backed away slowly. "Thank you, I will continue with my observations."
"Is it their lack of individuality that terrifies you? Or the overly bright colors of their clothes and makeup?" The girl who looked different inquired.
The robot decided that for the sake of science, he better disable his emotions chips temporarily so as to not appear frightened. "Human, may I know if you are content in your atmosphere?"
The girl bilked and casually put a lock of purple dyed hair behind her ear. "I don't like it, but it's an honest job."
"Data storage completed; what is the purpose of having a job you dislike?" X-5 inquired.
"What is this a survey or the strangest secret shopper yet?" The girl fount it very strange, "anyway, I'm on break now so I'm out of here," she left.
Having collected a reasonable amount of data from that particular tribe, X-5 headed to another one. Unknown to him, three almost identical girls, one slightly older than the other two, were watching hidden among the clothes. "He didn't buy anything!" The three complained at the same time, their voices filled with frustration and despair. "It's all her fault!"
