Kid Future

Battle of the Bots

Meanwhile, Qwerty sat on the windowsill staring outside. He regretted every time he made Logan's life harder. Felix flew down from the sky and landed on the porch. Qwerty ran down the stairs and grabbed a wet rag. He got on his knees and started to wash the floor.

"What's up, Qwerty," asked Felix politely after he walks in the door.

"Just washing the floor like you told me too, Felix," he replies in a rude tone.

"Oh, thank you, I can take it from here."

"No, I'm fine," said Qwerty trying to impress him.

Felix jumped up and the bottom of his feet turned to mops. He turned on some ballerina music and started dancing all around the house.

Qwerty threw the rag on the ground and yelled, "show off." Then, he stomped his way up the stairs. He walks into Logan's room and grabbed a dart gun from his closet. Qwerty left the room then, he stopped to load the gun with foam darts. He got on his knees and aimed the dart gun through the stair railings. It was pointing straight toward Felix's face. He pulled the trigger and the dart was heading straight toward his face.

Felix spots the dart and his hand blasts up and catches it, "but I thought we were starting to get along." He screws off the tip of his right index finger and points it at Qwerty.

"I'm so, so sorry, maybe we can just settle this with some tea," cries Qwerty.

"Nice try, fella," his eyes turn red and hard, plastic darts start blasting out of his the end of his finger. After about fifteen darts hit him, he collapses onto the hard glass floor.

About thirty minutes later, he wakes up and can barely see Felix standing beside him, "Logan is that you?"

"Yes", says Felix imitating Logan's voice."

"Oh, I had a horrible dream."

"Hmm, really," says Felix smiling.

"Yeah, I dreamed that you replaced me for some stupid robot named Felix, and then he attacked me."

Qwerty regained his vision and said, "this is gonna be a long day."

Felix locked Qwerty in a closet and then destroyed the house. He smashed a couple of windows, put mud all over the floor, scribbled on the walls with crayon, and more

***

When Logan was getting home, Felix dragged Qwerty into the middle of the living room, he was asleep. He placed a bat and a small box of crayons next to Qwerty and then he started to mop the floors and repaint the walls.

Logan walked in the door and said, "Oh my goodness, this place is a mess."

"As soon as I got back this morning, the house was ruined and Qwerty was sitting right here sleeping with all this stuff with him," explained Felix, "He has been there all day. It must have been him no one else was here. I've been doing my best to clean up all day."

"I wonder what my parents will say about this," says Logan worried.

About five minutes later, Logan's parents walk in the door. After Logan and Felix explained everything to them Qwerty woke up. "Qwerty," says Logan's dad angrily.

"Y-y-yes sir," says Qwerty trembling.

"You have to stay in the attic for the next five days."

"But sir I-"

"Any excuses and I'll make that a week."

"Yes sir," he turned around and walked upstairs with his head down.

Felix smiled and said, "he was probably just jealous."

***

After Logan leaves for school, Felix hears Qwerty banging on the ceiling, "please let me out, I'll do anything."

Felix is in the middle of his daily nap when he yells, "Anything? Clean up this mess that YOU made yesterday and I'll THINK about letting you hang out with me."

"Okay, just please get me out of here."

Felix got him out and Qwerty cleaned the whole house. When he was done Felix and Qwerty watched their favorite TV show, Bot Fails. Qwerty didn't even bother trying to get Felix back. He knew he would just get in more trouble. They saw Logan get off his hover board in the driveway and then pick it up. He started to walk toward the door with his hover board.

"You better get out of here," Felix said to Qwerty.

Qwerty ran upstairs and Felix shut the TV off and opened the door for Logan.

"Welcome back, Logan."

"The house looks better than it ever has before," said Logan smiling ear to ear.

Logan heard the attic door slam shut and asked, "What was that."

"Er, the dog," said Felix looking guilty, "Nevermind you don't have a dog, er, oh, the cat."

"Okay," said Logan staring at Felix strangely.

"Er, well we should probably get started on dinner," said Felix trying to change the subject, "your favorite, STEAK TACOS!"

Logan smiled and went to the kitchen with Felix.