Twisted Cogs: Creation

Chapter 2: Daily Rituals

Twisted Cogs

Chapter 2

Daily Rituals

Julien woke up at 6am as usual. He had walked into the bathroom and smiled remembering that he was a father now. He finished up in the bathroom and looked out into the hallway. Zane had slowly opened the door to peak out. He spotted Dr. Julien and smiled. He quietly walked out of the room and met him at the bathroom door.

"I suppose the first thing we need to do is brush our teeth." He told his son. Zane looked puzzled at this.

"What...what is that?" He asked as Julien held up an extra tooth brush he normally kept just in case something unforeseen happened to his or if he misplaced it again in his tired state.

"This is a toothbrush. I'll show you what to use it for." He said holding up the tooth paste and squirted some of the blue gel onto the brush.

"Alright...now you stick it in your mouth and brush your teeth." He said doing the same so Zane knew what to do. Zane copied his father not really liking the taste of the paste. Julien laughed looking at the mild look on Zanes face. He didn't look to pleased.

"The texture isn't pleasant either." Zane mumbled looking up at his father.

"Perhaps not, but we must do this or your teeth will rot and fall out." Zane gasped and renewed his efforts in brushing his teeth.

"How long have you been brushing your teeth father?" Zane asked curiously.

"Oh since I'm 35 years old I'd say about that long." He told him. Zane gasped and copied his dad spitting the paste out and gargling with mouthwash.

"Alright this next part you won't have to worry about." Julien grabbed a razor and cream.

"Why will I not have to worry?"

"Well Zane you are a boy and a robot. You will not grow facial hair like I do." Julien said lathering his face up and beginning to shave. He gasped nicking his chin. Zane gasped seeing the blood start to come from the wound.

"You are hurt father!" He said reaching up to Juliens face.

"Oh I'm fine son. Just a little wound, I can close it off using a little toilet paper." He said doing so showing Zane that he wasn't hurt to much. "See no harm done. I'm always doing that there."

"If it harms you, why do it?"

"Because I don't look good with a beard." Julien winked at Zane and laughed. Zane didn't to much understand. What did looks have to do with injuring oneself?

"Oh you'll understand someday when you fall in love."

"I'm afraid I do not understand love father." Julien reached down and picked up Zane. his walk was still a little wobbly. It was actually quite adorable, but Julien suspected that it might be an equilibrium problem.

Juliens cell started to ring. He tucked it under his chin as he held Zane. The kitchen was rather dirty. He hated to wash dishes.

"Yes yes I have him here with me. Yes its a him..." Julien pulled a pot from the sink and began to wash it. "I had to take my work home with me Christopher. Unlike you I'm actually committed to my work." Julien rolled his eyes and looked at Zane who was sitting on a chair patiently kicking his legs this way and that watching him clean some plates. Julien hung up on Dr. Christopher.

"How about some breakfast?" He asked cleaning off the stove.

"Breakfast? Hopefully thats something to consume. I am on empty." Zane said which got the doctor to laugh.