I Love You, Pappy: Part 5, The Spine
Peter Walter II stood in the Hall of Wires, staring at The Spine. He'd tried to prepare himself for this moment, but now he couldn't believe his ears.
"What do you mean, 'already?'" he asked, peering up through the wires at The Spine's dismembered head.
"Well, I'm sorry Pete," drawled The Spine incredulously, descending from the ceiling and attaching his head and spine to his transport with many a loud hisss and clank, "I guess I just thought that, ah, human beings might last a little longer."
All Peter II could do for a long time was to stare at the tall silver automaton. He hadn't really known what to expect with The Spine, b
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Peter Walter II sighed as he slowly climbed up the winding stairs to the third floor of the Walter Mansion; it had not been an easy day.
His father, Colonel Peter A. Walter I, had died that morning after being confined to his bed for three days. Peter II had immediately turned off the Walter Wifi, but not before sending a message to the household:
"Everything is fine, stay where you are. I'll be there to explain in a moment."
He did not want the news spreading too fast. There were a lot of people (and robots) in the Walter Mansion these days. Though the country was still at war, the automatons had taken heavy damage after a year of combat;
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Eight years later
Rabbit sat on the bench beside the duck pond, a loaf of bread held delicately in his hand. The ducks had gathered around the metal man, having had years to become accustomed to his frequent visits. Since the incident with his stolen core three days ago, he'd been few other places at the Walter Mansion.
An echo in his wiring informed the copper automaton that The Spine was calling him back up to the house; it was time for them to get back on the road. Rabbit tore up the bread and sprinkled it into the pond before trekking back up the hill; he was headed towards the Walter cemetery to say another goodbye.