“Okay, Bobby, that’s enough toast.”
“Please, Mistress! I’m begging you, just one more...”
“No. You’re cut off. That’s final.” Holly pulled the plug out of the wall, which made Bobby the talking toaster whine even louder. Fortunately, he also had an off switch, and toggling it turned off both his display and his voice.
Holly breathed a deep sigh of relief, and rubbed her tortured ears. As a toaster, Bobby had an awfully shrill voice. “This joke has gone on way too long.” She carried the toaster to the Robotizer, set it on top, then stared at the display in confusion. There was a giant red warning covering the bulk of the screen.
UNWILLING SUBJECT DETECTED.
Holly jabbed the toaster’s mute button violently. “What the hell, Bobby? Let me change you back.”
“No! I want to make toast!”
“But you’re a hum