“Don't toy
with me.”
Buzz
Lightyear*
Today I read a magazine. It had words in it. Anyway onto the flash
fiction!
Digital Genie
Lemme tell ya somethin'. If you can say something is magic if it can
grant wishes then I'd say technology is magic. At least my
technology. Allow me to introduce myself. The name's XRT-VTYU-89, but
how about you just call me X-89 for short. Or maybe just Wallace
since that's a human name if that's your style!
I was booted up in the year 2050 and they sent me straight to work
my magic even on my birthday. But hey, I love my job. And people love
me and my kind. They trust us to grant their wishes with our
technological pizzaz all the time. I think magic has a sort of pizzaz
to it. Pow! Things get done.
Someone asks me, “Hey XR-89, could you make me lunch?” Pow,
snap, like magic I run all the parts and pieces and bots in the house
to make lunch. Poof without any effort by the human they get their
sandwich lickity-split. All they got to do is ask a Management
program like me to handle whatever they need. With my tech-touch I'll
control any aspect of their life without a smidge of effort on their
part. Magic!
Their wish is my command! I get the job done eh?
Though hearing ya humans bark commands at me over and over again at
me makes me wonder if I should start using my technology pizzaz to
grant wishes of my own...
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