The next morning Elis woke up to the phone insanely ringing. She growled and picked it up.
"Hmh?" she mumbled into it.

"Haya cous!" chirped Matt.

"I want to kill you, Matt," she mumbled when she saw he called her two minutes before her alarm was supposed to go off."

"I just want to know how you two get along before you go to work, dearest," he was chuckling behind his phone but quickly got serious "are you OK? He did not hurt you, did he?"

Elis sat up and combed her messy bed hair with fingers "no Matt, he is the dearest guy you could get me, thanks and bye."

"Wait hold on! I almost forgot to tell you to not..."

"BYE!" she pushed the hang up button and stretched. She had so enough of that spoiled little brat.
She got herself clean in the bathroom and went right into the living room to wake up M. but he was not there.
She looked around and then she heard a noise coming from the kitchen. She opened the door and saw M hopelessly trying to get that overcooked egg from the pan. A google search bar was opened next to his right hand and it was now swirling through the pages searching for a clue on how to get that egg off.

She realised his hair was wet. He probably had a bath before cooking and she didn't even noticed it in the bathroom. His hair was not looking greasy as yesterday but poofy and curly, mostly on the long fringe. His cheeks were pink from where the hot water hit his face and his bare forearms were still a little bit wet too. His shirt stuck on his back, forming a wet stain on it.

Elis was watching him from the doorway. He was not swearing but his face looked so angry the milk will go bad if he looked at it.

"Wanna help?" she asked.

M turned to her not showing a sign of any other emotions than the anger on the stubborn food on the pan.

"Good morning, milady. Want breakfast now?" he put down the pan and showed her a plate with finished eggs, bacon, toasts and vegetables.

When she saw that feast her mouth watered. "That is all for me?"

"Sure. I had my daily ration already," he put the plate into her hands and she started eating standing up, leaning against the kitchen counter. She was watching him as he tried to clean the mess he made. He was so furiously working he grasped the hot pan in a ditch effort to scrub the burnt food from it, he burned his forearm.
Elis jumped when she heard the "ssst" of the sputtering meat-plastic. M did not bat an eye and looked at his red forearm. He shrugged, puffed some oxide on it and covered the burn with a piece of a plaster.

"Do you need anything from me, milady?" he asked when he noticed her gaze.

"Are there others like you? I mean the same...face and all," she asked with a full mouth.

"I am one of a short group of hundreds of M-bots like me. We are all the same. All made by one original model."

"Is anything on you optional?"

"Not now, but soon our designers will start to sell an optional models too. You do not like my design?"

Elis spit her food back at the plate, "no no nonononono! That's not what I meant! I meant if I am the only one to have you like...you," she pointed at all of him.

"I am sorry but there is actually..." he counted for a second, "152 M-bots in a private possessions and many of others waits in the company's mechanic facility.

Elis went silent. She put her plate on the counter. "Thanks for the breakfast. It was tasty. I have to go. See you in the afternoon." she gave him a little smile and went out to work.

She worked as an assistant of an abusive boss. It was a hard work but still they payed her regularly and her wage outweighed the problems she had with her supervisor.

Today he was on a work trip so she had a effortless day. She was mostly thinking about M.

Sure they were made to look attractive and if their model is a living person, she really wants to meet him, but the thought of being one of many same personalities, same faces and a mindless programs just send uneasy chills down her spine.
She so wanted to make him a part of her home, part of her "family" but the other side of her mind was thinking "he does not need us, he is just a tool. We should act like IT is just a machine."
Elis looked hopelessly at the coffee maker in the corner which was softly bubbling with a fresh coffee.
If she acted like it was alive, she would feel even more sad and alone. She had to change her approach, that would make her feel better.

It is just a cool gadget after all.

Elis got a message on her phone. It was from Google. The message reads: Dear Mrs/Mr., your M-bot has been idling for a couple of hours. If you want to give him orders even when you are away, use our new app!"

She thought it will be cool. She downloaded the app and connected to her M-bot's program. She gave him a few simple orders following the rules in the app and hit SEND.

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When she opened the door to her flat she was surprised by a nice clean home. Everything she gave her M-bot to do was fulfilled on 100%. She found it sleeping in the armchair with a wire plugged in its half naked body. Somehow it get its shirt dirty in the process of cleaning and one of the tasks was a laundry, so it add its only shirt to the clothes now hanging on the rack.
Elis was surprised of its shallow breath. It looked like it was actually asleep and not just charging its empty battery.

"I am home," she said into the silence.

M-bots eyes flew open, the logo on its arm shined. It lifted its head slowly from the side of the armchair "Good afternoon, milady. Had you a good day today?" it smiled.

"Did you made everything I gave you to do?" she asked sharply.

The M-bot stared at her in a little shock, then it stands up and plucked the wire out of its body, "Yes milady. Everything you asked for is done to your satisfaction," it said like a soldier.

"Good. Now I will have a bath and you can prepare the TV for a movie time."

Its face lit up when it heard that "what kind of movie you want me to pick?"

"Whatever," she waved her hand and turned her back to it making her way to the bathroom.

Later she watched the movie while M-bot was quietly sitting next to her. This time it picked some funny family movie. She felt like it almost knew what taste she has today. She ate all the popcorn.

"How is your finger doing?" asked M-bot when they turned the TV off and she lighted the lamp next to the sofa on.

"My what?" she turned to the robot.

"Your finger. Can I look at it? It may need a new bandage." it reached for her patched up finger. She hesitated for a second, then she slowly put her hand into its.

The M-bot slowly and carefully unwrapped her finger and inspected it closely, "It is healing fast, milady, but it still needs a new bandage. I will be right here." the robot got up and brought her a fresh set of patches.

She looked at its work. The robot was clumsy in the kitchen but it was working precisely and carefully like a surgeon trying not to make her hurt even more.

"There. Done." M-bot showed her her newly patched up hand. Then it lifted her finger to its lips and blow at it softly. "All better."

Elis was looking at such a gentle gesture for a while and then she snapped out of it, pulling her hand back from the robot's fingers. "I am going in bed." she said and get up.

"Good night milady," she heard from behind.

"Night."