When I woke up again, I found four kids glaring at me. Something was wrong. I couldn't find protocol. The dart must have done something to me! Instead of being calm and collected, I felt frenzied. I began to struggle with my metal bonds. Ther anger turned to confusion.

"Usually they're calm." the older girl murmured.

"And smarter than that too. Doesn't she know she can't break iron cuffs?" The older boy said. I stopped, panting. 'All procedures down! Prepare for shutdown!' My systems screamed in my head. I suddenly came up with a plan, to make them stop asking stupid questions.

"Why aren't you calm?" The redhead finally asked.

"That is classified infor-" I started to say, "Questioning reached daily limit! Prepare for shutdown! Shutdown in five... four... three...

"No wait! We'll stop asking questions! Don't just die!" Cried the redhead. I laughed inwardly.

"Two..." "Don't die!" "I'm not gonna dye- one... But next time- zer-" My brain shutoff in auto-repair, and my head fell heavily against the lumpy pillow.

'All procedures failed to repair. Prepare for permanent shutdown. To have this message repeated in five miniutes, say repeat. To temporarily shutdown, say shutdown. to cancel, say cancel. To-'

"Cancel! Cancel, cancel, cancel!" I screamed aloud. Then I gasped. if procedures were down, I was a danger to my master. My reaction should have been to say nothing and permanently shut down. I started to leak from my eyes. When I felt the wet salty drops trailing down my cheeks, I screamed. "Help! Someone help me! My eyes are leaking! Why am I leaking?!" The blonde girl laughed at me, and I stopped shouting. I decided I didn't like her. Wait, where did that come from?! I had never not liked anyone before! I had never liked anyone before! I had never cared about anything other than my master and his plan before! I had never even cared about myself. What was going on?!

"My name's Polly. Sorry for making you shutdown. What's wrong?- Oh Sorry! I didn't mean to ask!" The redhead said, slapping Her hands over her mouth.

"That is classified- Oh what the heck! My procedures are down, I feel different, and my eyes are leaking! I made a choice other than I'm pro- trained to! I'm confused!"

"Your eyes aren't leaking. it's called, crying. Now suck it up and answer-"

"Olivia, we're making a breakthrough. Don't ruin it." the little boy said.

"What does shake down the stars mean?" Olivia asked.

"Carefull! She said next time she'd die!" Sweet, gullible little Polly cried. I laughed inwardly. "What's so funny?" So maybe outwardly. "Oops!" She covered her mouth. "I didn't mean to ask again!" She cried, muffled.

"Let me out, and I'll tell you you why I laughed."

"We can't." Said the little boy.

"Why not?"

"Because you're a terrible person." He said.

"I'm not a terrible person!" I protested, annoyed.

"You don't think kidnapping babies is evil?! Or are you forced?" I had never really thought about it before. Hesitantly, I lied.

"Well, er, um, I do it by choice, but, um, I, er, I wouldn't be able to choose not to if I wanted to."

They huddled, and began to whisper. I could hear everything they said with my superhearing. "Emil! You asked a question!" Polly scolded the four year old.

"Polly, you haven't got to be so gullible all the time!" He scolded back, "She's not gonna die because we ask her questions. Didn't you hear-" I decided to butt in, before he could ruin my plan.

"How about this." I will answer a question, one for each bond, and when I'm free, I will tell you why I laughed. If you don't, I will shut down for a month. "Deal!" Polly cried, before her friends could tell her what a bad deal that was. "Free my arm, so we can shake on it."

"Okay!"

"Wait, Polly, arrrgh!" The brunette cried in protest and annoyance. I laughed, and smirked at him. "You know Polly, I don't think she's gonna answer any questions..."

~Dedicated to my good friend Grayp002, for the great character Polly~