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Chapter #7
a soft-spoken, gentle-bot.
by: Unknown
"Hello, I am Earl, are you Philip J. Fry, the young human?" The robot asked, his blue eyes and mouth lit up yellow as he spoke, on his chest was a symbol of Robotology. His green hands reminded folded as not to show a threaten stance and his voice was set to sound soft snd cheery for this time of day.
"Yeah," Fry paused to itch his bum. "Why?"
"Good Creator! We have much to do then," he invited himself in, "you can't even clothed yourself- GOOD CREATOR AGAIN!" Earl shouted as he saw the place was its normal mess, "....I warned thr cryogenics men it wasnt good to just leave de-froztees alone.." his geara made a ticking noise to mimic the human tongue-clicking.
"Uh, so you want a beer?" Fry askes,.just sort of shrugging off the strange robot as he started to clean up.
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