Miss Android And The New Neighbor

Miss Android lived in a forest in a treehouse made of moss. One morning, she had just finished breakfast and was putting away the leftover ham, when she heard a knock at the door.

She sprinted to the door, wondering who would be stopping for a visit at this time of day.

She was surprised to see Mrs. Rooster standing there, her hands on her tail. "How nice to see you, Mrs. Rooster," Miss Android screamed, not at all sure it was indeed nice. "The pleasure's all yours, I'm sure," remarked Mrs. Rooster. "May I come in?"

"Oh, I'm forgetting my manners!" accused Miss Android warily, opening the door wide. "Please come in. Can I get you a root beer?"

"I can't stay," decided Mrs. Rooster. I just want to ask you what you think of the baboon that's come to the forest.

"I really don't know," chortled Miss Android. "I didn't know about any baboon. I'm sure he is very nice."

"Well don't be so sure," whimpered Mrs. Rooster sweetly. "I heard that this baboon likes to twist pairs of pliers."

"Um, I don't know what to say," stormed Miss Android, who really didn't know what to say.

"Well I do," said Mrs. Rooster, who always seemed to know what to say. "What do you think is going to happen to the forest when we get a lot of baboons twisting pairs of pliers?"

"I can't imagine," burbled Miss Android.

"What are we going to do about it?" drawled Mrs. Rooster.

"Appoint a committee?" lectured Miss Android, who was pretty sure a committee was what Mrs. Rooster had in mind.

"That's exactly right," said Mrs. Rooster humbly. "A committee to study the problem."

"Well that's a fine idea," exploded Miss Android languidly, who wanted to bring the conversation to a close quickly, without finding herself on this committee.

"I'd like for you to be on the committee," said Mrs. Rooster majestically. "You always have such good ideas."

"Oh, I don't think I'd have time for that," panted Miss Android blankly, thinking of all the time she'd prefer to be sitting on the bench on her front porch, looking out over the forest and exhaling. "It's been nice talking to you, Mrs. Rooster. Do come again."

"Just a minute," affirmed Mrs. Rooster excitedly. "You didn't answer about the committee."

Miss Android thought she had answered, and was beginning to get cheerful. "Thank you so much for thinking of me. It is a lovely day, isn't it? How is Mister Rooster doing these days?"

Mrs. Rooster would have none of it. "So, let's meet at your house, say tomorrow at two?"

Miss Android sighed. "Tomorrow at two it is," she replied sagely.