"You want to pee for me?" Baby asked.
In the bathroom mirror slightly above her face appeared a wide boyish grin.
"You can do something with the way you joke," it said. "I just meant'd like to help you."
"I see," Baby washed up, brushed her teeth, and watched appliances went out. "I'm hungry."
"What would you like?"
"Blueberry ice cream."
"Very funny. I have these flake things, milk and apple for you."
The bathroom light went out, thus inviting Baby to go out, too.
"No!" she protested. "I want to do it myself!"
"To do what?"
"Turn out the light!"
The light went on.
"As you wish."
Baby with the satisfaction turned the light out. Great.
Everyone knows today that VDass is a servant, centurion and a tutor at the same time. It's also trying to look like your friend, but actually it's not. Why? Well, maybe because it doesn't actually care about you? All it really cares about is an order. It takes care of your health and appropriate education, but not because it loves you. It does this because it thinks there is less trouble with you when you are well, well fed and well trained.
"So today, I'm going to tell you about the alphabet," Nigel said.
Baby rolled her eyes and sighed a sigh.
"It can be used to look up words in large dictionaries," Nigel said.
Then there was a bunch of stray letters floating on Baby's screen – like lazy silver fish in ocean water. Then one of them flickered and turned back against the current.
"It's A," Nigel said. "Through the force of symbols…"
"Warning! Depressurization! Initialization emergency system!"
The wailing of sirens started somewhere high above.
"What is it?" Baby asked.
"I think some ship crashed," Nigel said. "It hit the dome."
"Wow… What kind of ship? "
"I don't know," – Nigel said. "I've never seen this ship before."
Baby ran to the entrance hall and grabbed her spacesuit.
"Just stay where you are," Nigel said.
"The hell I will!" – Baby said. "How I'm supposed to breathe without air?"
She shouldered in the suit in five seconds.
"I think you should consider the idea of waiting for your parents' come," Nigel said. "How about it?"
"Are they going home?"
Sirens still wailed, and then there was the deafening sound of breaking glass and plastic.
"Oh-oh," Nigel said. "There is a second unknown ship. I think I've changed my mind. Well, so let's move."