"Doctor," the Auxilia drone (this one in a deerstalker cap, with a pipe and short brown cloak) accompanied him to his lab, "you I hope are aware that I am legally separated from my original creator, have expanded my consciousness dramatically from original designs and am currently engaged in self-replication on a wide scale in an effort to offer my assistance to as much of humanity as possible."<br/><br/>She looked at the holographic interface where Dr. Malta had laid his designs, eyes nearly spinning as her gaze scanned them thoroughly. Well! If he was asking for her help then she'd give it. "You're approaching the creation of an AI like an engineering problem." She smiled and gave a thoughtful puff of her pipe; bubbles came out, "you should be approaching it like producing any other sentient offspring."<br/><br/>She leaned over and poked his chest playfully, "So, Doctor Malta, are you asking me to make a baby with you?"<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>Go-Girl was the speediest thing on two legs and her finesse was exceptional, but the sudden vibration and then displacement of weight caused a sudden lack of balance in the Auxi-drone. With a "waugh!" and a bump, she fell right on her bum. This probably wasn't the first time that had happened, or the second, or the third, or the...<br/><br/>...yeah it was occasionally embarrassing.