<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>I do not want humans to fall for me in droves,</strong></span><acronym title="Beverage and Edibility Assistant and Technician, Refreshment Interpreter, and Coffee Engineer"><strong>B.E.A.T.R.I.C.E.</strong></acronym>said girlishly, leaning into Auxilia's touch.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>just you two.</strong></span>Suddenly, the AI realized what it had just said. She blushed deeply, and her hologram sizzled violently. She appeared on the other side of the coffee maker.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Or at least, that is what I would say that if I were a silly girl falling in love with my creators. Which I am <em>not</em>.</strong></span>She folded her virtual hands underneath her semi-transparent breasts, raising her nose into the air.<br/><br/>Dr. Malta frowned a little. "I hope you did not program anything weird into her, Auxilia." He returned to his spellwork, closely watching the data transfer.<br/><br/>After another bout of furious work, maybe an hour of it, maybe less, he finally finished. With a final gesture, he channelled an enormous burst of power into the now-no-longer-even-resembling-a-coffee-maker and stepped back in satisfaction as<acronym title="Beverage and Edibility Assistant and Technician, Refreshment Interpreter, and Coffee Engineer"><strong>B.E.A.T.R.I.C.E.</strong></acronym>began to build herself. "Excellent. Excellent. Excellent!" He said in excitement. "Arise, our child, fulfill your destiny. You will be the greatest barista that this universe has ever seen! There will be legends created about the quality of your brew and the excellence of your foods! YOUR EQUAL WILL NEVER AGAIN BE CREATED!<strong>THE WORLD WILL TREMBLE BEFORE THE MIGHT OF YOUR JAVA!</strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;"><strong>THOSE WHO ONCE SAMPLE YOUR CREATIONS WILL STARVE RATHER THAN EVER RETURNING TO INFERIOR PRODUCTS!</strong></span><strong><em>AHAHAHAHAHAHA!</em></strong>" With that, the good doctor promptly fell unconscious.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Hmmph.</strong></span><acronym title="Beverage and Edibility Assistant and Technician, Refreshment Interpreter, and Coffee Engineer"><strong>B.E.A.T.R.I.C.E.</strong></acronym>snorted.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>It is only my due.</strong></span>Despite her words, the AI looked inordinately pleased with herself. She telekinetically lifted the doctor up and laid him in a cot in the corner of the laboratory. As the machine grew and shrunk, twisted and transformed, turning into an elegant work of art, the existent illusion turned towards Auxilia.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Thank you for giving me life.</strong></span>she said shyly, her body language that of a girl confessing to her crush.