Jim spent most of the morning working on his chores, rushing through them so fast that Silver occasionally had to knock him on the head and make him do a particular task again. It seemed to Jim that every time he finished anything, the old cyborg had something new for him to clean, wash, mop, dust, polish, or scrape
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He tries on a smile. "Hey. Welcome to Where-Ever the Hell We Are. Were you looking for your kitchen, too?"
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Now, if this was Disney, there would be music in the air and birds and twu wuv.
Instead the girl in an oversized, heavily patched coat raises an eyebrow at Jim in a not-overly-impressed fashion.
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He does, however, look back at the girl with an equally unimpressed expression.
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Well.
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It's like the apathetic teen Olympics.
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She's adorable! Not that anyone as tough and worldly as Jim would ever say so.
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