Sigh...
This is awfully boring...
Why Polan? Why would you do this to me?
He was on playground duty.
"Mister! Mister! Can you push me?" a little girl on a swing asked.
Give it time, and you'll grow to like it, he told himself.
Yeah right.
"I'll be right there." he said.
He remembered back when the playground was first installed. The General noticed that morale was low, especially with the kids. So she petitioned a playground to be built and the rest is history.
It took a lot of scavenging for metal parts and junk, but it did make a nice addition to the Cyborg Safe Zone.
"When I grow up I want to be a tiger on the North Pole!" the girl on the swing said.
"Me too," he replied. "And maybe Santa will come visit you." He tried not to get the girl's hopes up, but it didn't work.
"Yeah!" she squealed.
"Do you know when Christmas is this year?" He asked.
"January!"
"Nooo.."
"February!"
"Almost.."
"Lebuary!"
"You're very close..." He said with a smile. "December 25th!"
"December isn't a month!"
"Neither is Lebuary."
They both laughed.
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Cyborg Safe Zone (Book 1/Finished)
Science FictionAllie, a cyborg, who must face the everyday challenges of being metal all of the sudden falls into the hands of the Cyborg Safe Zone community. A young man, named Polan, takes her under his wing. But the government is becoming more and more dangerou...
