“How’s it like being human?”
The question surprises him, the dreamy tone more than the intended meaning. “You gotta stop watching those movies, Feebz.”
“Why? You’re the one who’s been keeping them!” she huffs, her football head puffing up into her best impression of a pout. “Being human seems so magical…”
“All myths and legends are…” he mumbles, the circuits in his chest fizzling as she turns to him, the thin red bar running the length of her goggle-eye forming tiny hills and valleys of thought. “We are this world’s reality now.”
Her pout eases.
“And that’s better than magic.”
*Inspired by the prompt world’s best widget from The Daily Post.