Vivian Porter looked at the three androids that stood before her, “I don’t understand what you want with me.”
“You are perfect A.I and robot builder.” The first Bebe said
“Well I’m flattered…”
“You are perfect Woman.” The second Bebe continued interrupting Vivian and coursed the scientist to fluster.
“I don’t see what tha…”
“Therefore you will make perfect Bebe girlfriend and Queen.” The third and final Bebe finished leaving the doctor speechless.
Nearly, “…Queen….Girlfriend… Why?” Very nearly, she couldn’t even get out a full sentence.
“You are perfect. Bebe is perfect.” The second Bebe answered
This time Vivian interrupted the Bebe, “But you’re not perfect.”
If the Bebe’s took offence at that they only showed it by taking a step towards Vivian, “Bebe are made perfect. Bebe are not inferior to anything.” The three spoke as one this time.
“Your speech is terrible, your outer shell is missing key features that’ll change you from being just robots to androids, and your hive mind structure is laughable because it can be interrupted by walky-talky, which would leave you unable to operate on your own individual selves.”
The three seemed to look at each other and coming to a conclusion as only a hive can, “Tell Bebe more.”
“Let me show you how to really be perfect.”