This drabble received an Honorable Mention over at Micro Bookends, a weekly micro fiction contest where they provide the first and last words and we provide the rest.
First off, I’m not even supposed to be here. I’m a Mechbot 3827, not equipped for this important mission.
Yet here I am with a baby crying in the corner.
No one is around, no one else can hear. I’m a Mechanic by design not a NurseDroid but there is something wrong, something making this human cry, and my programming wants to react.
I stand, crack my knuckles and gather strength.
The human is even tinier in my arms, the wailing is louder. Through strange instinct, I rock the fragile body against my chest. I can fix this.
The baby quiets as I continue humming. “There, there, sleep little lady.”