The boy and girl climbed atop the spaceship. Then under a July sun, they shared sandwiches and a box of parts building bodies for droid brains One and Two.
“I’d like to be a girl-bot,” Two requested.
“Me too!” One said. “I can be that and still love Two, right?”
Unfinished hands clasped. “Yes.”
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