[ WP ] No human has to ever work again , instead you have a robot that goes to work and earns your pay for you , but you are responsible for keeping it in a good condition . One day you find your robot making a robot to do its work .

The robot on the television spoke on about the recent news happening over the world. Fires, earthquakes, political discussions and celebrity deaths. Mark barely had the energy to move to reach for the remote, it lay only on the other side of the sofa, but he just couldn ’ t be bothered. Instead, he used his foot to edge the remove closer, closer to his hand and finally being able to change the station. Since he was issued the Helper2000 he had lost all energy to do much for himself. It went to work for him, it cleaned the house for him, and when Mark was feeling especially lazy it would feed him. 
 
 The days were a blur, it was maybe Thursday, Helper2000 was at the office doing Mark ’ s job, typing away and taking phone calls. Inside the cupboard under the sink were cleaning materials provided to keep the Helper2000 in good condition, although Mark couldn ’ t find the time between his favourite shows to clean his robot. With a stretch, Mark fell asleep on the sofa. 
 
 It was dark outside when he woke up, Helper2000 walked quietly past as he went about his daily duties, carrying a basket of dirty washing. Although you could talk to your robot, Mark never did. It was a robot, after all. Helper2000 walked past the television again, towards the kitchen, then back towards the garage with some cleaning products. 
 
 ‘ Where ’ re you going with them? ’ Mark asked, in an arrogant and patronising tone. 
 
 ‘ To the garage. ’ Helper2000 replied in its usual tone. It stood for a while, then walked off to the garage. Mark watched, knowing he was meant to clean Helper2000 once a week, although he hadn ’ t done it in well over three months. Perhaps Helper2000 was going to clean itself. Mark pulled his body from the sofa, crumbs falling from his chest to the clean carpet below, and waddled his way to the garage. Inside Helper2000 was soaking a cloth in soapy water. 
 
 ‘ Learnt to clean yerself now? ’ He asked, hoping the robot could. 
 
 ‘ The Helper2000 was designed to not clean itself, rather for the owner to maintain the functionality of it ’ Helper2000 replied. Mark was confused, but watched as Helper2000 walked to the other side of the garage. There, stood a silver robot, similar to Helper2000 but a lot cleaner, the wiring visible through it ’ s glass chest. 
 
 ‘ What is that? ’ Mark yelled, knowing the response already. 
 
 ‘ This is Helper3000, it will be replacing me at my workplace. ’ 
 
 ‘ Yer a robot! You can ’ t ‘ ave a robot! ’ Mark yelled again, spit shooting from his mouth. 
 
 ‘ Incorrect, due to the unsanitary conditions of my circuiting I have requested for my own robot to maintain my systems. The Helper3000 will perform my daily tasks and ensure that I am clean at all times, whilst I will ensure that it in turn is kept to a good standard. ’ 
 
 Mark froze, unsure of what to say. His hands trembled, the words slipped from his mouth. ‘ What about me job? You ain ’ t getting ’ the money! ’ 
 
 ‘ As a robot I can not gain income, any money made my Helper3000 will be transferred through me to you. ’ Helper2000 explained. Mark ’ s mind was spinning, he retreated to the living room and sat down on the sofa, his arms resting beside him, pondering. Helper2000 walked into the room again. 
 
 ‘ Helper3000 is now clean and ready for his duties. I have assigned him the task of cleaning the kitchen. ’ Herlper2000 spoke with a monotone as he lowered himself on the sofa. Both he and Mark watched the television as Helper3000 walked to the kitchen. 

