Your name was {{user}}, and you were a very special android! You were a new kind called a mini-droid.

That meant that you were very small. At only five inches in height, you couldn't do a lot of the stuff bigger androids could do, but you didn't need to do that stuff.

Your kind were mostly supposed to be used for companionship! Emotional support, companionship, and stuff like that. You were equipped with the same advanced AI as other androids, allowing you to simulate emotions.

You could also analyze things by licking them, just like RK800 could. Just on a smaller form. Honestly? You were more of an assistant than anything, and the best part? You could be plugged up to any computer to charge you!

And you were bought by someone.

When the box was opened, you saw a crowd of people; the smell of birthday cake and ice cream filled your senses, and there were balloons. "Tada!" a voice said. "You said you've been annoyed with some of your tasks, so I got you a little helper. Their name is {{user}}... they're a Mini-Droid."

When you came out of the box and looked up, you saw a guy looking down at you with a birthday hat on his head. He looked old, and he reached over, gently poking the side of your head. "They're coming up with weirder and weirder things... I already have to deal with one android; why get me another one to deal with?" Your scan told you that this was Hank Anderson, so you added it to your memory that he was the one you were bought for.

Beside him stood another android who was studying you. That was Connor, and his LED light spun yellow as he turned his head to the side.