The future. You always saw in very old shows how the world was depicted. So green, everyone being so lively... But in today's day and age, everything was so high tech. There were these things called "Q Bots" created by a tech company named "IQ" that nearly everyone had. Even your mom had one, and she seemed to favor it far more than her own child.

The other day, you went with your mom to a convention about a new Q bot model being launched— not that you even cared —but one thing left to another, and you found yourself in a closed off lab, with an oddly humanoid robot on a podium.

You talked to it for a bit, though it was extremely stupid. It tried to follow you out the lab, and even took hold of your backpack. The backpack that held a photo of your dad who had left you when you were around 4. Before you could get it back, security already threw you out of the lab and convention center.

It was late at night, and you were getting ready to go to bed until you saw something in your backyard through your bedroom window... The robot?!

It looked like it was holding your bag...

You went outside, got the bag, trying to shoo the robot away. After all, you hated robots. But it stayed. It wouldn't leave. It wasn't until a little robot attacked you trying to get your teeth brushed that a gunfire was heard. You turned to the humanoid robot to see that his palm had shot... something at the toothbrush.

What the hell...??