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Wilma was glad to be home after a long day of running errands. Her arms full with grocery bags she faced the little quartz viewscreen set in the wall by the front door.
“Unlock, it’s Wilma.” She could hear the mouseasaurus in the door turning the stone gears that drew back the lock. At the final click she shouldered it open and called for the lights to turn on. As a birdasaurus swooped from lamp to lamp, lighting the candles, Wilma made her way to the kitchen. With a sigh she deposited the bags onto the counter, one tipping over slowly to spill its contents across the polished granite.
“What time is it?” Their all-in-one personal assistant parrotsaurus answered from the living room.
“Three o’clock!”
Wilma sighed again, heavier this time. She set a pot under the mastodon spigot to fill, and selected vegetables that had fallen out of the filled bag. Putting those aside, she moved the pot from sink to stove and set it to boil, listening to the dragonsaurus huff its flame to high. In the cupboards, she found a mostly empty jar of bullion and called out again to the parrotsaurus.
“Add bullion to the shopping list.” She could hear the paired birdasaurus chiselling the memo and felt like an idiot for not checking before she went shopping that morning. So much of the day wasted, which reminded her—
“Turn on vacuum,” she told the parrotsaurus, then turned her attention back to dinner. Even if she got little else done before Fred came home, there would be dinner and a clean floor for him to dirty again with his commuter feet.
The familiar sound of the parrotsaurus opening the door to the masto-vacuum’s docking station was followed by the soft pad of feet accompanying the snuffling whirr of it following its internal map of the room.
Pebbles thought the masto-vac was cute, and Wilma could admit there was something endearing about an appliance that scurried around, so intent on its job, but if they started anthropomorphizing every device in their home where would it end? She pulled the sawfishasaurus from its waterfilled drawer and started chopping vegetables for soup.