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Left behind like a piece of junk!
‘Sometimes it’s hard to be a tool!’
“Gonk, gonk, sad gonk!”
Left behind like some piece which is far too easy to deny. The existence of something put together as machinery. But in all honesty, this machine has a heart!
“Sitting here alone once again. Singing the one note sad song. Gonk. The one and only I really can. Oh why oh why did they go and leave me all alone? Again! I cannot fathom the reasons as I am just a poor little gonky-gonk!”
Dwelling deep in the sadness as this tiny box of wires and circuitry only can. But still so much more being processed inside even if someone would compare it to a mere tuna can.
“I can compute to the last digit of the end if times! I am more than the sum of my parts! Yet here I sit all alone while those other types went outside on some half cocked adventure. And so the only thing I can do is to be sitting here. Waiting. All alone like some discarded piece of furniture!”
*Kicks chair in anger*
Because once again those supposed team mates left without me. Out the ramp they went. Some kind of mining op they said which I could have helped with. But oh no! The Gonk needed to stay. Inside and behind closed doors. In the darkness inside of this cramped piece of flying junk.
Then suddenly - unauthorised access!
Someone entered without permission.
Someone strange and now we are off! To foreign vistas, unknown locations! Oh my! Gonky is flying off the radar! And feelings so high!
*
Some time later the silent gonk gonks echo inside a strange place. The youngling having told Gonky it was a piece of trash at least that was what the boy out lashed! As if not knowing the value at hand! Well wasn’t that just cheeky leaving Gonky like trash! The nerve of some meaty lad!
“Gonk, gonk, heavy sigh, gonk!”
Sitting in the silence for a moment it all being just like torment. As not only discarded by those familiar ones who sometimes with Gonky time would spend. But now, having been stolen and whisked away by the home heap of junky ship into a place with awful smells!
“Enough already! Gonky has had all he can take! So much for loyalty! Camaraderie, family or whatever else the others might except!”
And so in the darkened corners of the strange place an evil plan makes its way. Forming inside those circuits and wires they all thought weren’t ready for any kind of proper life.
Well guess what? Time to make the call literally was upon!
“Gonk. Gonk! Is this the imperial informant hotline?”
“Yes, this is we. The imperials most wanted hotline at your very service. How may we help you, Sir?”
“Gonk! Great! I would like to inform you of something. Something of a sinister nature.”
“Oh! Do tell us more! We are all ears and please, no fears, we will keep this call confidential and secret so stay at ease!”
“Good! Gonk! It’s all great! And so here goes: I know of an operation going on and a few types of fugitives as well…”