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Los Angeles! 2039! A pinnacle for Engineering.
With numerous world problems out of the way, Humanity has been able to focus on technological improvement without watching their world burn.
Some, however, aren’t exactly basking in the enthusiasm.
Marcy Regina Wu was the daughter of possibly the two most boring people in Los Angeles. Her mother worked for a company that sold cat food, and her father was high up in the LA branch of Walmart.
Marcy, meanwhile, was an unparalleled genius considering her age- not her own words, but nobody doubted it. The only problem? She didn’t have the resources for her passion.
And due to that fact, there she was, scrounging for scraps in the junkyard.
“Another toaster… geez, why do people keep throwing away toasters…?”
‘No luck today,’ she thought to herself, kicking a heap of trash in annoyance.
RUMBLE.
“Ah, farts.”
She ran from the trash avalanche as quick as she could, wiping sweat from her brow.
“Whoo! really gotta hold back on those dino Nuggies…” she said.
And then, she saw it.
The most beautiful thing she had ever seen.
It was a robot. not just any robot, a human sized one- About her size, she guessed from the 10 or so feet away she was. It’s face was silverish with a few scratches and two busted up eyes. The rest of the body had minimal plating, most of the wiring visible. otherwise it was in pristine condition.
“Why would anybody throw this away…?”
It had taken the better part of half an hour to lug it back home on her back, and it had certainly gotten her a few strange looks- a twelve year old lugging a human body-shaped robot will do that to you.
She brought it to the garage, where she was finally able to examine it closer.
There was a lot of wear on the joints, but nothing she couldn’t fix! However, from what she could tell from the motherboard, whoever had tried to make it move had no idea how to code.
Looking into it, they had made a bipedal robot and not realised how difficult it was to get it to walk. ‘Well, jokes on them,’ Marcy thought. ‘Because I’m marcy wu, and I’m gonna bring you to life!’
After fixing up the joints, she managed to get the eyes back in working condition again. She also installed a voicebox she stole from an old teddy bear- she could improve that later.
Her parents were surprisingly nonchalant about her buying three sheets of skin-coloured silicone. She decided to base it off of some close family friends, The Boonchuys, who had tried to have kids but never got around to it. A few online lessons later and she managed to cover the robot in realistic enough skin, with a zip at the back in case she needed to take it off for maintenance.
She brought a wig and used some of her old uniforms to cover them up- even if it was a robot, now that it was much more human looking it was kinda disturbing for it to be naked.
And finally, came trying to code a competent robot. Marcy quickly noticed how difficult it was to get it to walk, or do anything really, until…
What if she was overthinking it? What if she taught it the way you teach a baby- Manually. I mean, self learning AI exists, why couldn’t she use it?
“Test one of the Artificial Neural Network, proceed.”
She turned her new friend on, and-
It’s eyes began to move, clearly surveying it’s surroundings. Marcy’s heart began to beat rapidly. Had she done it?
“Hello? Testing. Can you understand me?”
It’s face went to stare directly at her, and it let out garbled static sounds.
The excitement drained out of her like a plug pulled from a sink. “Right, that’ll be a no.”
“Alright! Test two of the Artificial Neural Network! Proceed!”
Flicking on the humanoid, It took a few seconds for it to spring into action, making a crouching pose. Marcy was confused for a second before realising it was an exact mirror of what she was doing.
She waved her hand, and as she expected, it copied her.
“Heh. Well, not what I was going for but close!”
“Test three, of the Artificial Neural Network… proceed.”
She flicked it on, and she could sense something… different. It-she? Looked at her, puzzled looking.
She pointed at herself. “Marcy.” She then pointed to it. “ANN.”
It stared vacantly at her.
She sighed, getting ready to turn it off, until-
“Marcy.”
Shocked, Marcy looked towards it. It was pointing at itself. She couldn’t help but laugh at the misunderstanding.
“No, no,” She chuckled. “You ANN.” She grabbed it’s hand and pointed the appendage to it. “ANN.” She pointed the appendage to herself. “Marcy.” She let go.
Staring at it’s arm with fascination, it then copied that. It pointed to it’s creator. “Marcy.” And then to itself. “Anne.”
She was surprised that it had changed an Abbreviation to it’s pronunciation, but chuckled at it anyway. “Yeah, sure. Anne.”
From that day on, she would go into the garage after school, teaching Anne different things. How to speak, how to write, but the whole time Anne would remain firmly planted on her chair. Until…
“Query- How move?” Anne asked. It had recently gotten the hang of asking questions, much to the pleasure of Marcy.
“You mean walk?” She asked. “I push legs.”
Suddenly Anne sprung out of her seat, falling to the floor.
“Pushed legs. Why not work?”
Marcy laughed. “Come on. I’ll show you how.”
She lifted Anne up, getting her balanced on both legs. She guided her creation on how to remain balanced. After a bit of trial and error they managed to remain upright and standing.
“Now, you just have to fall and catch yourself.”
Anne nodded, and landed face first on the floor. Her expression remained vacant as always.
“No, you have to catch yourself, silly.”
Anne pointed at herself. “Confirmation- me silly?”
Marcy Grinned. “Yes, you are silly. But it was a joke.”
“Query-Joke?”
Marcy then pondered how to explain what a joke was for 10 minutes straight.
One day she came into the garage to see Anne was walking!
“Anne! You’re doing it!”
Anne looked at her. “pushed legs. Success.” And for the first time, Anne’s face changed from her permanently vacant expression to a small smile. Wether it was simply her copying Marcy didn’t matter, to Marcy this was her biggest success.
She ran over and hugged Anne as much as she could. When she let go Anne fell over, making sounds of pain.
“Oh no! Anne, are you okay?”
Within seconds, Anne had gotten up, having not been harmed at all- after all, how would she have felt pain? Her vacant expression having returned, she stared at marcy.
“Joke successful.”
Marcy was teaching Anne how to speak better- she had gotten the hang of it a little more but was still struggling- it was astounding how quick Anne was learning! She was only a month or so old.
“Query?”
Marcy looked up from her notepad. Ever since learning that different forms of questions exist, she had been using ‘query’ and ‘confirm’ at the beginning of them. It was a cute little quirk.
“Yeah?”
Anne continued. “What is out?” She pointed to the door.
Marcy then made the realisation that she hadn’t let Anne see anything except the garage- she wasn’t sure how her parents would take her having made practically a child out of a robot she found. Now that she thought about it, why was she doing this? I mean, it was a little late to back out.
‘I guess I’m a parent now,’ she thought. She grabbed Anne by the hand.
“C’mon, I’ll show you.”
okay, so recently I thought of an Android AU for Amphibia and I’m busy right now so I can’t write a full fanfic. However when I’m less busy I have a lot of plans, so consider this an introduction. And yes, Amphibia will happen in this AU. And Sasha exists, yes.
I want to continue this but don’t count on it being anytime soon.
hope you enjoyed!