What was supposed to be a tech convention had seamlessly transformed into a live medical consultation.
Even though Pineapple was a machine, she simulated distinct human emotions while interacting with the crowd.
One second she was overwhelmingly patient, the next she was sassy and arrogant.
But her best trait was that no matter how bizarre or obscure the questions thrown at her were, she never backed down.
If they asked, she answered. Her database was terrifyingly vast.
To the crowd's utter delight, Pineapple's physical dexterity was just as jaw-dropping as her linguistic talent.
Despite her petite, adorable exterior, she casually scooped up a two-hundred-pound man into a flawless princess carry.
And it wasn't just raw power—her movements were incredibly smooth and gentle.
The man she was holding yelled in disbelief, "I never thought I'd get princess-carried in my entire life!"
Pineapple paraded him around the stage for two laps before carefully setting him back down on his feet.
"As a NannyBot, patient transport is literally my primary function."
"And trust me, lifting is just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to my skillset..."
The host suddenly realized a crucial detail.
"Pineapple, you mentioned earlier that your original designation was W? Can you explain why?"
Pineapple sighed dramatically. "Because, tragically, following the sequence of the alphabet, I was placed at the terrible letter W."
The host's eyes widened in shock.
"Does that mean your developer has successfully created all the preceding models before you?"
Pineapple's voice swelled with absolute pride.
"Obviously."
The crowd's heads snapped toward Maeve.
Both Pineapple and the Dream Helmet had already shattered their perception of reality.
Were the other unseen projects in her arsenal just failures, or were they even more terrifyingly advanced?
Just as Pineapple opened her mouth to leak more classified intel, Maeve tapped her phone screen, ruthlessly hitting the kill switch.
The endlessly chattering robot was instantly forced into a hard shutdown, her mouth snapping shut.
She froze in a perfectly upright posture, completely silent and motionless.

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