RoboHen Gets a Haircut

On a sunny afternoon, RoboHen was repairing the 101 Things Machine outside in the yard when his mom came up to him with a no-nonsense look on her face. He barely glanced her way and kept fidgeting with the top widget. "Careful, careful," he muttered to himself as he adjusted the marble whatsit.

"RoboHen!" his mom interrupted. "How can you just carry on when I am clearly standing here waiting for you to notice me?"

"Beware!" said RoboHen. "It is dangerous to interrupt a boy and his tinkering."

But he finally looked up at his mom waiting for him in the garden and gave her his attention. Sometimes one must also beware of impatient parents.

RoboHen's mom guided him past the fairy knoll and toward the TurboJet, which is a fancy kind of airplane. RoboHen was not aware of their destination. He waited, fairly impatiently, for his mom to declare herself. Finally, she said, "We are going to the barber."

So off they flew, over the dairy and the market. RoboHen was in despair. He raked his claws over the TurboJet's carpet in frustration. "I don't want to go see RoboLion the Barber!" he wailed.

"I beg your pardon!" replied his mom. "What kind of a mother do you take me for? I would not take you to a bad-guy barber! I can hardly believe you thought I would do such a thing! We are going to visit his partner instead - RoboBadger."

And in fact, all of RoboHen's fears were unfounded. RoboBadger compared very favorably to his old favorite barber, RoboKitten, and on the way home his mom let them stop by the farmer's market just in time to purchase strawberries from the latest harvest. And all was well.