Parker and Rob: Everything's Better Together

This story is in a series called the Origins of Alphapolis. I made this series to give lore to the characters from its original series: Alphapolis.

• Fantasy
• Fiction
• Series
• Short story
• Children

								
This is the story about how Parker got a brother, but not in the way you think. Parker was the only child from the Robinson-Patricia family. Some children believe being an only child is awesome, but not Parker. Parker was five years old, and a young, happy child he was, but unlike everyone else, he liked to prank people… a lot. One time, when Christmas was near, Parker found one of his friends, Xeno, walking through the park, a ball of whipped cream splat on her face followed by howling laughter from Parker. She looked down only to see an X. Like any prank he did, though, he would help the pranked friend clean up from his whipped-cream cannonball.

He loved to prank his friends, but it wouldn’t fill the hole inside him. He was lonely in his house. He couldn’t prank his parents. That would be disrespectful, and they’re too old. He couldn’t prank his pet parrot, either. He wanted someone his age and very close to him in his family to prank, so on Christmas day, Parker wrote on his list, “a brother.” It was said that whatever was written on your list, the light from above would give to you… if you were nice. He also wrote two other things. “a toy robot,” and, “three more cans of whipped cream.” Typical Parker. He then brushed his teeth and went to bed. A few hours later, the shining light arrived, retrieving Parker’s list from his front porch. When it read the first item, it moped, disappointed that it couldn’t give Parker his first wish, but it had an idea; it would need the second wish to accomplish it.

The first birds awake started to chirp. Christmas morning is here! Parker jumped out of bed and ran to his parents’ bedroom. “It’s Krimas, it’s Krimas!” he shouted while jumping on the bed. “What a Christmas alarm,” Patricia - Parker’s mom - thought. He then dashed to the front porch, where he left his list. It was still there, with three cans of whipped cream, and a toy robot his height! “Awesome!” Parker said. He then grabbed his list. There was a checkmark on “a toy robot,” and, “three cans of whipped cream,” but no checkmark on “a brother.” His smile flipped seeing that his first wish was never granted. He never went outside that day. None of his daily pranks, annual friend visits, or anything else happened that day. 

A week later, it was New Year's Day and everybody was outside. Parker didn’t attend the fireworks show. His heart was too blue to leave his room. While watching the fireworks from his window, he thought of something that could make him a little happier than his current emotional state. He decided to open the toy robot. It was cool to play with. It had a remote control, a speaker box, and glossy eyes. Parker played with it a little. He showed it his whipped cream collection, and he could make it do a little dance, but still disappointed that his first Christmas wish never came true, he said aloud but quietly, “I wish you were my brother.” He then saw the time, it was 10:00 PM. Time to go to bed. He carried himself outside his room, brushed his teeth, made his bed, and hit the hay. Not even deep sadness could interrupt his bedtime routine, but because he was fast asleep, he said to the robot, “Goodnight, robot. We’ll play again tomorrow.”

It was midnight. The shining light visited Parker once again to fulfill its promise. After searching his room, it found his robot, the second wish. The shining light created a yellow orb and sent it to the robot. The yellow orb zapped and zoomed around it, wondering what it was and where it was going to enter. It then looked through the robot’s chest, filled with only gears and oil. The orb found its purpose for the robot, and where its entry was. In the blink of an eye, it dashed to its entry and became a heart for the machine. All the gears and oil in the area were replaced with one beating machine. Suddenly, the robot opened its eyes. It got up from the corner Parker placed it in and examined the room. It then looked at Parker. A strong connection filled the room. It was almost as if the robot was with Parker his whole life! A voice then echoed from Parker’s mind to its ear, “I wish you were my brother, Rob.” Starting tomorrow, the robot, now named Rob, would do his absolute best to be Parker’s best brother ever.

The sun had risen. Parker hoped the birds chirping would make him feel better, but all that was heard was a raccoon knocking on his window. What a great way to start the morning. He went to the bathroom and looked in the toothbrush cup. His brush wasn’t there. Before he went downstairs to get a new one, Rob handed him his toothbrush, “Here you go.” “Thank you, robot,” Parker replied. He then thought of his words. “A living robot?!” Both Parker and Rob stepped back from each other. They then started to do gestures: head-scratching, looking at the other from top to bottom, pat-a-cake, but what was extraordinary was that they were doing it at the same time. How odd!
Parker then realized what was happening. His wish from last night came true, and that robot, no matter how much metal he was made of, was his brother. He dashed to Rob and gave him the biggest hug like no other. Rob was originally just a robot with no conscience, and his actions depended on a remote control, but now he was loved by the boy he was destined to be the greatest brother to. This brightened his insides so much that he started to glow, so he hugged his new brother back. Since then the duo has grown together, played together, and most importantly, pranked together. What a wonderful ending for Parker and Rob.
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