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I had been working at this absolute hellhole for a week now and I was sick of it. Sick of being chased by evil homicidal robots. It was time for a change.
I growled as I sat in my home on 5th Avenue.
There had to be something that I could do to deter them.
Which was how I got my idea.
Maybe. Just maybe I had to stop playing by their rules and start playing by my own.
I smiled.
It was time for Mike Schmidt to become the adult of the situation.
Since clearly nobody else was going to do it.
There was one issue though.
How the hell was I going to adult the situation?
I wasn't sadistic bastards like them.
Wait.
That was it!
I would be nice.
I would be authoritative.
I would become fucking robodad.
I chuckled before going to bed.
It was the perfect revenge and I was sure that the robots would hate it.