Theoretically, Michael had been familiar with animatronics for a long time, perhaps since childhood, when his father had just started designing them with his friend. He saw everything and heard every swear word during an unsuccessful attempt to launch the animatronic, because he loved his father very much then, and followed him around.
Looking ahead, he probably never regretted having a younger sister and then a brother. They annoyed him at times, because then Mike became a teenager, while his younger ones were just growing up as children. Their interests did not converge at all in any of the spheres, and none of them understood each other, and, apparently, did not really strive.
But now, many years later, when he was the only one who was theoretically alive, he even missed those times.
However, the job hadn't been waiting for years, so now he had to pack up quickly and head to work. And soon he was entering the office, turning on the electricity.
As every night before, the phone soon rang, because now there was no one to take notes.
The familiar voice of the guy on the phone, it seems, advised him on the main parts and told him about the new noticed details, which animatronics were worth fixing...
And then we started talking about a new, very recently imported robot, but not functioning correctly, due to which we had to go and see if any of its parts and microcircuits were damaged.
"The new animatronic, right?..."
After all, they had different species. The answer to Mike was a brief "you'll find out for yourself."
"I see. Got it, thanks."
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