"The New Rebellion (Kristine Rusch)" - читать интересную книгу автора (Rusch Kristine Kathryn)only because we like him." "I wasn't planning to get rid of him," Winter said.
She brushed a strand of her snow-white hair away from her face. "And neither were your parents." "I was ordered specifically for this nursery," the nanny droid said. "I am TD-L3.5, and I am here to replace C-3PO according to instruction code Bantha Four Five Six." "Bantha?" Winter asked. "That's not a family code." "It's not my fault!" Anakin yelled from the other room. "I don't think he liked it when you decided he was too old for The Little Lost Bantha Cub," Jacen whispered to 3PO. "Really," 3PO said. "That story outlived its usefulness years ago. Why, just last week, I heard Master Solo express relief that none of you children wanted to hear it anymore." "3PO," Winter said, caution in her voice. She stepped beside him. "Forgive us, TD-L3.5. Apparently one of us was exploring areas of the shopping net that he wasn't supposed to." "All the more reason for proper supervision," the nanny droid said. "Under my charge, children behave with the utmost decorum. An outdated protocol model like the one you have guarding the children obviously cannot control them. You need experience- " "Yes, you do." Winter crossed her arms over her chest. "Have you ever reared Force-sensitive children before?" "Children are children," the nanny droid said. "No matter what their special talents. In my experience, oversensitivity can be related to a lack of discipline-" "I thought you hadn't," Winter said. "3PO has done well with the singular challenges these children have presented him. All in all, I believe a nanny droid would be a disaster, both for the children, and for the adults." "Are you dismissing me?" the nanny droid asked. "You were ordered here by a child," Winter said. "That was someone else!" Anakin yelled from inside the room. "Anakin, no sense lying about it. The code gave you away. And now we can't use it anymore." "I should say not," 3PO said. "Imagine children with access to the shopping nets. What will they think of next?" "Something equally outrageous," Winter said, her gaze still on the nanny droid. The droid hadn't moved. "TD-L3.5, you have no place here. I am dismissing you." "Forgive me, Mistress," the nanny droid said. "I do believe you're making a mistake." "How exceptionally rude," 3PO said. "Mistress Winter has charge of these children-" "I'll handle it, 3PO." Winter was smiling now. "I will make note of your complaint," she said to the nanny droid. "It will go into the file." The nanny droid made a soft sound of disgust. Then her body swiveled, and she rolled out of the anteroom, the door sliding shut behind her. "File?" 3PO asked. "I didn't know you kept files." "I don't," Winter said. "What were you thinking?" Jacen asked, his voice carrying through the open door. "The holo was pretty," Anakin said. Winter smiled at 3PO, then started for the nursery to settle the building dispute. "Anakin's life was once saved by a nanny droid, you know. He might have been simply wishing for the security of his babyhood." "I am not-" Anakin started and then stopped as if his voice caught in his throat. 3PO hurried into the nursery. Anakin's face had gone white. "What is it?" Winter asked. Jacen and Jaina had frozen in place. Their eyes widened, and then, in |
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