Brotherhood

Umbra

Umbra rubbed his hands together to try and warm them as he walked. The snow crunched under his boots and his breath showed in the air, which smelled heavy of frost and decay.

“How come Lumir is living it up on the warmest side of the planet while I’m freezing off my toes!” He remarked. Behind him snowflakes blew every which way. After a bit of wandering, being lost, and just walking in one direction he reached a house. The house was tall and made of dark wood with a purple roof. It had a garden which was overflowing with snow. Slowly Umbra gravitated toward it. When he finally crossed the lawn to the door he paused. He heard crunching in the snow behind him. It was a small rusty gold janitor-bot. The letters on the side were peeling but readable.

“Hello, little fella…” Umbra almost cooed. The bot looked at him before moving forward, its tires whirring. Umbra looked at the trash bot and then the house before deciding something.

“You’re coming with me.” He said matter-of-factly before picking the bot up and going inside the house, pushing the door closed behind him. Inside the house’s living room were several plush chairs, a small coffee table, a fireplace, and carpeted floors.

“Hmm… comfortable” Umbra muttered, sitting on a brown chair filled with holes. Then he heard a beeping coming from behind him. Looking back, he saw the janitor-bot running into a wall, its boxy body visibly vibrating at every bump. Umbra inched toward it when he heard the familiar sound of a snowstorm starting.