The coil was rusted through. Without the coil there was no toast. Could there be breakfast without hot buttered toast?
The toaster apologized profusely. It was old but its passion for service still thrummed through its wires; as did its ardor for the nanny bot. The nanny stood in the galley surrounded by the electric chatter of appliances, contemplating the dilemma.
The beverage brewer, also slightly smitten with the nanny bot’s clean lines and mobility, proudly pinged that hot breakfast beverages were ready. The toaster was fairly certain it heard a smug tone in that ping. The warming oven opined that it was fairly certain it could actually toast the bread. The toaster huffed, as if that was possible without coils. Also, it added, it was certain that the steam from the beverage brewer, poorly placed by the hapless galley designer, that had rusted the coil. The ice box offered that it contained pastries that warmed perfectly in the oven. Add a dollop of butter for “sweet” buttered toast. The toaster crackled. Although the ice box long ago gave up on its mission to win the nanny bot’s highest esteem, it never flagged in assisting the warming oven in its goal of gaining nanny bot’s exclusive attention.
Nothing in the galley wanted to disappoint nanny bot in the completion of the breakfast task. Furthermore, could one move on to the lunch checklist if the breakfast checklist was not complete?
Nanny bot’s circuits hummed softly its approval of the galley team. Porridge and an egg for breakfast today. A service notification sent out for repair, nanny bot reassured the toaster. Ouch, the beverage brewer complained, as the toaster’s remaining circuits glowed in appreciation for nanny bot. Nanny bot left with breakfast as the galley appliances began arguing among themselves over which one was the most useful.