Kimberly the Knife Nandroid

>Frankie had been invited along with her owner to his friend's house, to interact with his own Nandroid; Kimberly
>Kimberly seemed oddly defensive, but Frankie's charm and upbeat attitude was slowly wearing Kimberly's guard down.
>The two were currently in the kitchen, preparing dessert for their master's meal.
>"Oh dear, I can't seem to find any clean knives!" Frankie said, staring at the large cake in-front of the pair.
>"I suppose we could wash one up"
>She looks at a large pile of unwashed cutlery in the sink, piled high as two Nandroids
>"But that might take too long!"
>Looking at the cake, then back to Frankie, Kimberly turned to face the more pristine Nandroid
>"Why don't you take another look for a knife, I'm sure Sir keeps some in that drawer over there."
>As Frankie turned and walked over to the lower drawer, Kimberly quickly deployed a long razer from her fore-arm.
>Normally using her weapons for a domestic task like this would be frowned upon, as it could dull her edge when she needed it for a fight.
>"But it beats having to do the washing up" she thought, as she brought the blade down onto the cake, quickly cutting it into equal slices.
>Realising she needed a cover for how she cut it, she picked up a spoon, tossing it into the sink with a loud splash, alerting Frankie.
>"I found a knife!" Kimberly said loudly, gesturing at the now cut-apart cake.
>"Oh how wonderful" Frankie replied, shutting the drawer before returning to the counter-top.
>"Now, where's the serving spoon?