Sidekick the cleaner

  “Close your eyes,” Sidekick said.

  Cole did as requested, and Sidekick began to spray him. It smelled minty and vaguely like a hospital.

  “Turn around,” Sidekick ordered.

  Cole complied and the spraying continued. After some focused showering of his legs and boots, the spraying stopped. Cole stood dripping.

  “I guess I was already pretty wet,” he said. “I smell better. Kind of like toothpaste, but better.”

  “I masquerade as a cleaning bot,” Sidekick reminded him. “I need a few actual cleansing tools. That wash should also kill the germs on you.”

Chapter 17