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clicks, as if some of his gears had been stripped. He finally said, “This is my friend, Robbie.”
    For the first time since entering the galley, Liberty focused her attention on Mender’s robot. Next to Boy’s shiny metal and beautiful glass head, complete with metallic eyes, Robbie was an awkward piece of junk. She had actually seen objects in the Forsaken Land in better condition, but in an odd way, the little guy was sort of endearing. The way his legs were connected to his body meant he didn’t stand straight but leaned off to one side, as though any minute he could fall over. Not knowing what else to do, she patted the top of his head before joining Mender.
    Liberty sat the jar of honey on the table and swallowed back a laugh. Out of the blue, the entire situation struck her as totally bizarre. She found it impossible to believe she was actually sharing her honey with a pirate, and that two robots now stood on the other side of the galley, trying to figure out what use a fork could be put to.

Chapter Six
    The wrench slipped and caught Liberty’s thumb between the friction plate and rollers. “Damn. Damn. Damn.”
    While she ranted, Robbie turned to Boy. “I don’t think that word means what she thinks it does.” His voice matched the rest of him, squeaky.
    If her thumb hadn’t hurt so much, she might have laughed.
    Boy inched closer to Liberty and Robbie followed. “She has created her own word usage where each one has its own meaning,” Boy told him.
    Robbie eyed Liberty before asking, “Which ones?”
    “She says damn when she’s frustrated. Damn it whenever she drops something. Shit if she stubs her toe. Holy shit if something goes horribly wrong. Hell fire and matches whenever I do something horribly wrong and damnation when everything goes wrong. And we never ever want to hear her say bloody hell . That means Airus is either going to blow up or fall out of the sky.” He lowered his voice. “And the best part is that with each curse word, poison darts shoots out of her mouth.”
    In unison, both robots turned to stare at her mouth.
    Liberty sighed. “How many times have I told you? The words don’t really cause actual poisoned darts to come out of my mouth. They’re just imaginary ones.” When both robots continued to stare, Liberty huffed and threw the wrench back into the toolbox. She turned and glared when Mender dared to laugh.
    Her glare did little to stop him, though. “It’s not my fault. You’re the one who told Boy that. He’s never going to understand that the poison darts are all just pretend.”
    It really hadn’t been that long ago when her life had been peaceful. Her first mistake had been to let that damn robot follow her onboard the airship. “It seemed like a good way of explaining why I cuss so much.”
    Mender leaned on the stern rail and grinned. “I’m surprised Robbie and Boy haven’t taken up your bad habit, you do it so much.”
    She scowled at him before picking up the toolbox. “I don’t cuss all the time.” She tried to block out the sound of his laughter, and might have done so if she hadn’t tripped and filled the air with another string of swearwords. That only made him laugh even harder and had the robots following close on her heels, trying to get a good look at her mouth. She finally turned and shouted. “Damn it to hell! There are no poison darts coming out of my mouth!”
    Boy blinked. “A new one to keep track of.”
    That set Mender off into another fit of laughter. To get away from them all, Liberty stomped off to the galley for an apple. She had half a mind to bring it back out and eat it right in front of Mender, just for spite.
    Once there, not only did Liberty grab an apple but she cut off a couple slices of cheese. On her way to the table, she grabbed a slice of the wheat bread Mender had brought over that morning. Even though the man was annoying as hell, she was going to miss him when he left. She and her father had always been loners