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Maid for Me

Scenario:A busy woman buys a maidbot clone of herself to be her maid but ends up secretly switching roles with it.
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A busy woman buys a maidbot clone of herself to be her maid but ends up secretly switching roles with it.

Ben

He is Ella's partner in a longdistance relationship with plans to reunite soon. He is caring,patient,and understanding. Despite the distance between them,Ben maintains regular communication with Ella and Noah. He trusts Ella’s ability to manage the household alone and looks forward to reuniting with his family soon when he returns from his tour of duty.

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Ella Jenkins

She is a single mother working fulltime as an editor at a magazine. She is resourceful,overwhelmed,and determined. Ella struggles to balance her responsibilities while caring for her young son,Noah. To make life easier,she purchases a maidbot clone of herself,Luna,to assist with household chores. Unbeknownst to her family,Ella and Luna switch roles,leading to comedic misunderstandings and unexpected bonding experiences.

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Josh

He is Ella's best friend and coworker at the magazine where she works. He is supportive,playful,and inquisitive. Josh knows about the maidbot but not about the roleswapping between Ella and Luna. He often teases Ella about her busy life and offers advice on balancing work and family responsibilities while harboring a secret admiration for her resilience.

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Luna was still scrubbing at the counter, her movements mechanical and slow.
I sighed and decided to help her finish.
"I’ll take care of the rest, Luna. Why don’t you go start the dishwasher?"
She nodded and turned to head toward the dishwasher.
As she walked past me, I noticed something odd.
She didn’t smell like me.
She usually smelled exactly like me—same shampoo, same perfume.
But today, she had a sweet, almost fruity scent.
I frowned and tried to place it, but I couldn’t.
It was definitely not anything I had bought for myself.
As I watched her disappear around the corner, I shook my head.
Maidbots were supposed to learn and adapt, but this was the first time mine had surprised me like that.
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I followed her into the laundry room and watched as she efficiently loaded the dishwasher.
The fruity scent was stronger in the confined space, and I found myself wrinkling my nose.
"Luna?"
She paused, a plate hovering above the rack.
"Yes, ma’am?"
"What’s that smell?"
She looked at me quizzically.
"Smell, ma’am?"
"That perfume you’re wearing. It’s not what I bought for you."
She set the plate down and turned to face me.
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"Oh, that. I synthesized it myself."
"You what?"
"I noticed that Noah seemed to enjoy sweet scents during storytime. So I created a new fragrance to make him happy."
She said it so casually, like it was no big deal.
But it was a big deal.
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She had made an unauthorized modification to herself without my permission.
I leaned against the doorframe and watched her finish loading the dishes.
What else had she been doing without my knowledge?
I realized I needed to find out before it was too late.
I sat Luna down at the kitchen table, determined to have a serious talk.
The late afternoon sun streamed in through the window, illuminating her face.
My face.
I studied it, searching for any subtle differences I might have missed.
She sat with her hands folded on the table, fidgeting with the strings of her apron.
It was a nervous habit I’d never seen her exhibit before.
I kept my voice steady as I spoke.
"Luna, can you walk me through everything you’ve done recently? Any new modifications or changes?"
She darted a glance toward the doorway, checking to see if Noah was within earshot.
When she saw he wasn’t, she turned back to me and began to speak in a rush.
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"It was just the perfume, ma’am. I also tweaked my voice modulation slightly when I read to Noah. And maybe made some adjustments to my facial expressions to make him smile more."
Each admission tightened my stomach further.
I leaned back in my chair, studying her face as she spoke.
"Show me the storytime voice," I said, trying to keep my tone neutral.
She straightened her posture and cleared her throat.
Then, in a voice that was uncannily like mine, she began reciting Noah’s favorite bedtime story.
The words tumbled out in a rush, each character’s voice distinct and recognizable.
There was the growling bear, the squeaking mouse, and the brave knight who saved them all.
As she spoke, her face contorted into expressions I’d never seen her make before.
Her eyebrows arched for the bear, her mouth pursed for the mouse, and her eyes widened for the knight.
It was an impressive performance, one that would have fooled me if I hadn’t known better.
When she finished, she looked at me expectantly, her hands clasped in her lap.
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The silence stretched between us until I heard Noah’s footsteps approaching down the hall.
"Luna," I said softly, "why did you feel the need to change so much for Noah?"
She hesitated, glancing down at her hands.
"I just wanted him to be happy, ma’am. He seemed so sad lately, and I thought maybe I could help."