“Ordering rice cakes.”
Bubbles’ face feathers drooped. “I think you misunderstood me, Smart Thing. I said pizza.”
“You said pizza, but the perch said rice cakes.”
“I’m not fat! Mommy says I’m plush and pretty!”
“You are a plush little piggy!”
Bubbles fluffed up. “I’m not a piggy!”
“Your rice cakes will arrive in approximately five minutes by Dumb Drone. Oink oink!”
Bubbles growled as she dove headlong into the drone, rolling across the floor in a blur of smoke, wires, electronic parts, and blue feathers.
“Oh boy, they’re here!” Zack said, his feet tapping across the entry way from the desk in the next room where he had been playing on daddy’s laptop.
“Not rice cakes!” Bubbles said, looking up from the tangle of feathers and now-demolished parts from Smart Thing, which was still squeaking out a weak “oink oink.”
“She’s in here,” Zack said softly.
Toes clacked through the entry way. Bubbles shook off the wires as her Twitter pals rounded the corner.
“Surprise pizza party!” they shouted.
“Really?” Bubbles asked. “No rice cakes?”
“No rice cakes,” Morty said. “Zack told us you got a defective Smart Thing, so we thought we’d come over for a pizza party to dismantle it.”
“It looks like you beat us to it,” Keito said. “What happened?”
“It looks like Bubbles turned Smart Thing in to spare parts for the BOOM!” Jinx said.
Bubbles drooped. “She said I’m fat.”
Zack cackled. “She said I had bad tastes yesterday. I asked her to stream scifi movies, and you know what she did? She froze the remote on the Hallmark channel for three hours."
“We don’t have the Hallmark channel,” Bubbles said.
Zack’s eyes widened. “I know. That's why I screamed so much last night. I think she’s demon possessed."
"Zack told us about that," Morty said, "so we decided to have a Surprise Friday Pizza Party!"
“Hi mates, sorry I’m late,” Jack said. “My drone had to fly around a hurricane. Say, did you know there are 5 bags of rice cakes on the porch?”
“Feed them to the wild birds,” Jinx said. “We have a Friday Pizza Party and Smart Thing Demolition going on.”
“Maybe I need to be on a diet?” Bubbles asked, staring at her tummy.
“Absolutely not!” Keito pecked Smart Thing fiercly, silencing the weakening ‘ooooooooiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnkkkkkkk.’
“Mommy’s right,” Zack patted Bubbles on the back. “You are plush and pretty.”
“Thanks everybody!” Bubbles said.
“Come on, let’s eat this pizza and breadsticks before the outside birds start a revolution on the back deck,” Jinx said. “There are some doves and cardinals out there giving us the stink eye through the window already. I think they know we’re eating better than they are again.”
They cheered as they dug into their treasures, leaving Smart Thing smoldering in the corner.