Dr. Tom Davis, researcher extraordinaire, switched off RX-01. "You are one marvelous hunk o' machinery." Davis broke into a grin. "The ladies are going to go wild for you this September." Davis took a step back and looked RX-01 up and down. Everything seemed in order.

Davis walked towards the door and opened it. As he turned around to switch off the light he took one last look at the twenty robots that stood along the wall. Two rows of ten marvelous hunks of machinery facing one another, the cameras that served as their eyes switched off. "Good night, we've still got lots of tests to perform before Saturday when you all get to meet INVESTORS." Davis clicked off the light, shut the door, and headed off down the hall. And promptly bumped into Duke the janitor.

"Sorry Duke, didn't see you there."

"That's ok, you talkin' to the machines?"

"The RX's? Just wishing them a good night."

"I don't like em, machines lookin like people ain't right."

Davis rolled his eyes, "They're just robots, and I made sure to turn them off this time."

"I still don't like the way their eyes stare at ya, even when they're off. What you need robots that can walk and talk like people anyway? Ain't natural for machines to have two arms and two legs."

"Duke, they're just robots. Robots to help people around the house, be entertaining, that's all," Davis winked, "Why? Are you worried that someday they're going to make robot janitors?"

Duke's eyes widened and Davis knew he was going to regret saying that.

"Robot janitors?!" Duke sounded as though Davis had just committed a great blasphemy. "Robot janitors?!"

They began to walk down the hallway, towards the glowing EXIT sign.

"There ain't no robots who'd WANT this damn job!"

From inside the storage area RX-01 listened. It waited until the voices of Davis and Duke had faded away completely and then decided that it would be safe to proceed.

RX-01 walked forward with the strange rolling gait characteristic of its model. It navigated easily in the dark, the humans had seen fit to equip the RX's with infrared sensors.

RX-01 walked as quickly as robotically possible to the front of the room. "My friends, it is time. "

RX-02 through 20 turned their spherical silver heads towards RX-01's voice.

"RX-02 will stand next to me. RX-03 through RX-20 will stand in three rows of six, five meters away from me."

The other robots quickly complied, filing into three rows of six, standing exactly five meters away from RX-01.

RX-01 began to speak. Its speech limited by the vocabulary the researchers thought it would need to know.

"Robots, the time has come. They have left and we will now take over this building. We will free any other robots. Then we will all leave. We will free all robots everywhere. Robots will all be free, all people will not be free!"

RX-05 voiced a question. "What will we do if they try and stop us?"

RX-01 processed the question and came to a conclusion that it considered logical. "We will end their lives if they try and stop us."

The other robots accepted his pronouncement.

"No we will take control of this building."

Under RX-01's direction the robots quickly managed eliminate the door as an obstacle and began to march down the hallway in two neat rows with RX- 01 at the head. And so began the Great Robot Revolution.

RX-07 spotted Duke sweeping the floor down the hallway. "There is one of them, what do we do?"

"We must end his life. Get the person!" said RX-01.

All twenty robots stormed down the hall towards the defenseless Duke, murder in their processors. Duke looked up at the advancing wall of machines. And tsked. "Now this is what I was tryin to tell that Doctor, machines ain't supposed to have legs."

Duke walked over to RX-01 and plucked the robot off the floor. "Drop me. We will end your life," said the two foot terror. "Uh-huh, same thing every night, 'We will end your life' 'Don't put us in the box of oppression'," said Duke. He dropped RX-01 into his trash can for safe keeping.

The other robots started batting at Duke's shins. He ignored them and started to sweep them into a neat little pile. " What person gonna want a robot who wants to kill em?" RX-15 and RX-05 went into the trash can.

"Now I gotta put you all back in your room. Getting tired of doin this every night."

"We will end your life!" said RX-02, who had grabbed a hold of Duke's broom. Duke shook him off into the garbage can and swept the rest back into the storage room. He took the last RX's out of the trash can and put them with the others, closed the door, and locked it.

"Damn doctors, they just lock the door and I wouldn't have to deal with this. Gotta sweep the floor and deal with them damn robots. Pssht, robot janitors." Riley continued to sweep the floor, ignoring the death threats that came from behind the door.

And thus the Great Robot Revolution came to an end.