There was an organized chaos scattered about the room; tools haphazardly laying in seemingly random places and iron pieces of different shapes and sizes were scattered about. Samantha always focused more on her work than her workroom, but she always seemed to know where everything was. Samantha nodded to herself again. She wanted to take Amelie outside now, but she knew she had to teach her more about the outside world.
Amelie suddenly reached for a hammer with what could only be called a laugh.
Brandishing the tool, she turned to Samantha. "What is this one, Samantha?" she asked.
"This is a hammer." She pointed to the head, which was slightly chipped.
"I use it to help form metal."
"Mmme. Tal," she tried. "That's new." Her head turned to face Samantha. "I am new. Welcome to me," she told her creator.
"Welcome to my workroom, Amelie." Samantha smiled, wrapping her hands around Amelie's.
With a startled expression Amelie looked down at their conjoined hands, before gently taking hold of Samantha's. "Thank you," she said softly.
Samantha grinned happily. Amelie was running smoothly, and she was learning too. Samantha was glad; Amelie might even be able to go outside.
"What do we do now?" Amelie questioned brightly, letting go of the woman and starting to turn on the spot.
Samantha smiled, hands folded in front of her.
"I'm going to teach you how to be human."
Amelie went still. Her head turned on its own all the way to the back of her body and fixed on Samantha. "Human?"
Samantha cringed a little.
"Yes, and your first lesson is don't turn your head all the way." She giggled, then sighed quietly. This was going to be interesting…
Amelie twisted her body to match, and nodded. "Understand."
She was suddenly caught by surprise by Samantha's giggle, and imitated her.
Samantha was only slightly creeped out.
"Very good," she commented.
Amelie stepped closer: she was getting a negative emotion off of Samantha.
"I'm sorry," she apologised while trying to place and fix said emotion.
"No, don't be. There is nothing to be sorry for!" Samantha smiled, showing Amelia everything was alright.
Amelie nodded; presently her gaze landed on a window, and her mechanical jaw dropped open. "What is that?" she breathed.
Samantha glanced at were Amelie was looking, then quickly huried over to the window and closed it.
"We will come to this, Amelie, but not yet." She turned back.
Amelie walked backwards, stopping an inch away from the workable. "Understand. So what do we do?"
Samantha walked over to a shelf, pulling a book down. It looked hand made, with notes scribble every where.
"We start learning."
Amelie nodded and sat on a stool nearby. "What is that?" she asked, pointing to the book; she quickly tucked her hand away though, remembering it was rude to point.
"This is a book on how to be human." Samantha chuckled to herself.
"My mother and I wrote it when I was younger."
Amelie rifled through the pages, scanning the pages as she went. "I like it a lot," she said after a while.
Samantha smiled, turning to Amelie. She had been trying to bring a bit more order to the workroom.
"That's good! Is it helpful?"
"It's interestingful!" No, wrong. "It's… very interesting."
"Very good," Samantha noted.
"You're learning quickly."
"So I am." She went to the next page, devouring every fact this book was feeding her. An easy half an hour later she'd finished, and set it on a nearby desk. "Thank you for the book, Samantha."
"Your welcome." Samantha had finished tidying up, and walked over to Amelie.
((oh my god I'm so sorry, my exams are doing me in))
"What now?" she asked Samantha, following her with her stare.
(You're perfectly fine!)
Samantha glanced at the window.
"Well, it's getting dark out. We should rest for the night."
(haa thank you :)
Amelie considered this. "Alright." And with that she sat on the floor, her legs crossing with a loud clack.