Cycle 47 - Summer, Day 2, Personal Daily Notes:
I did not need to ask Fiddlesticks how she would voluntarily self-report her mood for the day. She was in a much better mental state! Courier Lightning Dust arrived to drop off the first shipment of the season, and Lightning Dust’s delayed arrival has confirmed that her presence is what consistently improves Fiddlesticks’ mood. When I asked Fiddlesticks if I should report this positive trend to Solar Corporation, she declined immediately and far more vocally than her usual responses. I do not understand why. It is my duty to ensure that my long-term supervisor is happy.
It is… not within my parameters to take action without authorization in order to help her maintain this state. I wonder if this was an oversight on Solar Corporation’s part, or if this was for some reason intentional. I did not ask Fiddlesticks about this. She was too busy tidying up her office, and past attempts have indicated that this is an unwise time to ask her many questions about the nature of my existence and what qualifies as my duty.
Courier Lightning Dust has cut her mane once again. It sticks up short and straight this cycle. Fiddlesticks told her when she entered the airlock that it would be a delightful challenge to see if the sprinklers could flatten it once again, to which Lightning Dust replied that she had solidified it with cement for this exact purpose. They embraced, something Fiddlesticks does not do with the other seasonal couriers. She then assisted Lightning Dust with unloading the seedlings and fresh soil, and they went to Lightning Dust’s ship to unload rations.
They were gone for longer than it took them to unload the seedlings and heavier bags of soil. In that time, I powered on the gardening bots and gave them directions to the newest supplies. Their default protocols were sufficient to begin refreshing and exchanging our current soil to ensure the proper balance of microbes and nutrients, and planting the seedlings within it. This cycle, Solar Corp has given us the most seedlings yet. Every single row is in use!
I confirmed this finding with Fiddlesticks and Lightning Dust when they returned. Lightning Dust’s mane was noticeably messier than when she first arrived. Fiddlesticks then escorted Lightning Dust into her office, and I recorded periodical laughter from inside. Fiddlesticks is happy. Summer is my favorite season. I started my watering cycles. More plants will require more water, and it is good that we had an extra day to recharge the batteries. We will need the energy to run the recycler for more hours.
Lightning Dust did not depart. Her schedule shows that she was to return to the third planet in the system for her company-mandated break. When prompted, she said, in what Fiddlesticks has categorized as a friendly and non-threatening manner of speaking, that she is taking her break here in order to save fuel.
I was then once again reminded that it is not within my parameters to alert Solar Corporation about this minor breach of protocol. I did not need the reminder, as my main objectives have been completed to delightful perfection today. Fiddlesticks is happy: so happy I do not need to ask. The plants have been watered according to schedule. It is summer, and the greenhouse is filled with life and purpose once again.
Summer is all of our favorite season!