The two men sulked in the car as rain poured outside. “We really should be patrolling, SM,” said SteelDude as he idly polished his metallic skin. “We should be fighting Evil.”
“I know,” said SM. “But this rain, I hate it.”
“Me too,” said SteelDude. “Last time I patrolled in the rain, my joints locked up with rust.”
“Do you ever regret that mad scientist who experimented on us?” said SM.
“No way! He made me impervious to most attacks.”
“I became so light I could fly.”
“Yeah,” said SteelDude. “Still, I think we should cancel tonight’s patrol, SouffleMan.”
Written for the Friday Fictioneers. This week, our hostess Rochelle Wisoff-Fields provided the photo prompt. Look here to find links to other stories written for the challenge: https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2015/10/14/16-october-2015/