“Oh, darling! How lovely it is to sit out here under all of these blossoming cherry trees.”
He smiled. “Oh, indeed! It is so lovely to sit under these pink blossomed trees and eat scones.”
“And cucumber sandwiches.”
“Oh, of course. We mustn’t forget those.”
She took a dainty sip of her tea. “mmm. Indeed, we mustn’t forget those.”
“It is such a lovely day.”
“Oh yes, darling! Such a lovely day.”
A robot raced out of the bushes, waving his hose-like arms and intoning, ” Danger! Danger! Danger! Will Robinson!”
“Oh! How terribly—-”
He raced over to them, leaving tire tracks in the luxuriant grass. He waved his arms frantically in their faces.
She startled and dropped her cup of tea. “Oh! I do decla—-”
“DANGER! DANGER WILL ROBINSON WILL ROBINSON!”
“Now see here old cha—-”
His monotone voice leaped a full octave. “WILL ROBINSON WILL ROBINSON WILL ROBINSON!”
“YOU MUST RUN FOR YOUR LIVES WILL ROBINSON—-”
The ground trembled and shook. The tea pot tipped over onto their picnic blanket. Flowers cascaded en masse off the trees.
And off in the distance an unholy screech sounded, “HeeeeeeeeaEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”
“WILL ROBINSON APPROACHES! GAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH! RUN FOR YOUR LIIIIIIIIVES!”
The couple leapt to their feet and took the robot’s advice.
They abandoned their tea set and ran for their lives.
And they didn’t even consider looking back.