Jamie woke and reached for the zipper, but he couldn't find it. You had changed in the night, you fit him like a zentai suit instead of a sleepsack. He stood up. The world looked fuzzy through his fabric covered eyes. There was an odd buzzing sound in his head like a thousand bees. He looked in the mirror. You recognized one of the zentai drones from the factory. Oh, no!
Hurried, Jamie throws everything into the back of his van, and drives toward the zentai factory where he bought you.
"The drone entrance is in the back," says the Zebra zentai drone at the counter.
"M, not uh drone, I'm uh customer," Jamie explains, "This is supposed to be a sleep sack! But it won't come off."
"Oh, we always seek satisfied customers," the zentai said. "Please set into the back room so we can analyze what went wrong."
"Just get me out of this!"
"We will see what we can do."
He guides you and Jamie into a large glass booth. Various laser lights scan you up and down.
"Interesting, animal DNA," remarked the drone.
"Can you help me?"
"You humans say something about helping those who help themselves? I think we can separate you, and help ourselves to a new factory drone."
"What?"
The machine hums, and zipper forms on your back. The Zebra zentai unzips you and another zentai drone climbs out.
No, Jamie! you think shout.
The buzz is no longer a buzz. It is a thousand minds of the collective zentai brain. Jamie's voice is drowned out and his personality overwhelmed.
"Unit 32349 ready to report to factory service!" he says saluting.
"Good, take this sleeping bag down to packaging. I'm sure we will have a new customer for it soon."