Jester slid the door open and headed for the pool. Nothing like baking in the sun to cure a hangover - if your shades are dark enough and the splif is big enough. His feet danced a bit on the hot concrete, but it still felt good when the rays hit his back.

Sucking in some smoke, he held it in his lungs an extra few seconds before coughing it out. The chemicals hadn't hit yet, but his body knew to relax - help was on the way.

"Beaver! Beaver! Beaver! OMG! I love you so much!" A drone popped up from the pool, shrieking at him at full volume. "I want to have your baby! OMG! Will you virt into my sexbot? Just one night! OMG, it looks just like you! I had it custom made in Hong Kong and it even sings your songs!"

Totally freaked, he ducked his head and sprinted back to the door. Missing the handle, he bounced off the glass and nearly fell on his butt. The door slid open on his second attempt and he bolted inside, slamming it behind him.

"Molly! Where the hell did that thing come from?"

"Searching," the artificial voice came from nowhere and everywhere, the speakers built into every corner in the place. "It is a CroakToad amphibious drone, model CT-175x. The serial number is not registered online. Should we send a request to Air Solutions?"

The trespassing tech hovered just outside the door. "Beaver! I'm your biggest fan! Will you come to my birthday party? How about being my prom date?"

He turned away, "Black windows." The house went dark and the lights came on. Jester glanced towards the door, realizing he'd lost his blunt in the commotion. He walked into the kitchen to replace it and took a quick count - only five left. "Order more blunts from Amazon. Get me the tooty fruity this time and a case of gummy bears."

Lit up, he took few deep drags and debated calling Mom. Sanity prevailed and he decided to handle it himself. "Molly! Send out the Hawk."

The CroakToad continued to bark her requests outside the door as he took another drag and finally felt it take root. "Windows off." The windows returned to transparent and the house lights dimmed. The drone hovered a foot from the window, blaring away. Jester waved twice and then rotated his hand to a single finger salute just as his defense bot descended on the offending tech like a lightning strike. Pieces of plastic flew everywhere as the Hawk's rubber pellets blasted the thing apart.

The Hawk hovered for a second and then rose out of sight, back to its roost in the roof. A dozen sweepbots popped out of hiding to clean up the mess. "Windows black." He didn't really feel like going out now, so he took another drag and headed for the sofa. If he couldn't enjoy the pool, he'd do what he enjoyed the most - sit around naked watching videos of himself.