Ramona and Robo

I looked at my creation. Happiness spread over me. He lived. I thought he had not, I thought I had failed. But no. I got up, using the hand at support. I walked over to my old station, the controls broken to bits. I picked up my tools and walked back to the robot. I undid the bolts and re did them up, tightening them. When I had done this to all of the bolts, the robot looked at me. I turned, heard a noise that startled me. I dismissed the noise and went to the controls. I looked up, my robot slowly collapsing. I ran over to my robot grabbing it’s hand, tears streaming down my face.

I tried to save him, but he shook his head every time I went near him. I ran up to it, hugging him. I worked so hard for nothing. The lightbulb eyes screamed into life. I looked up, His hands picked me up and I jumped on top of his head. He opened his mouth, like her was trying to say something. That is the one thing I forgot about. I climbed back down, he opened up the door to his controls. I scrambled inside. I changed a few things around, and made an incision for his mouth. As I was working on him, the thought of him saving me had finally hit me. I had just furthered robot engineering. I was an inventor, my name will be on plagues, and so will his. Ramona and Robo are going to be the most famous names in history.