Over dinner my son mistakenly said “grampbot” instead of “grampa”. Immediately a story idea was formed in my head. An action adventure story where a young robot’s grampbot dies and his robotic kin come to receive of their inheritance. He had some major upgrades, including a lazer arm. The little robot wanted that, or maybe his infrared eye to replace her own malfunctioning eye. Instead she inherits his broken memory chip.

But of course the chip contains a secret that unravels their world and causes ultimate chaos! Bwah ha ha ha!

I drew a picture of her. It isn’t great, I still haven’t figured out digital drawing.