"Yes, my robot's finally finished!" I shouted, a little louder than I'd hoped as the other people in our college's lab began to stare. I couldn't help it though, as I was more than pleased with the outcome of my work. Months of blood, sweat and tears went into building this thing, and it was finally done! Excited, I quickly finished typing out my notes so that I could test it out.
Typing out the last sentence of my research paper, I slammed the laptop shut and grabbed the little robot along with the syringe on the table. See, the way this thing works is it's essentially a virus, like on a computer more-or-less. It enters your system through your bloodstream to the brain where it scans your brain cells, downloads your memories and transmits them wirelessly to the robot.
Anyways, enough with the technical stuff and on with the testing! I took the syringe, rolled up my sleeve and carefully stuck it into my forearm. I couldn't help but cringe, years of research on the human body for this experiment yet a simple needle in my arm still terrified me. I chuckled, realizing how stupid that seemed and pulled out the needle. Pressing a button on my phone, I powered on the robot to begin the upload. All that's left to do now is wait.
After about ten minutes my phone popped up with a message saying the upload was complete. Excited, I picked up the robot and held it in the palm of my hand. Peering down at my invention, I saw it standing in the middle of my hand looking back up at me. This is amazing!
I hadn't told anyone else what I'd been working on as I wanted to wait until it was finished. But looking down at my seemingly flawless creation, I figure now is the perfect time to show it off. Walking over to Tara, I casually placed the robot on her desk, then proceeded to strike up a conversation. The plan was for the little guy to hopefully get the message and make his way over to Tara and surprise her.
"Hey, Tara! How's your invention coming along?" I asked, trying to draw her attention away from the desk. Looking down though I could see my robot slowly but surely making his way to the edge of her desk. Perfect!
"Oh hey Zack! And good, it's almost done actually! So, you ready to reveal whatever it is you've been working on all these months?" She questioned, to which I smiled.
"It's a possibility" I told her.
"Wait, seriously?! You've had that thing under lock-and-key! You've gotta let me see it!" She begged, jumping out of her seat in excitement. Leaning back on the table, she made herself more comfortable to hear my presentation, and as I looked down I expected to see my robot nearing the edge of the table but, it was nowhere to be found?
*Rest of the story is in the Robot's POV*
You can switch back and fourth between Zack and his mini companion to add to the storyline if you'd like, but the majority of the story will be from the robot's perspective from now on
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