Wingnut's eyes shine a dull grey as the sunlight reflects off of them, catching a certain robot's attention. He trudges near a garbage bin and slowly opens the lid to peer inside. Suddenly, a rabid child jumps onto his face making him jump back in shock and scream.
"Get it off! Get it off! Get it off!" He yells as his floating hands pry at the small beast. Wingnut's eyes flicker open and springs out of the bin with ease. Her arms spring out towards the fellow robot in a slinky like way and grabs the child, flinging it in a nearby garbage pile. The two robots stare at each other for a moment as wingnut's arms retract.
"Kidd! My man!"
"Wingnut!"
They do their secret handshake and act like nothing happened.
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Creative Writing the Thirteenth
General FictionThis is a collection of random stories I have made for my creative writing class. I am planning on taking the class again next year, my senior year, but I will make a new book for that year as this collection is only for the school year 2021-2022. T...
