Teenage Robot Sheldon Novels & Stories

Thanks to Britney's little accident, he found it difficult to continue maintaining his cold and distant attitude. Soon, Britney scrambled to her feet. Her eyes were fixated on the robot behind Elvin. "Wow! That's a super big toy you got there!" she exclaimed. "I'm not a toy," Puppy reminded her kindly. Britney's smile widened. "Wow! That big toy can talk!" Elvin was rendered speechless by his classmate's statement. He said quietly, "This is my robot."

(Well unlike the Android Partner that was developed by the the Alpha Tech on later years which could easily passed off as a human, the therapy robots that were designed during the earlier years looked more like the robot that we came to know as of today) "By the way, my name is Steve and you are?" The robot added and albeit a bit perplexed why a robot suddenly approached her and was acting all too friendly for no reason, Shantal still answered the other party and she told him her name. "I am Shantal.." "Just like you are, I am also new here. I have never been to proper school before but I have been accelerated to Junior because of my high scores in the academic test." Steve told Shantal even

He's just freaking awesome. The LED lights they'd seen outside the metal rectangular box are connected to every part of the humanoid's robot. Maybe a mode of sending energies and data to the robot. You can't really deny that he looks like a real human because he really looks fucking real. "He is Aiden 2.3!" "Wait, what? "You heard it right, Aiden. He's is Aiden 2.3." "How come?" then the amusement and happiness in his system suddenly disappeared because of this idea.

The attendant grunted in response watching a movie on her holographic tablet. A small shop robot gilded towards Temi. "Good afternoon. How may I help you?" It said. It was obvious it was a first-generation robot. It had small arms and no mouth or a face. A small red beam on its smooth pearl head was its eyes and it currently focused its attention on Temi. "Where can I get an auto-trans?" Temi asked. "Once you step out, take a fork left and go straight. There is currently an auto-trans waiting."

Kaya POV They say heartbreak makes you stronger, whoever said that never had to build a robot from scratch. It takes a few sleepless nights and a whole lot of coffee, but I get it done, and I complete my design. A hyper-realistic robot stands in front of me, Tom 2.0, six foot four, shoulders like a linebacker carved from steel and synth-skin, messy brown hair, and a chiseled jaw that could stop traffic. He opens his eyes when he senses me. “Welcome back, Sweetheart,” his voice says softly and smoothly

He would just put his arm around me, he wouldn't say a word, but he comforted me the best he could. When I arrived here, I started my final year of school. There was only one other girl in my class, Roselyn, and we quickly became friends. I also met another boy in my class, Simon. He was tall with golden blonde hair, with blue eyes. His skin was tan from working on his family's farm. He would rarely attend school but when he did, I would try to catch his eye. My father was always at work and would sometimes spend the night in town, leaving me alone to care for myself. Simon started to come over here and there, and what would turn into him coming over quite often. It wasn't long before Simon

"Mr. Saun. Maybe we should stop." The robot was super smart, even able to predict human behavior. The worker hesitated, worried he might struggle to put it back together once he took it apart. Trevor, casually sipping his tea, said, "Just go for it. If it gets too noisy, shut it down." The worker, after a moment of thought, powered Luna down. As he began disassembling it and reached the motherboard, Luna, supposed to be off, suddenly grabbed his wrist.

the technician talked back at them without even looking at them. Chester looked at Karen biwildered, he seemed confused by the statement of their companion. He looked all around and noticed that the building was guided by four huge robots which stood at the glass walls. "Who are you!" Chester asked, "and how did you know my name." "I am your younger sister Chelsea, since you joined Harvard you didn't bother to call or mail us in England, you are so selfish, not like in your childhood days brother." Chelsea stopped what she was doing and looked in their direction, she was wearing a lab court, a mask maybe to protect herself from harmful fumes, mechanised gloves and sun glasses.

Sheldon said, “I have a few, but not at such a young age. The kid just now is only about twenty-six or seven, right? About the same age as Jaime, or maybe a year or two older than Jaime.” Yasin nodded. “He looks about the same age as Mr. Jaime. Do you know him?” “No.” Sheldon bit his lip and said with a gloomy expression, “But his look somewhat resembles a deceased friend of mine!” “A deceased friend?” Yasin curiously asked, “Mr. Sheldon, who is this deceased friend of yours?” Sheldon asked in a rather grim expression, “Have you ever heard of Curtis Wade?” Yasin was not very old; not yet forty years old this year.

"Miss Chesire, Mister Kane, it's me, Sheldon!" Alexander raised an eyebrow, casually putting away his phone. He waited until Amber had donned her robe, completely concealing her perfect and alluring figure, before opening the door and letting Sheldon in. "Miss Chesire, Mister Kane…" Sheldon greeted nervously, his arms holding a laptop. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead as he cautiously walked up to Alexander and Amber, placing the laptop on the living room table. Sheldon looked remorseful. "Just now, Kent and Waldo came to see me, and they..."