Wordgirl: Tobey Robot Novels & Stories

"You thought you were a Queen. You thought you were a weapon. But you're just a bridge, Sofia. And bridges are meant to be walked on." "Toby, the power... I'm losing the grid!" Nomo’s voice crackled in Sofia’s ear, sounding frantic. "Something is blocking the override! Sofia, answer me!" "She can't answer you, Nomo," Toby said, looking directly at the camera in the corner of the room. He raised the Null-Pulse weapon, aiming it directly at Sofia’s heart. "The Queen is offline. And the girl... well, she's almost out of time." "Please... Toby... not her," Sofia begged, her eyes fixing on Pella’s pale, unmoving form.

They all turned to look at a side entrance, and through the double doors rolled a robot with a wheeled platform holding what looked like a small white-and-blue submersible. Another bomb quad person walked behind the contraption holding a device that must have been steering the robot, which was making its slow, careful way across the marble floor. “Think they’re going to put the bomb in that thing?” Melissa asked. “Yes.” I sighed and tried to relax. “I sure hope the girls aren’t watching this on TV.” “Grace and Chloe? Yes, I hope so too. I was sorry I didn’t get to meet them when I visited you and Alpha Zane.”

" Dayo hails and he chuckles. "******But why the girl come pick race like that? " Ike who is still mesmerized by the earlier sight of the woman ventures to ask. "We used our secret weapon." Tobi replies half laughing. " Ahh. *******Ejoor, let let us on this secret." Ayo demands. Excitement clear in his voice. Tobi brings out a stick like object which is wrapped in red cloth and white traditional beads from his pocket. At the sight of this, Ike screams in fear and takes hold of Dayo. While Ayo is forced to his feet by fear.

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."

"The astronaut is the captain. He says we need to fly past the clouds." But before they could even place the third rock, a bigger boy named Toby walked over. Toby was in the class upstairs, so he was older and taller. His school shirt was untucked and dirty from the mud. He marched right over and stood directly between Leo and Mila, blocking the sun. He had a big leather football tucked under his arm and a mean scowl on his face. He looked at their toys and kicked the leg of the bench with his shoe. "Why are you playing with a girl?" Toby said out loud, laughing a mean laugh. He pointed a dirty finger at Mila. "Girls are yucky. My big brother told me girls have cooties. You shouldn't talk to

Walter would've ended the whole werewolf race if he exuded the same characteristics as the young man he had an appointment with. The elevator dinged and Walter walked out of it into a long hall lined with AI robots roaming around. He'd gotten used to them and even shook FIONNA, one of the robots built to be female. She was busy checking for minor problems in that section of the building and directing other robots to work. It was impressive and Walter watched them as he walked towards the main office till they were out of sight.

TREY Who does tomboy think she is? Some goddess that I will bow before and beg for her forgiveness? Beg her to listen to me? No. Not Trey. I don’t explain myself to people. Especially not women and she won’t be the first I will do that to. She is annoying. Irritating. Stubborn. All the names you know there. And she expects me to explain to her who Amara is. To start telling her how I met Amara and what we had. I may as well write a list of the people I have banged and all their details and give it to her.

“That’s Tobey.” As if summoned by his own name, Tobey came running toward them, pushing a toy truck overflowing with grass, sand, leaves, and several unidentifiable treasures collected with great importance. The wheels refused to turn. He stopped in front of Alicia, brows knitted in deep confusion. “Mommy… It’s broken.” She crouched beside him. “Maybe it’s just tired.” Then she looked up. “Tobey, this is Teddy. An old friend of mine.”

"Tobin! Deploy the secondary asset!" Tobin materializes instantly from the rear compartment of the command transport, his hands efficiently unfolding a lightweight, high-tech carbon wheelchair. He steps directly into my path, bowing his head with absolute, unyielding dominion discipline. "Please, Master Afolayan, deposit your weight into the seat structure. The warlord commands it." My arms cross tightly over my chest, my voice hitting a stubborn, defensive register. "The diagnostic scans indicated simple surface abrasions on my joints, Tobin. My leg bones are completely intact."

I don't want her to have to deal with Amy's bullshit tonight. "Aww, where are you going, Water Girl?" Amy coos at her. "I just want to congratulate you on snagging my boyfriend. But hey, Water Girl, don't get too cozy with him because he will come back to me as he always does. Tootles," Amy says, then walks back to where she was standing and talking to her friends.