I arrived at work and began drafting the law that would increase the punishment for any human who attempted to steal from a bot.  As I typed each word, I searched my processing system for any loopholes that I could hide within the law to give Frida a chance at freedom.  I had to be…

Chas remained outside with the paparazzi, while I re-entered the house. He gave the reporter a statement on my behalf which was enough to satisfy them; at least for now. If it were possible for a bot to have a nervous breakdown, I believe that I would have had one.  I just could not be…

Chas was already home when I returned that evening. How could I convince him to allow me to use his computer? Chas’ computer went with him wherever he went.  It was like an extension of his hand. He rarely left it where I could just freely access it.  I would have to ask to use…

  I arrived at Noela’s first thing in the morning.  Noela lives in a house that is as unique as she is.    She greeted me and invited me up.  “Are you sure you want to test out this anti-virus?  Like I said, it is still in the beta stages.”    “I am sure Noela. …

 “I am fine,” I answered Chas quickly and went to greet my friend and co-worker Mia Bot 141.  Mia works in City Hall as President Aron’s assistant. “I heard about the mort who tried to steal from your account.  President Aron was irate over the idea of that happening.”  “Yes, but she is being dealt…

From the moment I visited Frida in jail, things changed drastically for me.      Everything appeared in a new light.    My once colorful existence was now tainted in the bleak shades of injustice and oppression.     My eyes were now opened to the terrible plight of the humans here in Lunar Lakes.  I wanted…

The human stood  in the corner of the cell; her feet bare on the cold stone floor.    Her back shook; rising and falling to the rhythm of silent sobs.    Suddenly her back tensed when she heard me coming.  I am sure she suspected that I was one of the cops, coming to no…

Regret.  Worry. Those were the two responses that flowed through my circuits as I made my way to my office.    Regret…because I had tried to help this human, and now she was suffering due to my actions.    Worry…because I was afraid someone would find out that I had tried to help her.  …

I stepped out of the elevator of city hall onto the President and Vice President’s exclusive floor.    I arrived promptly at 9 am, just as President Aron would want…     …but stopped at the door when I heard raised voices. President Aron and his bot mate Priscilla were in the middle of what sounded…