The robot lit up, and, for a moment, very much resembled a classical christmas tree from the good ole days. We also cannot forget to mention that it emitted another batch of electronic blip blip blop noises before it slowly started to move its robot gear.  

  “Hello. I am Stella,” the robot said, turning its head while trying to find its owner.

  “You named the robot Stella?” Andrea asked. 

  “You got an opinion on that Miss?” 

  “Nah, you do you,” Andrea lifted her hands in surrender. “The robot thing is pretty impressive, but don’t let that get to your head.”

  “I am a mechanical assistant. What can I do for you?” the robot continued.

  “Hi Stella. Can you show me your blueprints, please?” Timothy asked politely. 

  “Of course,” Stella got up on her metal legs. She then awkwardly started to move and within two steps she succeeded to step off the wagon, hitting the ground with a hard thud.

  “What on Earth are you doing?” Timothy asked as he reached out to the robot to straighten it up, that without getting up himself. 

  “I am showing you the blueprints,” Stella replied monotonically.

  “Just use your projector,” Timothy sighed and scratched his head that was going at full speed trying to figure out all things that might have caused the robot's strange behavior. 

  “I think-, I-, I-, I think I broke-, broke-, someth-,” Stella said with her artificial voice combined with what sounded like a scratched record. 

  “No!” Timothy exclaimed as the robot gave off a few more blinking lights to later completely shut down.

  “You worked so hard for that?” Andrea frowned. 

  “No, I’m not a complete idiot. It just needs some fine tuning… and maybe a couple of repairs. But this little guy will be of great service once setup properly.”

  “Yeah sure,” Andrea said skeptically. 

  “I’ve actually worked on much more complicated-,” Timothy started. 

  “I know, but you got fired and now you’re homeless… I gotta go,” Andrea stood up and haphazardly brushed dust off of her clothes. 

  “You actually don’t know, since you’ve never heard the full story,” he continued, not allowing himself to be talked over. 

  “Yeah, right. You talk about it every day non stop.”

  “I do not! And even if that was the case you’re always walking off in the middle of it!”

  “Mhm…” Andrea nodded, only listening with half an ear. 

  “Just, one more thing,” Timothy said more gentlyas he looked up at Andrea with pleading eyes. “Would you lend this old man a hand?”

  “Maybe you should program your robot to help you up on your feet,” Andrea said, helping her friend up on his feet for a second time that day. 

  “Haha, very funny. This is what I get for sharing all my experience and wisdom.”