Roda- The Novel Book

“Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! How in the world could I forget something so important!” panted a white egg-shaped robot as he darted left and right across the square, arms scooping forwards to their full extent before pulling back in simultaneous movement with his pint-sized legs. A couple of employees basking in the afternoon sun couldn’t resist the urge to ridicule him. “Hey! There’s the white marshmallow we lost in the bonfire last time! Ha ha ha!” “Look at the way Roda runs. Who’d have thought the professor’s esteemed assistant could resemble a primate?”