The smaller hatbot fell back and huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. Black Hat rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest. “Fine. Just fix the damn thing so it can return to work.”
Carlos gave the other man a small, thankful smile and a nod. He turned and hurried to the car – the robot thankfully had collapsed only about fifteen meters from it so Carlos didn’t have to strain his lungs or his muscles any more than he had to in the short walk. He used his keys to unlock the car and then grabbed a blue and yellow toolbag from the passenger’s seat of the car.
He came back and stood over the giant robot, looking for its access point. “Okay, let’s see where the access panel to this big boy is,” he murmured to himself.
