Once upon a time, in a quiet little town, there lived a boy named Max. Max was an imaginative child who loved tinkering with gadgets and electronics. One day, Max noticed that his TV remote batteries were always running out, despite being brand new. He thought it was strange, but he didn’t think too much of it at first.

As the days passed, Max became increasingly curious about the mysterious power drain on his remotes. So, one night, he decided to stay up late and investigate.

As the clock struck midnight, Max’s room was suddenly filled with tiny robots. They were no more than a few inches tall, but they were incredibly fast and nimble. They had tiny arms and legs, and their eyes glowed in the dark.

Max watched in amazement as the robots scurried around his room, stopping only to drain the batteries of his TV remote. He tried to catch one, but they were too quick for him. Max chased them around his room, diving and dodging, but the robots always seemed to be one step ahead.

The next morning, Max excitedly told his family about the robots, but they all dismissed his claims as a product of his imagination. His mother, Mrs. Johnson, was a stern, no-nonsense type who had little time for nonsense. His father, Mr. Johnson, was a practical man who was always focused on his work. Max’s sister, Lily, was a teenage girl who was always glued to her phone.

Despite his family’s skepticism, Max continued to search for the tiny robots. Every night, he stayed up late, hoping to catch one. But they were always too quick for him. Max even tried setting traps for them, but they never fell for his tricks.

As the days went by, Max became increasingly frustrated. He couldn’t understand why nobody believed him. He was convinced that the little robots were real.

One night, Max heard a strange noise coming from under his bed. He cautiously peered over the edge, and to his surprise, he saw one of the little robots, munching on a piece of candy. Max reached out to grab it, but the robot darted away.

Max tried to catch the robot, but it was too quick for him. In the end, Max collapsed onto his bed, exhausted and defeated.

After another failed attempt, Max was laying in bed, he suddenly had an idea. He would give the little robots a name!

After thinking for a few minutes, Max decided to call them “Drain-O-Bots.” He thought it was a fitting name since they were always draining his remote control batteries.

But as he lay there, something strange happened. The little robot returned, and this time, it didn’t run away. Instead, it climbed up onto Max’s bed and nuzzled against him, as if to say “goodnight.”

Max smiled and hugged the little robot. He realized that he didn’t need to catch them to believe in them. And from that night on, Max always made sure to leave a little treat for his tiny robotic friends.

And as for his family, they never did believe in the little robots. But that was okay with Max. He knew that some things were meant to be kept a secret.

The End.