(( First a little story that I just made up.( I do not know about victor’s origin nor of Mr. House’s past so this is just a filler with Robin added to it.) ))
It was a normal day at the House manner. Robert House was stressing out over work while Robin was at school.
The problem Robert was facing where the new programs he designed for the new securitron models. They would continuously hop from terminal to terminal in such a manner, like that of a child who had consumed to much sugary treats.
The other problem Robert was facing was that some of his costumers where wanting a securitron with a more friendlier face. They stated that even though the robots ran efficiently their guest felt uncomfortable by the angry policeman face.
Robert sighed as he decided it was time for him to take a quick break to collect his thoughts.
He walked up the stairs and climbed the ladder to the attic. Robert did not know why he wanted to go to the attic, but at this point he did not care.
There where boxes piled neatly on other boxes, furniture wrapped in plastic which was covered in dust. The room was almost covered in darkness with the only light source was the sun light coming from a small window.
Robert began to go through some old journals, some of which belonged to his father. Robert found his fathers will tucked in between the pages.
There where things in there that Robert felt that he needed to discuss with his half- brother Anthony.
Robert noticed that the will did not mention anything about Robin. It took Robert a few seconds to realize that the will was likely written before Robin was even conceived and that the accident happened when Robin was barely a week old.
Robert closed the journal and was about to head downstairs to continue his work when suddenly something fell on his head.
The pain lasted less than a minute before Robert looked down to see what had fallen on him.
On the floor laid a little wooden cowboy puppet, its mouth slightly open with its painted eyes staring into the abyss of the attic making the puppet look like it was in shock from the fall.
Robert picked the puppet up off the floor and looked at it with distaste.
The puppet was a gift to Robin from one of their dads friends who had lived in Germany for a few years.The thing had creeped Robert out many times during his childhood, as he could of sworn the things eyes would follow him every time Robert passed by Robins room.
But the cowboy puppet had given Robert an idea for the face of his new securitrons and knowing how this puppet was Robins favorite toy he brought it downstairs with him and sat it on her bed.