Sprocket buzzes with so much energy it’s a miracle he doesn’t vibrate off the table. His tiny wings flutter, his goggles glow, and his oversized gear-backpack clinks with delightful steampunk optimism. Every stray drill becomes an adventure to him. Magnetized Sprocket clings to your canvas like a hyperactive helper bee, eager to catch anything you drop his way. Unmagnetized Sprocket sits on your desk, humming softly as he collects your rejects with unstoppable cheer. If dopamine were a creature, it would be Sprocket Bumblepaws.
