Winston Steinburger (‘Win’ to his pals) is all adventure, all the time. He does space like a boss. He’s the kind of kid that doesn’t worry about the formalities of “rules”, the burden of “listening to reason” or the snooze-infused practice of “being still”.
And why would he? He didn’t move to a distant galaxy, millions of moons away from his home planet of Earth, to collect space rocks. Winston’s too smart and ambitious for that. His big dream and constant obsession is to one day be a real-life Spacecop like his all-time hero, SERGEANT SASHA SPRITZ of The Spacecop Superforce (a team of cops that bring down space baddies).
Until then, he’ll pump space gas for his adoptive alien-patriarch, CUTTY, and continue treating space like he’s a genius three-year-old in a bathtub: soaping up the spoils of an endless expanse of adventure. His brimming self-confidence, zest for inventing gizmos (most likely blowing them up) and appetite for knowledge makes him the perfect leader for the group.
But can he stay out of trouble? (Spoiler alert: NO).