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A/N Sorry this chapters a bit late. Work has been killer lately. As an apology, this chapter is a bit longer
than normal. Man, I wouldnt be
surprised if this story tops out at 100K words!
Countdown to
Mindshatter
A My Life as a
Teenage Robot Fanfic
Chapter Twelve
Demons, Ghosts, and Reflections
Its not like Jenny could blame them. In the few short hours since the morning
bell had started the day, she had pretty much demolished the English, Social
Studies, and Biology classrooms. Two of
the schools major corridors had been bathed with laid waste with plasma fire
and napalm. An entire row of lockers
had been squashed like an accordion.
One of the stairwells had been closed off due to partial collapse. And there wasnt a single unbroken window
left on the north side of the building.
And all of it had been caused by random outbursts from Jenny Wakeman
the resident reject from a bad horror movie.
Students whispered frantically to each other, speeding past their
robotic classmate as fast as they could.
Who could say when Mount Jenny would erupt again?
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Dance Dance Recreation (Chapter 3)
So, the week continued into the next. Jenny, after waiting those long
seven days, was excited. For it was finally the day of the Valentines
Dance at Tremorton High. The students were all frantically running around
in the hallways, during school hours, with their friends and dates talking
about how fun it was going to be. Since the dance was being held two hours
after school, they all had plenty of time to think about what was going to
happen. As in, if this girl was going to go out with this certain guy, if
this one dude was going to break up with this one girl, or if someone was
finally going to get their first kiss, and so on.
Jenny, on the other hand, wasnt thinking anything of the sort. All she was
interested in was Brad. Nothing but that. She was now getting into the
Write a note and stick it in his locker phase. Just two days ago, on
Wednesday, she wrote a note saying, I miss you! XOXO!! ^-^ When she had
just seen him at locker break two minutes before she stuffed it into his
lockers small slit. But Brad didnt mind this. It just made him happy to
see that she actually had feelings for him too. Brad really liked Jenny now
that she liked him back. Heck, if Brad said it in HIS own words, he would
say Loved instead of Liked.
Chapter 1
Jenny
sighed happily, eyes closed, basking in the warmth tingling through her
metallic skin. Sensations like this were still new to Jenny, and as a result
she had a tendency to become lost in them. Sometimes she thought there would be
nothing more pleasant then to just stretch out on a clear day and enjoy the
breeze brushing past her face and the sun’s rays glinting off her body.
Okay, I’m all set, let’s go! said Brad enthusiastically,
closing the front door of his house behind him and waking Jenny from her
daydream. The two friends walked quickly towards school, both eager to begin
the new school year. It had been a whole summer since they had seen many of
their friends, and plus
there was the added excitement of finding out what teachers they had, who was
in all their classes, and all the other hubbub of the new semester. Brad and
Jenny talked excitedly as they walked, catching up on their adventures from the
summer. So is summer camp as fun as it looks? inquired Jenny. It was a
blast, replied Brad there were tons of sports and swimming and ghost stories
and camping and… fun! I can hardly wait to go back next summer. Next year
I’ll be old enough to work as a counselor there.
Tuck- x.O like they would want too?
Dark Angel- Tuck,You betta’ shut up before Sagi attacks she did
Cappy.
Tuck- Who’s Cappy?
::Flash Back::
Dark Angel- meh since Sagitaeria is -ahem- gone I better do the author’s
notes for her.
Cappy- ::walks in dusting his paws off::
Dark Angel- ::cocks an eyebrow:: Where have you been?
Cappy- ::innocent grin:: No where.
Sagitaeria- ::walks in,ropes sliding down now with rope burns in her
at Cappy:: No where huh?
Cappy- um…AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! ::runs,Sagi chasing him::
Dark Angel- ::anime sweat drop::
::End Of Flash Back::
Tuck- Oh… Heheh..::nervous grin:: Then I don’t want to make her mad do I?
Dark Angel- Nope.
Brad- Anyway,Please enjoy Chapter Two.
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Diamonds Are a
Robots Best Friend
A My Life as a
Teenage Robot Fanfic
Chapter Six The
Queen of Denial
There was one good thing about being terrified it pumped a
body full of adrenaline, and Brad was using all of his right now.P He lunged wildly to his right, rolling onto
the concrete and bowling into Drews legs, sending him crashing onto his
back.P The diamond-tipped boomerang
sailed over his head with a thwang, and sliced through an air
conditioning unit, filling the night with a shower of electrical sparks.
What is your problem, pal?!? shouted Brad.P You almost took my head off!P Twice!
Drew blinked a couple of times, as a new pair of eyes formed
from the ample supply of nanobots in his body.P
What the heck is going on out there yeep.
Diamonds Are a
Robots Best Friend
A My Life as a
Teenage Robot Fanfic
Chapter Eleven
Unsheathing the Sword
Jenny grabbed Brad by the shoulders and shoved him into the
large chair just below Maximillian Marquis, where Rojack once sat.P Scavenging a pair of steel rods from one of
the shattered consoles, she wrapped them around Brads wrists, securing them
tightly to the armrests.P Jenny stared
into Brads face with her frosty blue eyes.P
Now you will stay there, and cause no more trouble.
And you have certainly caused me a surprising amount of
trouble already, hissed Marquis.P I
must admit, you have become a most irritating thorn in my side, and the
simplest thing to do would be to jettison you into space, to join your peculiar
silver-green friend.P But perhaps I
may have a use for you yet.
Crashdance
A My Life as a
Teenage Robot Fanfic
Chapter Six She
Aint Heavy, Shes My Sister
When youre a nine-foot-tall robot, its tough to sneak
anywhere, especially when your every footstep cracks the sidewalk and shakes
the earth.P But XJ-8 had to try.P It turned out to be a little easier with the
motorized treads deployed from her feet.P
Fortunately, this part of town was usually empty on Saturday nights;
only one car had to veer around her as she rumbled across the street and down
the block. PShe didnt know where she
was going; she wasnt even heading in the direction of home.P Something inside of her electronic mind
simply needed to get far, far away from the high school gymnasium.
She came upon a quiet city park.P A quick optical scan revealed that there was nobody around: only
two stray dogs, fourteen squirrels, and twenty-two birds.P She should be able to rest and think there,
without disturbing anyone, or without being disturbed.P She walked over to a beautiful park bench,
and sat down only to hear the shriek of wood and metal as the bench was
crushed beneath her.
I walked up to a salesperson. “Excuse me, I need a really small Christmas tree. The smallest one you have.”
“Certainly.” He walked me over to a tree that was just above half of my height. “This tree,” He said, “Is three and a half feet tall. It will fit in any household in any corner.”
“It’s still a little to tall.” I said.
“You want something very small?”
I nodded.
“Go over there. We sell trees about a foot tall in that building.”
It was a little less than a building, more of a hut. Nonetheless, they had what I wanted, a small tree. You could call it handheld, or a decoration. Whatever you could call it, it was mine.
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I hummed Jingle Bells as I decorated my small tree with a popcorn string Brad had given me. Suddenly, my door slammed open.