Author's Note: First the legal stuff. I do not own My Life as a Teenage Robot. That wonderful piece of animation and my childhood is owned by Rob Renzetti. I do not do this for any profit beyond whatever appreciation the fans of the show or my writing give me. Now some personal stuff, I know I said I wouldn't start any new stories until some of my old ones are finished, but focusing on those solely is killing my drive so I'm branching out to help my muse. Now, incase anyone's actually reading this, I've bored you long enough, we can start the story.


His Life as a Teenage Robot

Chapter 1: The Convention

XJ-9, or as her friend's knew her Jenny, and her mother, Dr. Nora Wakeman where in the car on the way to the robotics convention. And Jenny wasn't exactly thrilled.

"Why do I even have to come here?" Jenny asked annoyed.

"You where excited last time." Nora pointed out.

"That's because I thought there would be robots like me there." Jenny retorted, "Since clearly that's not possible, at least not here, it's not as exciting."

"Well if you would ever listen to me, you would have" Jenny decided to tune her mother out with her built in headphones. Maybe if she was lucky, she could keep them on the whole convention and just tune everything out, "XJ-9! Are you listening?"

"Yeah yeah yeah," Jenny said giving her mother basic teenage sass, "just tell me when we get there."

"We are there." Nora said revealing they were already parked. So being lead in by her mother, Jenny entered the convention, bracing for the boredom that she was in store for.


Later at the convention…


Jenny was more bored than she ever was in her young life. Even being secluded up in her room by herself before meeting Brad and Tucker wasn't as boring as this. If any robots weren't laborers, it would be a little less boring. But her mother was right, her programming was pretty advanced. Who knows when robots like her will be more common? But somewhere else in the convention, a new Earthquake robot was moments away from malfunctioning.

"Now why would even build an Earthquake generating robot?" One of the scientists asked the one who built the said robot.

"It seemed like a good idea at the time." The builder said leaning against the Earthquake generator before it started pounding its overly large fists into the ground causing the entire convention to shake. The vibrations even began to topple over a large scaffolding that a man with a series of boxes was on top off.

"Help!" The man yelled waving his arms as he began to fall.

"Hang on!" Jenny said readying her hair rockets, "I'm" A glowing red blur shot past her so fast it actually spun her around, "coming?"

The blur cut through the air grabbing the man as he began to fell. Then made a hard u-turn and grabbed each box, making almost 90 degree turns to grab each of them. When the blur reached the ground level, the man and the boxes where safely set down. The blur continued to the robot shaking the building apart and flew around it, twisting the Earthquake generator cutting off the flow of hydraulic substance cutting off the ability to swing the fists. The blur stopped revealing a robot strikingly similar to Jenny, only male. He was clearly built to be a teenager, but in a red and white color scheme. His feet where more angled out from his legs (as opposed to the triangles that are Jenny's legs), his entire torso was red almost like he was wearing a shirt and his entire legs, minus the areas for his feet, where red as well, almost like pants. His hair was built in a short messy style (A/N: See end author's note for more information on this guy).

"No need to worry." The Robot said, "Everything's under control."

"Great." The scientist who built the Earthquake generator said, "Did you cut the primary power line before twisting my robot up?"

"Uh what?" The male robot said looking back at the Earthquake maker, seeing it starting to overheat, "Hang on a sec." The male robot shot to the Earthquake maker and picked it up like it was nothing. A booster emerged from each side and the back of his feet plus a jetpack from his back. In a flash, the red robot took flight and smashed through the ceiling. Once in orbit, the robo-boy threw the tied up robot as far as he could, luckily placing it far out of harm's way when it detonated. Once he crashed back through the ceiling a second time the crowd swarmed their savior. Until a male voice cut through the crowd's cheers and celebration.

"SK-7! What were you thinking?" A older looking man said pushing his way through the crowd. He had light brown hair, a lab coat, and was probably only a head taller than Nora.

"Oh boy." The robot said cringing, "He's mad."

"Smashing the ceiling, TWICE, destroying another scientist's robot, and above all," The scientist said, "REVEALING YOURSELF BEFORE MY CEREMONY!"

"Wow." Jenny said, "So that's what it looks like when mom's on my case."

"Well well well, still obsessing over the few moments the spot light is on you eh Albert?" Nora said spotting the other scientist. The other scientist turned and noticed Doctor Wakeman.

"Nora! How long has it been?" Albert asked approaching her.

"I'd say ever sense you took that offer in Japan." Nora said.

"Uh Mom/Dad, do you know him/her?" Jenny and SK-7 said at the same time using the appropriate pronouns.

"Hm? Oh Jenny. This is Doctor Albert Wiebe. A close friend from school and from the Armagedroid project." Nora began to explain.

"Yes, and Kevin, this is Doctor Nora Wakeman," Albert explained, "Like she said she's a close friend from school and worked with me on that Armagedroid project I told you about."

"I wish I only had to hear about Armagedroid instead of fighting him." Jenny muttered under her breath.

"No way!" Kevin said shocked, "You actually FOUGHT Armagedroid?"

"It was nothing." Jenny said, "And actually, it was twice."

"No way!" Kevin shouted.

"SK-7! Will you listen?" Albert said, "Now, I'm going to catch up with Nora here. Since you ruined my big reveal, start cleaning up this mess right now."

"Yes dad." Kevin said glumly activating his jetpack to start to place sections of the ceiling back and using a laser to weld them back.

"Hey," Jenny said flying up to join him, "You need a hand?"

"No, I'm fine." Kevin said welding another piece in place.

"You sure?" Jenny asked, "I mean, I know how lame it can be cleaning up a mess you made trying to help."

"Go away. I'm perfectly capable of handling this myself." Kevin said snidely.

"Ugh. Thought I found something to help make this a little less boring," Jenny said angrily, "Shame he's just a jerk."

"Wait wait, I'm sorry." Kevin said before grabbing the last bit for the first hole, "I'm new on talking to people besides my dad. First time leaving the house."

"Well I guess I know what that's like." Jenny said, "But seriously, instead of doing this yourself, why don't you let me help? Speed it up."

"Well it would be nice to have an actual conversation." Kevin thought to himself welding the last piece in place before moving to the second hole, "Sure, you got a heat laser?"

"Duh." Jenny said, "I'll get another piece."

"Don't you help him XJ-9." Nora said from the crowd.

"Get back to work SK-7." Albert called out from the crowd.


Ending Author's Note: Okay, the only real information I can give on Kevin is 1) his call numbers come from really the only two letters that kinda rhyme with XJ and 2) his hairstyle is very similar to that of Monkey D. Luffy's from One Piece. But you know, picture it however you want. Like stated, the only parts of his body where paint is being used for clothes is his face and arms.