Disclaimer: I don't own this wonderful work, known as My Life As A Teenage Robot, but I do own the plot...and what happens to these people.


Jenny sluggishly moved about getting ready for work. It had been nearly a month since what Tuck dubbed her "date with destiny." The poor confused kid, he didn't seem as traumatized as he used to, in fact he seemed almost as perky as usual. Jenny figured it was because he actually got to see Brad and hangout with her mom.

"Pfft, what does he know?" she muttered to herself, "He hasn't even graduated elementary school." She grumbled as she shifted her body into her work uniform, and her hair swirled about into her bob.

Another afternoon at Mezmer's, she felt like a shell of her old self, no pun intended. She would just go about taking people's orders, and return with their food, take a break, and repeat.

Ten o'clock was her clock-out time, and it was the time she was most sad. Three weeks ago she was leaving Mezmer's at that time. She had a job, and was on a cautious date.

BAM.

"Stupid Silver Shell. Stupid Silver Shell. Stupid Silver Shell." it was her mantra, she chanted it on break, muttered it when she served customers their orders, and when she flew around Tremorton hopelessly.

She flew to the skate park after she got off work. She hovered in the sky and watched, teens were doing stunts and showing off. She sighed and drifted through the starry skies.

Jenny slowly came in for a landing and walked into her home forlornly. She could hear Tuck and her mother in the lab, but continued to her room. By this point, she'd given up trying to see anything there. She knew the answer, "No XJ-9, I don't require your services here. How was work today?"

Her internal clock said 10:47. "It's a good a time as any to go to sleep." she powered off into her dream mode.


They walked out of Mezmer's, arms linked and drinks in hand. They laughed and talked casually, and Silver Shell was no where in sight. Or on her sensors. They went to the mall, and tried on different outfits and made funny poses in the department store. Until the manager kicked them out.

They got some fried snacks at a snack bar and hurried to the arcade. Brad tried his luck at the strength machine. He swung the hammer, and managed to ring the bell on his own…after a few tries.

Jenny tried a racing game, "Gosh Brad," she swerved the steering wheel, "I didn't realize how hard it is to do this.." he just laughed.

The mall was closing so they left, Brad was still enthusiastic though. "The night is still young, what else do you want to do?"

Jenny thought through her last rescue mission, "Hey, I know where there is an all night carnival!"

She held him in a hug and flew off to a different city, she landed in the crowded boardwalk. Both had huge grins of awe, as they immersed in the colors, scents, and sounds. Jenny grabbed his hand and pulled him into the fun house.

Brad posed in the mirror, which gave him the appearance of a muscular upper body. Jenny posed in the mirror, making her appear squat and fat. They moved to the exit and walked through the shifty tunnel. Once they were out, Brad raced over to a game booth.

"Step right up! And test your luck!" the man at the booth said.

Brad paid him and took the three balls, he chucked the first and missed, the second hit the three bottles in the middle. Brad handed his prize to Jenny. They linked arms to buy some ice cream, and boarded the ferris wheel.

"Hah, hey Jen?"

Jenny stared at her ice cream, "Yeah Brad?"

Brad smiled, "It's like when we first hung out," he gestured to her ice cream.

She smiled back at him, and threw the ice cream inside of her storage compartment. They laughed and walked over to another free event, they both got in the boat and Brad took the oars. Rowing them down through the tunnel of love.

She blushed, "Brad, I think we, uh.."

"Yeah," he answered, "I just figured it out too."

They sat together awkwardly as they heard the sounds of other couples making out in the dark. This made Brad pick up the pace until they were out in the lake.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and joined Jenny where she sat. "The moon sure looks extra bright today."

Jenny was about to respond when fireworks went off in their view and she murmured in delight. She grabbed Brad's hand and inched toward him. He reciprocated her movement. Slowly leaning in, he kissed her as the grand finale of the fireworks went off. Jenny kissed him back.

"Wow," he said, after they pulled away, he had a dazed look in his eyes, "That's the first time I actually kissed you…I mean you have kissed me…but like not on the lips or anything but on the cheek and…" he rambled until she held his face and pulled him in for another.

A perfect date with one Bradley Carbunkle.


Tuck and Nora crept into Jenny's room while she was in her dream state.

"Are you sure this is okay?" Tuck asked suspiciously.

Nora plugged a cord in and downloaded Jenny's dream data, "Of course not. This is for the greater good." she said in a sing song voice.

He watched her as she began to leave the room, "Huh?"

"She's been going through a tough time, but we know what's up so this will help with the final touch ups."

"How?" Tuck still didn't follow.

Nora pushed him out the door, "Haven't you ever heard? A dream is a wish the heart makes."

"You know," Tuck snorted, "that sounds like a girly quote from the internet from your era."


A perfect date, that never happened.

Jenny sat up and stared out the window. Heaving a sigh, she repeated her work routine. Outfit, hair, out the door.

At Mezmer's, just repeat her mantra, "Stupid Silver Shell. Stupid Silver Shell. Stupid Silver Shell."

Clock out, fly around searching. Searching…for what?

She decided against flying around after work, so she just walked out the door. Her hair shifted to her normal pigtails, and her work outfit was replaced with her normal one. Thoughts of last night's dream resurfaced, kissing Brad. She got to kiss Brad in that alternate universe, and he actually kissed her. None of that cheek stuff either!

Her face darkened, none of this ever came to be because of the stupid Silver Shell.

"Stupid Silver Shell…"

"Jennifer."

"Speak of the devil and he shall appear." she turned and clenched her fists.

"Now Jenny," he began.

"Don't you Jenny me!" she darted toward him with fists flying, she managed to put a dent in his back.

He grabbed her arms, and his superior strength had her outmatched. She squirmed, "Let me go!"

"I'm sorry, Jenny."

"Sorry?" she growled, "You killed Brad! You killed him! You're awful, let me go!"

He threw the thrashing girl into a building, "It's his fault!"

Jenny staggered to her feet, collecting her wits, "His fault?" she shouted incredulously, "He jumped in front of the weapons you fired!"

Shell defended himself, "He should not have gotten in the way, it was not his battle."

"He was defending me!" she fired a plasma cannon and the Shell deflected it before charging her.

He crushed her, tackling her to the ground.


"We gotta give him a cool name." Tuck bounced about.

Checking her watch, Nora sighed, and rebooted the 'him' in question. "XJ-9's shift ends in a few minutes, we better wrap this up. What do you have in mind?"

"Why not 'Dark Horse'?"

Nora blinked, not expecting that response, "Why?"

Tuck closed his eyes, raising a finger, "Well in the political sense, a dark horse is a candidate that is previously unknown and wins support unexpectedly. I think it's kind of fitting for our purpose don't you think?"

Nora blinked again, and typed the name in, "Dark Horse it is, at least for crime fighting."

"Well yeah," Tuck rolled his eyes, "when he isn't kicking butt, he'll just be regular old Brad."


The Silver Shell stood up and backed away, worried he had crushed Jenny to the point of no return.

She groaned, and he smirked. He closed his eyes and said, "Now if you'll just come quietly."

As he stepped forward he was met with resistance, opening his eyes he stared into the eyes of a shiny, black, metal helmet.

"Who the hell are you?" he eyed the character. He was a slimmer robot male, with sleek black metal and occasional orange glow from his body. His gauntlets had a streak of orange, his boots were tipped and topped with orange, more streaks of orange across his chest. Angling toward his abdomen were stripes of orange, he even had a belt of orange.

The most frightening and also coolest thing to look at was the helmet, the Shell admired the work for a bit. It resembled a Renaissance era knight helmet, full with a plume of metal, and the mask guard that would flip up. Though, this one didn't look like it could do that. There was more orange to be found, along the plume, the mask, but the eye area was just a fuzzy glow of orange.

"Dark Horse." he growled in a low, rumbly, synthesized voice.

Silver Shell stared down at his chest, Dark Horse was holding him back with one arm. "Unhand me."

Dark Horse merely pushed him back, "Leave XJ-9 alone."

The larger robot laughed, "Oh don't tell me you're one of Dr. Wakeman's toys too!"

He was grabbed mid laugh and slammed into the ground, "Hey, Silver Shell, haven't you heard? Thin is in."

Jenny groggily witnessed another robot, unfamiliar to her, throw the Silver Shell. He flew up caught him high above the buildings and threw him again, this time into the junkyard. Satisfied, the new robot approached, she raised a hand up in defense.

"Ugh…please.."

Misty jumped to her side, and grabbed an arm. The new robot continued to approach.

"Jenny? You okay?" she asked worriedly.

The black robot stood at Jenny's feet, "I need to take her."

Misty glowered, "Like hell, you are. We don't even know you!"

He scooped Jenny into his arms, "Dr. Wakeman ordered me to defend and retrieve XJ-9."

"You don't even know where she lives." Misty muttered.

"Yeah I do."

She crossed her arms, "Oh yeah? How?"

"Everyone does. She flies there like all the time. It's also kind of hard not to know where she lives when you live next door."

With that he took off flying from his boots, and Misty stared up in awe, "So that's what they've done to you…Brad."


Jenny woke up to three voices bickering.

Her mother was scolding, Tuck was defending, and Brad was apologizing?

"Brad?" she blinked and sat up.

The three looked at her, and rushed over. Tuck and Nora were the same, but the black robot from before stood before her. The knight helmet he adorned quickly shifted to Brad…with robotic facial features like her.

She stood and walked towards him, "It can't be…"

"Jen." he smiled like Brad did.

Jenny raised a hand to her mouth, not sure what to think, and slowly reached out to touch but retracted. He pulled her in reassuringly, his hand pulled her arm to touch. He was real.

"You're real..?" she murmured.

"Yeah Jen, I'm real. Your mom and Tuck had to-"

"Brad!" She smothered him in a hug, and she didn't even have to worry about crushing him since he was as durable as she was.

Nora separated them after a few minutes of their cuddling, "Ugh, I will not have any more XJ-1s under my roof, I ain't raising grandchildren."


Shell sat in a heap, before he growled to himself. "I can't believe this. She has a partner now?"

"It's Bradley Carbunkle." a soft voice said.

"Huh?" he turned, and Melody Locust appeared.

"Brad, they repaired him into a robot. At least that's what that female was saying after he took Jenny away."

"He called me fat." Shell pouted.

Melody smiled, "Well, I think you're kinda cute."

Shell blushed, "Uh, well thank you."

"If you're looking for a partner, I think I could help level the playing field."

The Silver Shell had a devious face, "Oh that would be perfect."


A/N: Here I am, once again. Lalala! This is a more beefy chapter I hope...I don't know what the thing is called on the helmet so oh well! I just finished this like ten minutes ago and it's like 4:15 in the morning, I updated for you nisan so you're welcome. And I must go to sleep...zzzzz