*Search directives*

*Loading*

*Tracking. Target assigned*

*Engage*

*Satisfactory outcome achieved*

*Intruded expelled*

That's how her life was supposed to be if she was made by an ordinary human or didn't have a soul, capable of overwriting commands that Oobleck insisted in running.

She wasn't either, so what to do?

After the fight with the unidentified creature, later know as reaper thanks to a database update, Penny was going through her first daily check up since she activated.

Surely, Ironwood's creation was a breakthrough on AI technology, but Bartholomew didn't think it was possible to repeat such a feat anytime soon. Ozpin visited him one day after the lab and the rest of the building was compromised. With Glynda's help, they closed the place down until further investigation.

Penny, for whatever reason Bart didn't like to remember and refused to tell, called her creators and collaborators as deceased grandfather, father, mother and now, uncle. Ozpin was amused to say the least, as he watched over their recovery.

"Maybe it's time to take her out into the field."

"What? But I'm still stuck here. I can't even drink my coffee yet!"

"Maybe I could…"

"No."

"Glynda? How about her?"

"She is gonna kill you one of those days, Oz."

"It will be good for her too. She has some students running wild at Beacon University, don't you think she will be thankful if we send her to help?"

"She doesn't have time to watch over her, you know. As a dean"

"It can be arranged"

Bartholomew ranted about how there wasn't anyone that they could trust with such a unique project, but Ozpin simply brushed him off.

"I had somebody in mind that can't refuse and is reliable."

"What about the technology?"

"This indeed is a problem. Maybe if we could find a way to make Penny more... user friendly…"

"Friendly?"

Both men turned to Penny, of whom had watched the whole exchange but hadn't decided to express her doubts till now.

Bart glared at Ozpin, warning him to be careful with his words. The man shrugged, took a sip of his coffee and placed both hands on his cane after draining his mug.

"Yes Penny, I'm thinking that you should have a friend, besides us, your family. But for that…"

She waited like a puppy eager to play. Oobleck completed for good riddance.

"You need to be a good girl"

"And what is a good girl? It involves a vague description with several interpretations"

Both men exchanged a glance at each other.

This is will be a long morning.

Latter that day, Glynda was fuming, trying to find a way to hide the body or a good excuse for… his death. Ozpin tried to explain how it would beneficial to her from many standpoints. A noticeable effort, but far from enough for the overworked woman. Eventually they reached a deal before the next day arrived.

It was set that Glynda and Ozpin's "friend" (she though slave was a more apt description, but refrained to say it out loud) would oversee Penny progress and his friend would always accompany her, while in the field.

So, three days later Penny came to existence, they would have lunch together. Ozpin, always the sleazy geezer, managed to excuse himself and not be present.

And this is how Yang found herself as a sweating, agitated nervous wreck unable to stay still on her seat on a cold autumn day.

She downed her water on the go and hoped that was enough for her to not to set the restaurant on fire. She had serious doubts.

After Ozpin called her, in a way as she liked to say 'payback is a bitch', she had to save whatever she was doing for later. Glynda wasn't happy for being responsible to explain that supernova disguised as a human her situation. At least she was fast to understand how screwed she was. So, after sealing the deal (Yang though that her soul would gave her a less straining situation if she ever wanted to sell it) they parted ways.

Penny looked at her new friend, with an unsettling smile capable to drive Yang up the wall in seconds.

"So…"

She stared at her unblinking green eyes.

"You should blink once in a while. You are freaking me out and probably anybody we meet will feel the same"

"Right! What frequency?"

Yang set four times every minute while she was around people. Still, she couldn't stop her sister's voice invading her mind and telling her 'a way too fast for her tired mind' how her fight with Penny was rad. Or how Glynda would kill her just to see how long a phoenix can sustain her… treatment.

"Right, so here is your alias: Your name is Penny Pole… po… Polendina, is it right? Anyway, you came from Atlas after your grandfather passed away, I'm a distant cousin who is responsible for you now and Goodwitch is your legal guardian and… parent? Oobleck too?"

She nodded an affirmative.

"Yeeeah, continuing, you are 17 years old, here to know Beacon university because one day you will study there and don't know what course to choose."

"I will?"

"It's up to Glynda, in fact."

"Great! I'll call mother"

"No. And call her mom, sounds better. Talk to her once she has free time."

"Never?"

"Huh?"

Flabbergasted at her response, Yang's train of though halted. That explained a lot, but she managed a quick recovery.

"Try tonight with your dad, Bartholomew"

The android was vibrating in her seat with the prospect. Literally.

"Stop"

"What?"

"Whatever you are doing. Look at yourself, you can't move like that"

They went on how Penny should behave for hours. The restaurant threatened to close with them inside, so Yang and Penny departed and spotted her motorcycle Bumblebee, what lead Yang to an animated chat about how important is to treat your things well and with love, and another looooong conversation about feelings.

A walk in the neighbourhood and couple of hours later, plus the painful realisation of Penny constitution impact on her baby, Yang was forced to drive carefully.

After what felt like a lifetime later, but only…

"I don't want to know how many minutes or seconds it took for us arrive!"

After some time, they arrived at their destination. Only to leave Penny with her parents, what sounded strange no matter how many times it was said.

It was too late for a walk in the campus now.

A/N

I almost feel bad to give Oobleback so many one sided possibilities. Almost. Thanks to doomzoom and perhaps one day I'll get over it.