After school that day, Jenny, Sheldon, and Brad were all on the roof of the school gym. It was a separate building from the rest of the school. They even had benches for people to sit should they want to relax there. It was actually pretty safe. There was no real danger of falling off because there was a fence set up around the roof's edges.

Sheldon and Brad sat on one bench, and Jenny sat by herself on a bench across from them. For over an hour, Jenny said nothing at all. She was still filled with a terrible rage and she didn't feel like talking about it for the time being. Sheldon and Brad both decided to remain quite as well to give her time to think.

Jenny was leaning to her right with her elbow resting on the arm of the bench. Her right hand was used to support her head under her chin. Her head was also pointed to the right, so she wasn't even looking at Brad or Sheldon. She remained in the exact same position for almost the entire time she sat there.

"She never even needs to blink, does she? Now that I think about it, the only times I've ever seen her blink was when something got in her eyes," Brad thought to himself.

A click was heard coming from inside Jenny's body. This sound made both Sheldon and Brad look up at Jenny in surprise. Jenny sat up slowly and held up an open right hand.

"Five, four, three, two, one," Jenny said in harsh tone.

Just then, her chest plate opened up and a robot arm with a small monitor extended from inside her body. The monitor turned to face Jenny and turned on revealing a very concerned Ms. Wakeman.

"XJ9, what on Earth happened to you today? You're anger readings were off the charts," Ms. Wakeman yelled.

"I was surprised you didn't notice sooner. I assume you must've been out shopping or something, right?" Jenny asked.

"Well, yes," Ms. Wakeman answered.

"Listen mom, right now…I'm really not in the mood for talking about this. I'm not in the mood for much of anything right now. I'm sure the Principal or somebody will call you about it. You'll know what happened by then. If not, or if they don't explain it well enough, I will explain it all later," Jenny explained.

"I need to know. What have you gotten yourself into?" Ms. Wakeman asked.

"MOM," Jenny yelled "Please…don't make this any harder for me right now."

Ms. Wakeman could see the look of rage on her face. This was her first time seeing her daughter this angry before.

Ms. Wakeman sighed and said "All right, fine. I will leave you alone for now."

The monitor turned off and returned to its place inside of Jenny's body and her chest plate closed.

She stood up and said "Listen you two. I'm sorry that I wasted so much of your time today, keeping you waiting, but I really don't feel much like talking about this now. I appreciate your concern. I really do. I'll…I'll try to make it up to you as soon as I can."

She was getting ready to take off when Sheldon said "I really want to know one thing though. You said you can't cry, but I remember seeing you cry before."

Jenny closed her eyes and clenched her fists so tightly that the metal began to grind together. Her whole body even began to tremble.

She growled loudly and yelled "Yes. That's right. I can't cry. I can feel the emotions necessary for it…and I can simulate the actions of crying like you can, even my trembling voice…but I can't actually cry. It may have seemed pretty convincing to you, but I was only faking it. I can't even produce tears. They…would only make me rust. The closest thing to crying that I'm actually able to do…is what you're seeing right now."

Sheldon took one step forward towards Jenny holding out his left arm towards her, and she yelled "Stay back. I don't need your sympathy right now."

Jenny activated her rockets and took off into the air at high speed leaving both Sheldon and Brad behind. Sheldon slowly lowered his left arm back to its original position. For a whole minute, Sheldon looked straight down at his feet silently.

Before Brad could say anything, Sheldon said "There has always been one thing I've hated in life."

"And what's that?" Brad asked.

"It's when I want to help someone, but I can't because they don't want it," Sheldon replied.

"So I'm guessing that it's not just some crazy obsession like everybody says. You really do love her, don't you?" Brad asked.

"Yeah," Sheldon answered.

"Seriously, why do you love her?" Brad asked.

"Ever since I started going to school, I've been considered an outcast. I've even been considered an outcast to most of the other outcasts. Believe it or not, I used to cry a lot because of it. That may not be a very manly thing to say, but it's true. People tend to hate different things, things that they have trouble understanding. I was into action figures, comic books, science, robots, and just about everything else that most 'normal' people would find to be weird. I wasn't into those barbaric practices people call sports. I wasn't into most things that are considered to be normal, and I'm still not. I never talk about it, but I had to have several counseling sessions when I was younger just to keep from killing myself. It sounds pretty shocking to you, doesn't it? I can see it in your eyes. That's just how bad it got. I could tell that the other kids most likely wouldn't even care if I went through with it. They didn't even want me around anyway," Sheldon explained.

"So then, what does this have to do with Jenny?" Brad asked.

"It has a lot to do with her. If you haven't noticed, she's already starting to show the signs," Sheldon replied.

"Wait, you don't mean that Jenny might try to kill herself too, do you?" Brad asked concerned.

"Maybe. It's a strong possibility. If you remember correctly, I looked at her master plan. I know that she can't self-terminate directly. If you're about to ask why I didn't know that she couldn't cry, it's because I didn't have time to look at that information before Vexus stole it. She may not be able to self-terminate directly, but she can do it indirectly. She could always put herself an in impossible to escape situation. I know she's showing the signs because I was just as angry and bitter as she is now. That's the way it seems anyway. She's probably farther off the deep end right now than I ever was. I doubt she'll do it any time soon because she hasn't started sulking yet. It's a little more complicated than normal sulking. What I'm talking about is a much more extreme case. It's to the point where you start to completely shut the whole world out, not letting anything or anybody in for extended periods of time. By this point, you've literally become too tired to be angry or even cry any more. That was my case anyway. It might be different for her, but I still doubt she'll try it any time soon," Sheldon explained.

"That's pretty deep man. I've never been that down before. You still haven't explained why you like Jenny though," Brad said.

"You're kind of impatient. Anyway, as I was saying. You know very well that she is also an outcast. It isn't to the point where people are throwing stones at her screaming what is that thing, but she's probably is the biggest outcast on Earth right now. I feel for her, because I've always been the biggest outcast everywhere I go, or so it seems. I know what she's going through. When I saw her for the first time, I was immediately attracted to her. I somehow felt that she was like a mirror image of what I'd been going through my whole life. I felt that maybe this was my chance to get finally get a girl to like me. I thought that maybe she'd understand me. Only, at the time, she wasn't completely that mirror image. There was a difference. She displayed a confidence that she could find a way to fit in that I could never display. That's what made me attracted even more. Well, you know how that turned out. It never worked. I want to be there for her when she needs comforting, but how can I if she is always shutting me out?" Sheldon asked.

"There's one thing I've discovered on my own about women. For a lot of them, their standards are too high. They want the best kind of man. I bet they somehow think they deserve it or something, as if it's their right. Of course, what is considered to be the best man is a concept made up at some point long ago. Not every woman can have the best kind of man, and not every man can have the best kind of woman either. There isn't enough of them out there for that to be possible. Sometimes in life, you have to know when you've been beaten, and settle for what you can get. If you don't, life can be very miserable for you. You are an exception though, you don't even have the worst. Neither do I, but that's not the point. Not everybody can have the best, but they can possibly have the best for them. Jenny is probably the best for you, and you are probably the best for Jenny," Brad explained.

"You really think so," Sheldon asked.

"I think so anyway. You're the only human to ever express that much of an interest in her," Brad answered.

"I thought you liked her too though," Sheldon pointed out.

"I did. But I don't really see her that way anymore. I see her as more of a friend, or possibly even a sister. Plus, my attraction to her was never nearly as strong as yours is," Brad explained.

"Thanks Brad, I needed that. I guess I just need to push even harder then," Sheldon said with a more confident look on his face.

"That's the spirit. That's the Sheldon I know. Anyway, I think we should go home or something. We do have homework to do. I'm sure Jenny will get over it soon enough," Brad suggested.

As they were leaving the rooftop, they never realized that someone was listening to their conversation. On the top floor of the gym, Grace was staring out of the window when she heard Jenny, Brad, and Sheldon start talking. She heard everything.

"Maybe…she really isn't…bad…after all," She said softly.

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Jenny was flying in one direction until she reached a place with nobody around, an abandoned warehouse area. She landed in an open spot of land that was completely grassless, nothing but dirt and gravel. By this time, it had begun to rain.

She got down on her knees and said "Why was I put here anyway? If there really is a god, and he put humans here, maybe he put the idea into mom's head to make me as well. I'd rather…I'd rather have been more like Armagedroid…than they way I am now. He wasn't made to understand emotional pain."

She thought about it some more, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She was clenching her fist so tightly that she started to damage the joints in her fingers. Her internal motors sped up to maximum speed once again, she raised both arms into the air, and slammed both of her fists onto the ground and screamed as loudly as she could. The force of her fists hitting the ground formed a small crater about seven inches deep and about ten feet wide. She repeatedly screamed and slammed her fists into the ground making the crater wider and deeper and the glass windows of the warehouses shatter. The shaking ground even caused things to fall over such as old doors that were being held up only by severely rusted hinges, old equipment, and other things like portable restrooms.

Unknown to her, someone was in the area, watching her. Her old ex-friend Misty was watching her from a distance. Misty was in her mist form, which made her undetectable to Jenny's sensors.

"I was going to pay you a visit, but I see this isn't an appropriate time. You're in too much pain right now. I want you at full strength when I return so we can settle the score," Misty said as she started leaving the area.

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"The readings are off the charts once again. It's even worse than before. What is going on in your mind XJ9?" Ms. Wakeman asked as she was looking at the information on the computer monitor.

She sighed and said "Oh, but there's nothing I can do right now. She really wanted space. I just hope she isn't in any real trouble right now."