At Jenny's house, she's looking over a magazine on her bed. "Oh, Ian McCully, you're such a bad boy," She swoons as Amy is sitting on a bean bag chair nearby, looking at a different magazine that showed off different hairstyles. "Even if the whole world is against you, you hold your ground. Ooh, and those beautiful blue eyes!"

"Keep daydreaming, Jen," Amy smiles teasingly. "We both know that he wouldn't go for either of us."

"No, but it's nice to think about," She says with a dreamy sigh and the door opens, revealing Dr. Wakeman.

"Hello, XJ9, Amelia," She greets them both.

"Hello? Knocking?" Jenny reminds the woman.

"Uh, what?"

"Door, privacy? Common courtesy? Knocking?!" The robot emphasizes to her mother. "Not to mention that I have Amy over," She gestures to the girl.

"Speaking of knocking, here's something you won't knock!" Dr. Wakeman holds out a box, seemingly ignoring her daughter's complaints. Amy rolls her eyes at this, hiding her face behind a magazine.

"Typical...people in families never respect privacy," She mutters to herself. She couldn't count how many times her sisters would try and sneak into her room whenever she's not there. Thankfully she put a keypad into the door thanks to her dad's connections. Not only for privacy, but to make sure her hidden monitor wasn't accidentally discovered.

"A pair of enhanced optical sensor arrays! They're telescopic, have macrofocus, and will allow you to see imagery invisible to the human eye," She explains as the two overlook them.

"Well...they are the same shade of icy blue as Ian McCully's," Jenny then stands up. "But I think I'll stick with my old eyes."

Dr. Wakeman flinches in shock, annoyed. "Honestly, XJ9, you can be so stubborn!" She clenches a fist as Jenny sits across Amy, who feels a little awkward. "You have to look at the big picture! These eyes will increase your crimefighting efficiency!" She insists to the robot. "And besides, there's a new robot in town and we have to be one step ahead of it! Amelia, if I offered you these, you would wear them?"

Jenny and Amy both freeze as she's talking about Ms. Mecha. They both glance to each other and then at her.

"Um," She flinches as she puts down her magazine, a little nervous since Dr. Wakeman doesn't know about her other identity. "No, because I'm not a robot that you built to be a teenager, Mrs. Wakeman...and besides, having another robot helping save the world can't be that bad," She finishes nervously, sinking lower into her bean bag.

"XJ9 is the only robot that saves this town!" Dr. Wakeman argues, the two giving blank looks.

"Mom, it's okay, she's my partner. She's not trying to make me look bad in comparison," Jenny winks at Amy, who gestures for her to stop.

"...Wonderful! Oh, just try them on. Trust me, you'll like them," The woman smiles, but the robot ignores her. "Don't you want to look like your friend, uh, Ethan?"

"Ugh!" Jenny groans at this. "It's Ian! Alright, I'll try them on." She unscrews her eyes, Amy just looking on from behind. She tosses them onto her bed, and puts on the new ones, screwing them on. As soon as she does, both Amy and Dr. Wakeman look pixelated. "Whoa, you're all blocky-style!"

"That's digital vision. Flip through the other settings," Dr. Wakeman tells her, proud of herself. She changes the setting to mostly purple.

"Ultra-violet vision..." She then changes it to mostly red. "Infra-red vision?!" Then she sees their skeletons. "X-ray vision." And then everything looks melted, but the two are wearing beach-wear in her eyes. "Heat vision." And then the two look like they're from the 80s. "Rainbow vision! Ooh, pretty colors." And then everything looks like sausages, which was a weird one. "Wow, I even have sausage vision." She changes the settings back to normal. One eye goes to Amy and she recoils back, but not without reason.

"Jenny, too close for my liking, put that eye back," She waves a hand nervously.

"So, what do you think?"

"I think..." Jenny turns around as...her new eyes look bug-eyed, which is why Amy doesn't look that amazed by them. "I'll be the coolest-looking teenager ever!"

"Oh please don't go to school with those," Amy pleads to herself, pinching her nose.

"Wow..." Jenny murmurs as she's standing between her mother and the brunette, all of them walking down the street. "It's like I'm seeing the world for the first time." She zooms upwards to the sky. "The sky is so much bluer." She then directs them to the ground, Dr. Wakeman smiling happily. "The grass is so much greener," She then directs her eyes to a family that look freaked out at her. "The people...so much paler."

"I'm glad you like them, dear." They walk onto the crosswalk, every single person in their cars staring at Jenny, and not in a good way. "Let's pop by Klein's Hardware and get some transistors to match your new eyes."

Jenny looks at some posters on the wall, her eyes expanding so she could look at them while farther away. "Cool posters," She zips back up to them to get a closer look. "Such a sad little girl...aww, a puppy," She then looks at a mirror and finally sees herself in her new eyes for the first time. "This one's creepy. Oh..." Her pigtails drop a bit as she realizes that it's not a poster. "Ohh...it's me. Wow, I really look freaky on this setting. Hey Mom, which setting is number one?"

Amy and Dr. Wakeman walk back to her, the brunette biting her lip nervously.

"Number one? Normal."

"That's funny, I thought you said normal," Jenny chuckles, glancing back at them.

"I did," The woman reveals, the robot whipping back around to the mirror. She glances between her mom and her friend, and then her eyes widen. They grow so big that they almost pop out of her sockets of how goofy the eyes look on her.

"Normal?" She slides in front of the two, glaring with her hands on her hips. "You call this normal?! How could you do this to me?! And how come you didn't tell me?" She points to Amy, who holds up her hands in defense.

"Do what? What are you talking about?" Dr. Wakeman asks in confusion, not getting the point.

"And to be fair, even if I did, you'd still have the same reaction. Be thankful I didn't let you go to school with them," Amy points out; unlike the ears, she didn't see them until school.

"I'm talking about these wiggly-squiggly bug snakes you call eyes!" She points up at her eyes.

"XJ9, you're not looking at the big picture," The woman reminds her, Amy placing a hand on her forehead.

"And you're not looking at this picture!" Jenny brings her forward to the mirror so that she could get a good look at them. "It's called I made my daughter a total dweeb! And my robot friend a dweeb at that!"

"You don't look dweeb, I think you look very puh-hat," Dr. Wakeman tells her and Amy pinches her nose, shaking her head.

"It's pronounced phat, Mother. And giant periscopes in your head are not phat, dope, or even cool! I want my old eyes back," She crosses her arms, glaring at Amy. "How could you let me go out looking like this?"

"Because maybe unlike you, I'm not a teenage robot who cares so much about looks!" She rolls her eyes to the back of her head. "You already know I'm not into fashion like that, and just be glad no one from school saw you like this."

"Good point," Jenny grumbles in defeat; by doing that, Amy had somewhat done her a favor, but she was still in public with them.

"What?! But these are far more efficient," Dr. Wakeman argues to the robot.

"Who cares about efficiency?!" Jenny argues back to her.

"I do, and so should you, young lady," The woman crosses her arms, Jenny's eyes falling in dismay. "Now stop being silly."

"I think it's just more so preference than denying...the new eyes," Amy tries to help her understand, but the doctor wasn't having it.

"More like stubbornness."

"The only way to stop being silly is to lose these jokes!" She forcibly moves the eyes off her face, little hands sweeping themselves.

"XJ9, you cannot go sightless, you have a job to do!" Dr. Wakeman tries to make her see reason.

"Give me my old eyes back and I'll do it," The robot holds out her hand.

"Absolutely not."

"Fine," Jenny stomps past her. "I'll save the world without your stinking eeee-" She trips and falls over a hot dog cart, with the sausages covering her eyes. Amy sighs as she and Dr. Wakeman follow after her, looking down at the mess she made.

"If you can't even conquer a hot dog cart, how can you hope to conquer evil?" Dr. Wakeman points out.

"Jen, at least put the eyes back on until you get home, you could just fly over town and not have to worry about walking," Amy points out to the robot as the hot dog vendor brushes mustard over one of the hot dogs. Jenny perks up at that idea, flying into the sky without the eyes.

"Just watch me!" She flies right into a pole...then she crashes into another one. They then watch her crash into another one. The eyes look up at the two and Dr. Wakeman puts them away.

"What are you looking at?"

Amy sighs as she sags her shoulders, slowly walking after Jenny. The things she does for her friends...

A woman screams from a film in the movie theater as a shadow looms over her. "Help me!" She's approached by a mummy, who groans as he walks forward. Tuck and Brad are in the audience, wearing 3D glasses.

"Cool 3D monster," Tuck compliments as the arms reach out...but then Jenny crashes through the screen, essentially stopping the movie. Everyone gasps at her, thinking that it's a part of the movie.

"Best effects ever!"

The people cheer as the two boys glance at each other, flabbergasted. "What's going on?" Jenny looks around in confusion. "Is someone hurt? I heard screaming." The screen projector stops and someone stands up.

"Hey, she's not a 3D effect! She's just...three dimensional!"

The crowd throw their popcorn, snacks, and drinks at her, and she falls backwards into the hole she made. Brad and Tuck walk up to her while Amy enters the theater, running over to them.

"Rough day, Jen?" Brad frowns as she sits up, a popcorn box in one eye, and then soda in the other.

"I've seen better..."

"So," Amy gives him a 'really' look as he eats some popcorn from Jenny. "What's the deal with the eyes?"

"Well, it all started when-" A slurp interrupts her as it was from Tuck, who was drinking the soda. He opens his eyes and stares at them. Brad raises a brow as Amy crosses her arms. He stops and chuckles awkwardly.

"Sorry."

"So I said, keep your googly eyes!" Jenny finishes telling the story to the boys outside the theater. "And I stormed off."

"I don't know, Jen," Brad rubs his chin. "Going sightless could be dangerous. Maybe you should get those eyes back."

"Wow, for once, we actually agree on something," Amy blinks at him in shock and he turns to her with a wide grin.

"I know, right? Feels weird, but in a good way."

"Yeah, that won't last long," She murmurs to herself as she looks away.

"That's easy for you to say," Jenny retorts back to the two. "I'm the one who looked like a king-sized dork," She crosses her arms, looking away.

"You know, it's more so about function than looks here," Amy tries to tell her, but she holds her head up high.

"Can't you and your mom find some sort of compromise?" Brad wonders to his robotic friend.

"What, so I don't look like a medium-sized dork?" Jenny asks in return.

"Either that or get a seeing-eye dog," Tuck speaks up.

"Tuck, you're a genius!" The robot smiles down at him.

"I am?" He beams up at her.

"I need someone to be my eyes. Someone intelligent, reliable, alert, someone like...Brad!" Jenny looks up at him and Amy snickers, Brad giving her a glare.

"Alright!"

"Hey, I'm just as..." Tuck glances at his brother. "Alert as Brad! I wanna be the eyes!"

"Too bad, short stuff," Brad grins with his hands behind his back, Tuck glaring up at him. "She picked me. But it looks like someone doesn't have faith in my skills," He gives Amy a look.

"More like that it's hilarious that she picked you of all people."

"Oh, like you could do better?" He retorts to her and she crosses her arms.

"Claudia can do better, and she's near-sighted."

"Geez, just kiss already and get it out of your system," Tuck mutters to himself, pointing up at Brad. "But she can un-pick you."

"If we have to have this conversation one more time-"

The two brothers begin arguing and the brunette gives them a blank look.

Jenny walks off with an annoyed look. "You two figure it out. Just as long as someone-" She walks right onto the road...and causes a car to crash just from her weight alone. "Watches out for me."

The two boys look up ahead and see what happened. "Watch out for that car!" They both shout in unison.

"Uhh, thanks."

"This is painful," Amy rubs a temple at this.

Some shouts are heard and Brad pulls her forward. "Speed up! Speed up!"

"Slow down! Slow down!" Tuck calls out from behind, running after the duo. They stop near some shouting people near a store that has broken windows.

"What happened here?" Jenny asks curiously, one of them cleaning up the glass.

"He broke into my contact lens store!"

"He nabbed all my kaleidoscopes," A hippie explains next.

"He took my eyeshadow!" A man gestures to his store, his eyes suddenly all cutesy for some reason. "Though people tell I'm beautiful without it."

"What did he look like?" Jenny questions them, Amy taking out a pen and pad.

"He wore a hat!"

"And a coat."

"I think he had a mustache."

"No, it was a beard!"

"Or was it a scar?"

"I remember his crooked teeth!"

"No, dude, it was his nose."

"His feet were big."

The four glance back and forth between all the store owners, as they were getting conflicting information.

"I remember now!" The one with the eye shadow exclaims with a smile. "He was invisible."

"Oh yeah!" The other two agree with him. Amy slowly raises a brow, wondering if she's supposed to believe it or if this is a joke...and if it is true, all of that bickering was unnecessary too if they couldn't even see him.

"Look, there he is!" Tuck points forward to an invisible guy with a coat, hat, and with the stuff he stole. "Mostly..."

He laughs evilly and then flies into an alleyway. Amy is about to leave to go transform when Brad grabs her hand along with Jenny's. "Let's get 'im!"

"Hold on," Jenny lets go of him to activate her wings. "We need a bird's eye view." Amy is about to let go of Brad when he tugs her forward.

"No time to split, Amy! Jenny needs our help."

"Ugh," She groans at this; the one time he wants to be responsible is during a time when she doesn't need him to be...

Jenny takes both boys and takes off without Amy, to her relief. She runs towards another alleyway to transform, taking off into the sky after Jenny.

"This is the coolest!" Tuck exclaims happily as Amy appears nearby. Brad looks up at her and blinks.

"Whoa! Jen, who's the new robot?"

"She's my partner, Ms. Mecha," Jenny explains and Tuck waves to her. She looks away nervously and waves back so that he doesn't see her eyes, therefore possibly recognizing her.

"Hey! Your armor is awesome!" Brad calls out to her.

"Don't we have more important things to do?" She turns back to them while flying.

"Any sign of him?" Jenny wonders to her friends, and they see the invisible criminal on the streets. "He's right below us! Dive bomb him!"

"Bombs away!" She shouts as she dives forward, Amy blinking in shock as she watches them.

"Wait!" The mechanical superhero calls out, trying to catch up to them.

"We're headed straight for him!" Brad reports to her.

"Straight for the ground! Pull up, pull up!" Tuck shouts in alarm.

"No! Stay down!" Brad argues back

"Which is it?" Jenny asks in confusion.

"Pull upppp!" She does so, but misses him as he ducks, looking up as they crash into a stoplight...Amy reaches them and winces, looking away.

"Ooh, that's gotta hurt..."

Brad blinks, spitting out the red light. "Look, in the playground!" He looks down as a baby is licking two lollipops connected together to look like glasses, with candy canes attached. The invisible man takes the candy, confusing the child.

The invisible man laughs, slurping the treat and then inserting it inside his coat. "Stealing candy glasses from a baby?" Tuck asks as the four stand together, fists clenched with glares. "How lame!" Jenny retracts her wings.

"You sure you don't need eyes to fight this guy?" Brad looks at Jenny in concern since...she can't see him with or without eyes.

"Duh," She shrugs at him. "What good are eyes to fight someone invisible?" Amy facepalms at the rhetorical question and Jenny turns to him. "Just point me in the right direction. Come on, Ms. Mecha!"

The two jump and land in front of him, the guy sliding backwards. Amy prepares her laser guns at him. "Okay, you're right in front of him," Brad points and she punches, but misses. Amy fires lasers, but of course, it doesn't work.

"Oh...right," She winces in realization as the lasers go right through him. Jenny tries again, but she keeps missing since he knows where she's gonna strike.

"You missed!" Tuck frowns at her.

"Try the sidewinder."

Jenny extends her arm, but the invisible dude holds up his hand and her arm gets tied into a knot. Amy flips past them and does a handstand, trying to kick upwards, but he slides back and she lands back-first onto the ground. She grunts with an annoyed look on her face.

"You missed too," Tuck points down at her.

"Yes, thanks for that," She gives a blank look at the commentary.

"Missed again," Tuck looks at Jenny, who frowns at her arm.

"Kick him with your laser leg!" Brad directs her and she leaps into the air, using a laser from her leg, but he just holds up his hat again, laughing.

"Hair raiser rangs!"

Jenny spins around her ponytails and then they go flying like boomerangs...but nothing happens, as he flies his unseen nails, laughing evilly. Amy growls as she stands up, clenching her fists. "Any luck?" The robot wonders as her ponytails go back to her head.

"Nope," Tuck looks up at his friend.

"I don't get it!"

"Brad, did someone take your eyes?" Jenny looks to him and Amy fights the urge to laugh.

"What's that supposed to meeaan!" Brad and Tuck are suddenly lifted up into the air, Amy being kicked onto the grass.

"Brad? Tuck? Where are you?" She looks around in confusion.

"Up here!" Tuck calls out from above as they're hanging in mid-air. "Somehow we're levitating...and it's kinda cool."

"Not cool," Amy stands up as Brad glares at him.

"Well, it is!" He smiles at his brother and Ms. Mecha. The two are spun around several times that both of them start to look sick.

"Cool, huh?" Brad asks sarcastically, the two being spun around again. "Jenny! Get your eyes!" He calls out, Amy looking up in shock.

"How is he doing this?!" She whips around to him and is about to attack when she's suddenly lifted into midair as well, being played with like an accordion. "Ow! Let me go, creep!"

"Come on, Brad. Don't give up now. We almost got him," Jenny smiles weakly as she really does not want to put them on.

"Get your eyes, Jenny!" He repeats in frustration.

"JEN, we need your help, get it over with!" Amy shouts in pain. "Stop worrying about looks and go get 'em!"

"Tuck, here's your chance. You can guide me," The robot smiles up at them.

"Get those eyes!" He agrees with his brother.

"Oh, alright..." She looks to her wrist as it beeps. "Activate homing beacon," Her pigtails turn into satellites and she flies off. "I'll be back, guys. Don't panic."

They were panicking anyway.

"Oooh, teenagers," Dr. Wakeman complains on a bench near the hot dog cart. The vendor and the customer stare her wide-eyed. She has the eyes right next to her, a hand on her cheek. "One day they're operating efficiently, and the next, they're tossing off body parts and calling you a dweeb..."

"Mom!" She looks up, turning around and crossing her arms as Jenny arrives. "I need those eyes back."

"Well, well, well. Seeing things differently now, are we?"

"Please Mom, Brad, Tuck, and Ms. Mecha are in trouble," She pleads with the woman.

"Well, I don't know. You sure these eyes are phat enough for your friends?" Dr. Wakeman opens her eyes.

"Yes, Mom, they're phat, dope, and way cool," Jenny deadpans at her.

"You didn't mention their efficiency," Jenny takes the eyes from her and screws them back on. "Well, young lady, I hope you've learned not to be so stubborn and to always listen to your mother-"

"Sure Mom, whatever. Gotta go!" The robot flies into the air once she has the eyes back, Dr. Wakeman's hair flying upwards. She sags her shoulders as her hair is a mess, glancing at the hot dog guy.

"Take my advice: don't ever build children."

The three stop spinning and look a little sick. "Sooo dizzy..." Brad groans out as Tuck's face looks green.

"I think I'm gonna puke..."

"Oh, don't remind me of puke," Amy mutters from her suit; she did not wanna puke in there. The invisible man laughs and then flinches as Jenny comes back.

"Now to shed a little light on the subject of the invisible man!" She goes through ultra-violet, 8-bit, skeleton, and finally infrared to notice that there's a tentacle controlling the hat and suit. "Hey! You're not an invisible man. You're an invisible eyeball!" The eyeball suddenly appears as it throws away the hat and cat. He's holding onto Amy with two veins.

"So...you've discovered my secret with your powerful eyes," He glares down at her. "They are nothing compared to the might of the all-seeing infrared Ivan! Puny humans," He glares up at the tree. "Trying to challenge me with their contacts, bifocals, and telescopes. But no one shall be allowed to match MY visionary powers! All the world's eyeballs will be mine, and mine alone! And there's nothing you can do to stop me!" He laughs evilly and she looks down with a smirk. She kicks dust in his eye and he blinks, getting pink-eye.

"Irritation...destroying me!"

"Hey, eye drops here."

"Huh?" He looks forward in confusion as a guy is just selling eye drops nearby for some reason.

"Get your eye dops here! Cooling relief for irritated eyes, get your eye drops here. Eye drops...and hot sauce," He gestures down to hot sauce, which Ivan actually grabs instead of eye drops. "Red-hot hot sauce." He pouts the hot sauce onto his eye.

"Now I'll take care of you—ooh, ooh!" He flinches in pain from the hot sauce. "Anything, anything to stop the burning!"

Another vendor is nearby with magnifying glasses, a little boy using one on the ground. "Hey, get your magnifying glass, intensify the burning nature of the sun here."

Ivan grabs one and shouts in pain from it. "Get your pointy stick here," Another vendor holds up a stick, Ivan taking it. He pokes his eye with it, screaming in pain as tears flood from his eye. He lets go of the three and they flinch, Amy flying with her rockets. Jenny catches the boys by nets, using her eyes to look at the both of them.

"You guys okay?"

"Yeah..." Brad groans out, still a little sick.

"Can we go home now?" Tuck adds in.

"After Ms. Mecha and I take care of this minor irritation," Jenny glares at Ivan and Amy smirks, cracking her knuckles. The two of them fly around him and after a few seconds, they've tied him up with his own veins. The two lean against him with smirks. "Now we can go home."

"Can you drop me at my optometrist's?" Ivan asks them, the two looking back in alarm.

"I think you're crazy, Jenny!" Tuck tells her once they've gotten back to her house. "Your eyes are wicked cool!"

She moves them over Tuck to look into Brad and Amy's eyes. "What do you guys think?"

"Uhh, they're not totally not cool..." He rubs his chin.

"If I were you, I'd get the old ones back..." Amy rubs the back of her neck. "They look kinda creepy in my opinion, so get them away from me," She gently pushed Jenny's eyes away from her face.

"Thanks..." The robot says after getting them back to her face.

"Oh, XJ9!" Dr. Wakeman calls out as she comes in again without knocking. "I have a surprise for you!" She smiles as she steps forward, hiding something behind her back.

"What is it? A pair of giant wax lips?" She asks sarcastically, whatever it is, she didn't want to look anymore freaky than she already does.

"Not quite," She reveals Jenny's old eyes and the robot beams.

"My old eyes!"

"I modified them to work like the new ones, although they're not quite as efficient," Her mother explains as Jenny admires herself.

"I can't believe you did this! Thank you!"

Brad and Amy smile as the two finally came to a compromise on the eyes. Although to Amy, all of this mess could've been avoided had Jenny or Dr. Wakeman thought of this solution earlier. "Well, it seems like there was room for compromise," The woman smirks up at the two teenagers. "Oh, and speaking of room, in order to keep them compact, I had to put the power supply in this fanny pack," She puts it around Jenny's waist.

"Fanny pack, schmanny pack," She dismisses it, a hand on her with a smile. "As long as I look like my old self." However...because the power supply needed storage, Dr. Wakeman built two storage units on the fanny pack...that make it look like Jenny has a big butt. Tuck stares at it and starts laughing at it, Amy looking away with a wince. Jenny just stares at him in confusion.

"What?" She asks, not getting why he's laughing, and it's probably better if Jenny doesn't know this time around...