My life as a teenage robot fic- Winning Over
Author's note: Do you like this story? This my first story so tell me what you think about it.
Disclaimer: The characters and some places do not belong to me (except for Maisha or others I might make up) they belong to the makers of the show.
Chap 7: Cold hearted Stranger
Jenny walked right over to the man and tapped him on the shoulder. "Excuse me but we were wondering if you were lost or something." She politely told him.
"Can't a man walk outside without being harassed by hoodlums? Don't you teenagers," He spit it out like it was so below him, "have somewhere else to be?"
"Sorry sir but this her house and you were gaping through the windows." Maisha told him.
He just gave her an icy stare and told Brad, "Don't hang with her. She's nothing but trouble just like this stupid robot." He turned on his heel and stormed to his car in the driveway.
"That was so rude of him." Jenny spit out after she flew around the earth a couple of times to calm down.
"I know. I hate it when people try to freak out their opponents." Maisha declared earning the stares of Jenny and Brad.
"You know him? He's your opponent?" Brad inquired.
"No I don't know him but on his car he had the bumper sticker 'Kerbings for Governor' on his car. Kerbings is running against my mom for governor. So that guy must think that if he can weird out me, my mom might lose I guess. Who's up for a trip to the mall?" Maisha asked them eager to change the subject which, truth be told, freaked her out. They left a note for Jenny's mom and went out.
What none of them had noticed was the little object in the corner of the window the stranger was staring at. It was labeled KFG and was watching their every move.
Later in the evening, after they had come back from the mall empty handed but still happy otherwise, Jenny invited Brad to watch a movie at her house. Brad accepted and they went in. Maisha grabbed the remote and started flipping through channels while chatting about all the people she'd seen at the mall and a really cute outfit she was going to buy after she'd earned enough money. Brad tuned her out and studied her and Jenny. Jenny with her metallic shine and blue pigtails while Maisha's coca colored skin and her messy coal-colored ponytail on the top of her head all yelled opposites. Where it counted though Jenny was probably the coolest teen he knew and even he had to admit Maisha was pretty sweet and fun.
"Brad, earth to Brad. Who are you daydreaming about now?" Maisha's teasing tone of voice reached him.
"Oh sorry what did you say?" Brad tried to clear up his thoughts.
"Do you want to watch this re-run of Forgotten or do you want to watch Perfect Virus? Because me and Jenny can't decide." Maisha said repeating the two choices.
"Perfect Virus, I guess." He told her.
"Okay Jenny you win. We're watching Perfect Virus." Maisha told her.
"Oh but before we watch it, you two have got to fill out this survey!" Maisha continued passing one to Brad and Jenny and taking one for herself.
Brad looked at his hastily typed up survey labeled Things You look for in a Date. Maisha was at it again.
Author's note: Do you like this story? This my first story so tell me what you think about it.
Disclaimer: The characters and some places do not belong to me (except for Maisha or others I might make up) they belong to the makers of the show.
Chap 7: Cold hearted Stranger
Jenny walked right over to the man and tapped him on the shoulder. "Excuse me but we were wondering if you were lost or something." She politely told him.
"Can't a man walk outside without being harassed by hoodlums? Don't you teenagers," He spit it out like it was so below him, "have somewhere else to be?"
"Sorry sir but this her house and you were gaping through the windows." Maisha told him.
He just gave her an icy stare and told Brad, "Don't hang with her. She's nothing but trouble just like this stupid robot." He turned on his heel and stormed to his car in the driveway.
"That was so rude of him." Jenny spit out after she flew around the earth a couple of times to calm down.
"I know. I hate it when people try to freak out their opponents." Maisha declared earning the stares of Jenny and Brad.
"You know him? He's your opponent?" Brad inquired.
"No I don't know him but on his car he had the bumper sticker 'Kerbings for Governor' on his car. Kerbings is running against my mom for governor. So that guy must think that if he can weird out me, my mom might lose I guess. Who's up for a trip to the mall?" Maisha asked them eager to change the subject which, truth be told, freaked her out. They left a note for Jenny's mom and went out.
What none of them had noticed was the little object in the corner of the window the stranger was staring at. It was labeled KFG and was watching their every move.
Later in the evening, after they had come back from the mall empty handed but still happy otherwise, Jenny invited Brad to watch a movie at her house. Brad accepted and they went in. Maisha grabbed the remote and started flipping through channels while chatting about all the people she'd seen at the mall and a really cute outfit she was going to buy after she'd earned enough money. Brad tuned her out and studied her and Jenny. Jenny with her metallic shine and blue pigtails while Maisha's coca colored skin and her messy coal-colored ponytail on the top of her head all yelled opposites. Where it counted though Jenny was probably the coolest teen he knew and even he had to admit Maisha was pretty sweet and fun.
"Brad, earth to Brad. Who are you daydreaming about now?" Maisha's teasing tone of voice reached him.
"Oh sorry what did you say?" Brad tried to clear up his thoughts.
"Do you want to watch this re-run of Forgotten or do you want to watch Perfect Virus? Because me and Jenny can't decide." Maisha said repeating the two choices.
"Perfect Virus, I guess." He told her.
"Okay Jenny you win. We're watching Perfect Virus." Maisha told her.
"Oh but before we watch it, you two have got to fill out this survey!" Maisha continued passing one to Brad and Jenny and taking one for herself.
Brad looked at his hastily typed up survey labeled Things You look for in a Date. Maisha was at it again.