Uh…here's chapter 2. I don't own anything, so don't sue. (Yay! Rhyme!)


When Rotor arrived at the medical hut, he wasn't quite sure what he was being called there for. "I'm a tech junkie, not a doctor…" he had thought He knocked on the door to the hut, and as it open just a crack, a very cautious Dr. Quack peeked out of it. "You alone?"

This slightly weirded out Rotor, as he wasn't quite used to the good Doctor acting this way. Nevertheless, he answered. "Uh…yeah." "Brought your tools?" "Well, yeah. Just what's going on anyway? You need some equipment repaired or something?" The Doc hesitated. "Er…something like that. Come in, and please…don't stare at what you're about to see." Raising an eyebrow at this statement, Rotor headed into the hut.

Try as he might, he found it REALLY difficult to tear his eyes away from what he saw on the bed. "What…how…"

"Exactly what she said at first. I managed to convince her to take a nap, so that everything'll go by faster. I'll fill you in on the details later, but right now, she needs to be…finished. You see, her right eye seems to be incomplete-she can't see anything out of it. Think you can do anything about that?"

"I…yeah, I think so…" Rotor said nervously. Dr. Quack turned away, and headed towards the door.

"I'll give you some privacy, then. I'll make sure the nurses don't allow anyone into the room until you say you're done."

"Ok…thanks…yeah, I'll let you know when I'm finished." "Good." With that, the Doctor left, and Rotor carefully looked over the princess, wondering where to start. Not finding any sort of place he could enter her neurotics from the front, he figured he had to flip her over…

"Just great," he muttered to himself. "Okay, here we go…" Gently taking her torso, he starting nudging her over. Unfortunately, instead of flipping her over while still asleep, as he wanted, he caused her to stir. In a panic, he forgot that he had her an inch or two in the air already, and jerked his hands from under her. The slight shock of hitting the bed was enough to jolt her from her slumber.

"Who…what the…!" She calmed down when she saw Rotor. "Oh, it's only you…trying to work on me in my sleep, right?" He nodded wordlessly. "Yeah, I remember. Can't see anything out of this stupid thing," she said, gesturing to her robot eye. "Uh...I was trying to get you to turn over, so I could see the back of it…" "Oh, is that it? Fine." She turned away from him, allowing him to see what he was working with.

"Ok…yeah, there's a way I can get in back here…" He quickly found a plate that, with a little prying, he was able to get off, and he began to work his magic…carefully, of course.

For a while, things went somewhat smoothly, with only the occasional yelp and 'sorry' combination from Sally and Rotor whenever he attached or took out a certain wire. Eventually, the repairs were almost done.

"Okay…all I have to do is attach these two wires, and you should be good to go. This may sting a bit…" He felt Sally brace herself, and attached the wires.

She jumped a bit, but stood still until he would give the word.

Finally, he reattached the place he took out to get in her head. "Okay, that should do it! Say, miss?" he turned to a nearby nurse. "You can tell Dr. Quack I'm done." She nodded and headed out. He turned to Sally. "So…how do you feel?" She turned towards him, and he could see that her eye had light up somewhat. "Well, I can see out of both eyes now, but I…I feel…strange. I don't know how to describe it…" She held up her right arm, really looking at it for the first time. "I…I don't know what to do now." "It's like…nothing's going to be the same with me." "I sorta doubt it would…no offense." "None taken." "So…what are you going to do now?" "Well, I suppose first, I should-" she suddenly froze mid-sentence for a brief moment. "Sally…Princess? You okay?"

A second later, she shook her head. "I'm fine, sorry about that." "You sure? "Yeah. Anyway, as I was saying, I should first let the people know about this as soon as possible. We can't let something like this stop us." As she stood up, Dr. Quack, along with the nurse, stepped back in.

"Going somewhere? I don't know if you should let this be known right now." Sally shook her head. "Personally, I think that the sooner we get this out in the open, the sooner the people can accept it and move on. I'll call a public gathering, and announce it then." She walked towards the door. "Sally," Quack started, trying to dissuade her, "are you absolutely sure about this? I mean, I could make it a medical announcement, you wouldn't have to-" "No, I'm doing this myself, Quack." She stepped forward. "Move." Quack was openly panicking now. "I-I…look, I can't…who knows-" She suddenly thrust a hand out straight for Quack's neck, and looked at him with deadly silence, right eye glowing.

"I said MOVE!" He did so out of pure shock. Her eye dimmed again. "Uh, thanks. Very sorry about that, but I really, really have to do this myself." As she walked out, they couldn't help but question just what had got into her…


Ok…not gonna be able to update for a while, so…sorry.