"Try to do it one more time."

XJ9 let out a little sigh as she felt the pieces in her arm shift again. The metal plates slid around, wires moved, and everything began to click into place until the basic blaster was revealed. Her mom stopped her timer and, with a smile, wrote down some times. It wasn't long since her mom had repaired her arm and insisted on making sure it worked perfectly. So, her test for the day involved her forming and deforming her basic blaster again and again.

This was her seventh time forming the weapon, and her hand trembled as it was completed. Yet, she couldn't help but feel a bit prideful of herself. The last time she had tried to form it, for that dumb Skyway Patrol test, it had taken every bit of her strength to get it to work none-the-less shoot it. Granted, she hadn't tried reshooting it, but making the gun was more natural than before, and she could do it faster. She honestly surprised herself when she formed it so quickly the first time for the test.

Her mom had given her some explanation of how since she was working now and her body was more used to moving, etc, etc. She didn't care to listen too in-depth to the explanation. All she cared about is that she could form the blaster fast, which made her mom's eyes light up at her progress. Speaking of which, at the signal to do so, she shifted the gun back into her arm then watched her mom write down the time.

"Wonderful work, XJ9. We'll end the test here, and try target practice tomorrow."

She nodded her head at Wakeman but was paying more attention to her now somewhat sore arm. She flexed it and felt a slight sting of electricity shoot through her limb. She hoped the feeling would go away soon, and she started to rub her arm without realizing it.

"How about we get you a treat?"

Her head and her pigtails shot up at the last word, and she nodded her head so fast and hard she swore it almost fell off. Wakeman just chuckled at XJ9's enthusiasm as it seemed the robot was always ready for a treat. XJ9 was practically jumping in place as she impatiently waited for her mom to set the clipboard down and put something away. Ugh, why was it taking so long by this time she could have already been chugging her treat.

After what felt like an eternity, they finally made it upstairs, and she plopped herself on the couch to wait for her treat. She excitedly kicked her legs back and forth as she sat on the sofa and listened to floor creak because of her movements. She suddenly wondered what would happen if she swung her legs as fast as possible, but before she could start, her mom came in with-What was that? XJ9 was expecting a bottle of the dark slick liquid that she thoroughly enjoyed, but instead, there was a can.

Her mom handed the strange can to her, and she could only stare at it. It was a dark blue can with a streak of purple across it with white letters that read OIL and a sprout sticking out. For a moment, she thought her mom had just grabbed the wrong thing, and in a second, she would hand her a bottle. She didn't. If anything, the lady just smiled more and watched her closer with a little cloth in her hand for some reason. She gave her a confused look, and the woman finally seemed to get the picture.

"XJ9, this is your treat."

She stared blankly at her.

"I know it looks different, but it's practically the same. You've progressed incredibly in your motor skills, so I don't think you'll need a bottle anymore."

Motor skills, what did her motors have to do with her losing her treat?

"It'll take time for you to get used to it, but it'll be fine."

Her mom started to tie the cloth around her neck, and she squirmed away. She didn't like this, not one little bit. She huffed and held the can out back to her mom.

"What?"

She held the can out towards her again and her head no with a scowl forming on her face.

"Do you not want it?"

She shook her head and waited for her mom to take it from her. Wakeman looked a bit surprised at this and gently took it back. This made XJ9 raise an eyebrow, why was she confused? This wasn't the right treat, and she didn't want anything to do with it, what was so confusing about that?

"...Is this cause it's not in a bottle?"

She shook her head, yes, whatever was in the bottle was good, unlike this thing.

"Oh my god, XJ9, it's the same drink. The only difference is instead of pouring into a bottle for you; I'm giving it to you in its original container."

She crossed her arms and looked away from her mom and the can. She was wrong. It wasn't just like the bottle, and she would patiently wait until she got it.

"This is your last chance, either you take the can or no treat at all."

She only huffed at her mom's words. No, she didn't want anything to do with that thing and would wait for as long as it took.

"Fine then."

Wakeman walked off and left her sitting there. When her mom came back, she didn't have a bottle, she sat down beside her and started reading the paper as usual. Now, XJ9 admitted that this surprised her, but she tried not to let it show. She was going to get her bottle, and she could wait until the end of time if she had too. Okay, maybe not to the end of time, she was very impatient. Maybe till the next test tomorrow, where she could get a tasty treat then.

Author's Note- Thanks for reading and please leave a review! Things are going to start picking up speed now as XJ9 is starting to get her stubborn streak and has already started questioning things. See you next Sunday!