At Mezmers, the local teen hangout, Jenny has a hand to her cheek, smiling at her friends. "I can't believe it, Jenny!" Brad exclaims at her, tying an apron around himself. "I can't believe I got this job! It's so cool!" He walks over to her, wearing a hat over his head as he gestures to the diner. "Mezmers is the coolest hangout in town! State-of-the-art computerized jukebox, deluxe five-cushion booth seating, air-conditioned dance floor, and wall-to-wall teenagers!" Practically everyone from school was here today.

Amy walks over to Brad, wearing the same uniform, but she has a manager pin underneath her name. "And then there's the not-so-cool thing about my job..." He deadpans at her and she smacks the back of his head with an annoyed look. "Ow!"

"I know you're not talking about me," She warns him.

"I can't believe I'm hanging with normal teens," Jenny gushes at everyone.

"Well, why not? With me and Amy in charge, you can hang out any time you want," He tells her with a smile and Amy nudges him with her elbow.

"Technically, I'm his boss, but you're always welcome here, Jen," She adds her with a smile as Brad rubs his arm. He glances at her brooch and raises a brow.

"Hey, where'd you get that thing? I've never seen you wear it."

"Nowhere," She covers it up quickly as Jenny gives a sheepish smile.

"How did the owner feel about...well, you?" The robot wonders cautiously and Amy blinks.

"Oh! You mean about my looks? Well, honestly, I have such a drive to work that he was willing to overlook it. And besides, there's no rule that says I can't work or eat here," She shrugs at her friends. "And even if he did have a rule against it, my parents would be all over that in a heartbeat. He wasn't impressed at first until he saw my work ethic."

"Well, I'm glad that aspect works out for you," Jenny tells her cheerfully, the girl smiling. She had been working there for a few months now since...she has three sisters, and she managed to rank up to manager just recently.

The owner is muttering to himself as he walks by. "Make a fortune—what?!" He flinches in surprise once he lays eyes on Jenny. "You filthy mechanized nuisance! Get out!"

"Hey, you can't kick me out," Jenny protests angrily.

"Oh yes, I can!" He goes over to a sign. "We reserve the right to refuse service...to robots!" He pushes away the cans to reveal the rest of it. "They're dangerous. They can't be trusted. And they stink too!"

Jenny's pigtails go up as her eyes widen. She sniffs herself to make sure, Brad and Amy frowning at him in disapproval.

"Aw, what?" Amy frowns at this. "I thought we talked about this, sir, she hasn't done anything wrong. She's saved the city multiple times!"

"My decision is final!" He warns and she recoils back a bit. "No robots allowed! Bradley, my boy, throw her out!"

"But Mr. Mezmer, she's our friend," Brad tells him. "We won't throw her out."

"Jenny's been just like any other customer, it shouldn't matter that she's a robot," Amy crosses her arms. She had been trying to reverse that ridiculous ban ever since she met Jenny, and she thought that he'd at least give her a chance...

"Then you're both fired!"

"It's okay," Jenny storms off, to their surprise. "I'm leaving."

Amy chases after her as she goes out the door, glaring behind her. "What an ignorant jerk."

"Jen, I'm really sorry about him. I don't know why, but he just has it out against robots in general. Maybe he just hates the technology," She explains once she catches up to Jenny.

"It's okay, I appreciate you trying to stick up for me...who wants to hang out in there anyway?" Jenny frowns, looking at the sidewalk. She stops walking as she has the answer to that question. "I do..."

"So what are you gonna do?" Amy wonders to her.

"Well...there is that exo-skin Mom built me so that I could look human," Jenny rubs her chin.

"What?!" The brunette flinches in shock as she remembers it. "Jen, I don't like that thing, it's creepy."

"I know, but if she improves it, it could look so much better!" The robot protests to her.

"I'd say don't even bother. Even if she does improve it, you shouldn't have to hide behind that skin. Maybe if I talk to Mr. Mezmer again-"

"Ai! Girlie, if you don't come back here right this instant, I'll fire you right now!" Mr. Mezmer shouts at her from the doorway and she sighs, sagging her arms.

"I've gotta go back to work. Talk to you later, okay? And please don't wear that skin," Amy runs off back to the diner. She didn't know why, but that thing just gave her bad vibes...

Jenny is in her mother's lab, tossing stuff from a closet. "Come on. Come on. It's gotta be here somewhere!" Her mother is standing nearby, tapping an angry foot as she glares at her robot daughter. She then clears her throat, and a rag hits her face.

"XJ9!" She pulls it down and the robot flinches. "What do you think you're doing?"

Jenny laughs innocently as she stands up. "Hi, Mom. I was looking for the human exoskin." Dr. Wakeman's eyebrows raise upon hearing that. "You know, the one that'll make me look like a normal girl. You said you've been fiddling with it, improving it?" She grasps her mother's shoulders, having a pleading look as she's hopeful that it's least finished.

"Well, I do admit I have been toying with it in my spare time," Dr. Wakeman tells her with a smile. "But it's not done! I'll let you see it, but that's all."

She turns on a light in the basement and they walk down the hall, Jenny glancing around. They stop in front of a large machine. "Here we are," She presses a button and the machine turns on, electricity cracking from the top. They look up as the chamber emits smoke...and the exoskin looks the same as before as it plops on the floor between them.

"It looks worse than before," Jenny comments at it.

"Oh, but it's far more advanced," Dr. Wakeman holds up the head.

"I don't think it'll even fit me. It's too small," The robot points out.

"Small?! Nonsense. We'll do a fitting and see. Try it on."

"Okay," Jenny takes it and the nodes cling onto her face, taking her by surprise since it didn't do that last time. The hands come to life as it attaches to her more and more. "Mom, what's happening?!"

"Hmm, very interesting," Dr. Wakeman is taking notes, rather than answering the question.

"Help! I can't breathe!" She muffles out as the skin overtakes her face.

"You don't breathe, honey," The woman reminds her as Jenny screams, backing away into the shadows. A zipper is heard and a light shines so bright that Dr. Wakeman has to look away. A shadow of lines appears from the light, and Dr. Wakeman is so stunned at Jenny's new appearance that her mouth drops. "Why...why, Jenny."

"My dear lady, do you think I might sashay around town a bit?" Jenny asks her in a polite tone that wasn't like her at all.

"Oh, how can I say no to a face like that?" Dr. Wakeman smiles at her, hands behind her back.

It's late at night at Mezmers as Jenny approaches the hangout. Everyone is talking to themselves and Amy is making milkshakes for some people. The door opens and everything, along with everyone, goes silent. They all stare at Jenny, in shock as the human Jenny...looks like an actual human! She's got real eyes, lips, cheeks, and hair. Don Prima wolf whistles at her appearance and everything goes back to normal, as if it's not a big deal. Which is exactly what she wanted, to fit in like them.

"Hey, sweetie," A boy goes up to her. "Can I get you a frosty beverage?"

"Uh, no, thanks," She denies, mainly because she still can't drink anything as a robot.

"Can I get you a frosty beverage?" Another boy asks her, and some more flock her, trying to get her attention. She smiles sheepishly at them; if they knew who she really was, she'd never get this much attention.

"Uh, excuse me," She runs off towards Brad and Amy. She slides over a milkshake to someone. "Hi," She greets Brad, who flinches.

"Oh, hi," He smiles at her. "What's your name?"

She giggles a bit. "Jenny."

"Jenny, huh?" He holds up a scoop of chocolate ice cream. Amy sees this and rolls her eyes. That was the third time he's done that ever since their shift started... He tosses the scoop of ice cream.

"Hey!" A boy calls out, Amy handing him a napkin with an apologetic smile. She then storms over to Brad, crossing her arms as he looks embarrassed, while also afraid of what she's gonna tell him. Jenny just giggles, deciding to let this play out for a little longer.

"Our best friend's name is Jen-" He drops the shake, and it pours over to Jenny's arm.

"I'm so sorry, he's off his game-" Amy gasps as the exoskin shorts out and reveals Jenny's robot arm partially.

"Ouch!" She says in pain.

"Jenny?" Brad and Amy ask incredibly.

"Best friend, huh?" She teases him.

"Wow, what happened? You look totally normal!" Brad awes at her while Amy takes it all in.

"Yeah, you can't even tell that you're a robot from any angle! Look at this!" Amy gestures to Jenny, a little fascinated at how well it works, but still weary deep down.

"I know. It's so great!" Jenny smiles happily. "No one looks at me like I'm a freak. No offense," She holds up a hand to Amy.

"None taken," She tells her friend, waving a hand.

"It's been bliss..." Jenny holds her cheeks.

"I mean, I still think it's weird and creepy, but hey, as long as you're happy..." Amy shrugs at her. The shake machine suddenly goes on the fritz, spraying Mr. Mezmer with chocolate.

"Hey, Brad! Come here and clean up the soft serve!"

"Go have some fun. I'll talk to you later," Brad walks off and a customer walks up to the bar. Amy glances at him and waves a hand.

"Same here. Just...remember to moderate using that exoskin, okay?" She tells her in concern and walks off. Jenny smiles at her. She knows that Amy has good intentions for her warning, because...well, the first version of the exoskin they both know wasn't that great of a reaction. Amy wasn't a girl at first, but at least she was still a normal human, and sometimes Jenny envied that, even if Amy gets bullied. She just wanted what Amy had...

"Hello, beautiful," Don Prima walks right up to her after Amy's gone to flirt with Jenny, and she leans against the bar. She smiles up at him happily. "I couldn't help but notice you. Would you honor me with a dance?"

"Sure..."

The lights suddenly go out, engines roaring. A light flashes on some teenagers as a bike flies down from the sky, shocking some people. A car alarm beeps and the door slowly opens to reveal two shadows, who are actually two aliens in biker clothes. Everyone gasps at their appearance.

"Don't stop the party on Letta's account! We're just here for the fun like the rest of yous. Right, Lenny?"

Lenny shakes nervously, whimpering a little.

"Just who do you think you are?" Mr. Mezmer demands Letta. "Get out of my shop! We reserve the right to refuse service to robots...and space bikers!" He removes the rest of the objects from before to reveal that indeed, both robots and space bikers are banned. "Now, get out, or I'll throw you out!"

"Ha!" She simply laughs. "You and what army?"

Jenny steps one foot forward, pulling up her skin to reveal her robot arm. "Army of me, you jerk." She glances at Amy, both of them nodding at each other. Amy ducks down and then crawls on the floor to find a safe place to transform.

"A normal young lady would let the boys handle this," A female voice speaks to her, throwing her off. She then takes a step backwards. Two big teenagers stand up.

"We can take this wimp."

"Yeah. Wimp this take away."

"Huh?" She raises a brow in confusion before hiding behind the jukebox. "You illiterate creeps. Take this!" She throws the jukebox onto the ground, and then Ms. Mecha jumps in out of nowhere, landing on the counter.

"And you take this!" She fires a laser at Letta, who ducks her head. The teenagers all murmur in awe of her.

"Isn't that the Mecha girl?"

"Cool."

"She looks awesome!"

"Who are you supposed to be?" Letta asks Amy in disdain. She glances at Jenny, who's just standing there.

"Someone you don't wanna mess with," She narrows her eyes and then flings her mechanical arm at Letta as it extends. She grabs Letta by the waist and then literally tosses her out the door.

"HEY!" Letta protests at her as she stands in the doorway, preparing all of her weapons. She sweats a little, especially since she's outnumbered in weapons and skill right now...

"Fine! I'll go!" She storms up to the door, shaking a fist. "But you haven't seen the last of me!" She slams it, and Lenny smiles nervously. He gets tugged to the door and then is squeezed through it by Letta.

"Aw, man, party's over," A boy laments over the broken jukebox. Ms. Mecha sees all the looks she's getting, not because of the jukebox, but because she's still here. She glances at the sign and winces, Mr. Mezmer thankfully not having noticed her yet.

"Um, bye!" She flies into the ceiling and disappears.

Everyone grumbles and leaves, since without music, Mezmers wasn't as fun. "Don't worry, I'll have a new jukebox tomorrow, I-I promise! There'll be boogie-woogie for sure!" As he's talking, Amy appears from the back door, back to normal.

"Looks like we didn't get our dance," Jenny frowns at Don Prima.

"That's okay, doll face," He smiles at her. "We can dance tomorrow." She perks up at this and he walks off. "Same time, same place."

"Jen," Amy walks up to her friend. "What happened, I thought you'd be all over those two with me."

"I don't know," She looks at her hand, confused as well. "I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me. But if they come back, I promise it'll be the two of us, as a team."

"Well, alright...I've gotta close down the shop. See you tomorrow night," She walks off, glancing behind her as Jenny leaves. Her friend would never skip out on a fight, as far as she knew, especially when they're causing disturbances. Even when she didn't want to, she still checked out that UFO for example. She didn't know why, but she had a bad feeling it was because of that exoskin...

Amy walks into her house, turning around and closing the door. She looks at the living room, seeing all of her sisters snuggled up on the couch having waited for her. She smiles and puts a blanket over them. She walks into the kitchen, flinching in alarm as she sees Sheldon sitting at the table.

"Did Piri get into the cookie jar again?" She sighs knowingly as she sits in front of him.

"This time I had to distract her with Captain Crush…" He gives a slightly horrified look. "She was gonna toss him over the roof…"

Her eyes widen at this and then she raises a brow. "But doesn't he—"

"I don't wanna talk about it," He covers up his eyes with his hands and she lets it go, standing up.

"You want a snack before you go?"

"Sure, Amy," He says as she hands him a plate of strawberries. She sits down as he munches on one, noticing her far-off look. Clearly something is bothering her. "Something wrong?"

She sighs and looks up at him. "What do you think being a girl is supposed to mean?"

"The girl who used to be a boy is asking me? Why?" He raises a brow.

She sighs, pinching her nose. "Jenny's got this human exoskin to help her blend in with people at Mezmers because my boss kicked her out earlier for being a robot, but—"

"What?! Who dares kick out my Jenny?!" He slams down a fist. "We're gonna sit outside that place all day and night! We'll make a petition or force him ourselves—"

"Sheldon," She starts off but he keeps going.

"She doesn't need exoskin, as brilliant as it is! She's perfect enough, and cool, and—"

"Dude," Amy tries again, wondering if it was the best idea to tell him.

"I'm going to her right now to—"

"Sheldon!" She slaps him across the face and he snaps out of it.

"Ow! Sorry."

"Anyway," She rolls her eyes to the back of her head at his theatrics. "This space biker suddenly came in and ruined everything, but for some reason, Jenny didn't do anything. And she always steps in to help, Ms. Mecha came in and stopped everything. Couldn't save the jukebox, though..."

"Ms. Mecha!" He stands up in surprise. "Isn't she cool?! And..." He glances around before leaning in towards her. "Don't tell anyone this, keep it on the down-low, but...I made that suit! Jenny asked me to."

She blinks in shock and then shakes her head knowingly with a small smile. Thankfully she's not wearing her brooch right now...

"I made her suit to be almost a carbon copy of Jenny's! Of course, I don't know everything about her mechanisms and weaponry, but I did the best I could!"

"I'm sure she looks amazing, but I've got another work day ahead of me, and you've gotta go home," Amy waves a hand, acting as if she doesn't know Ms. Mecha.

"I'll tell you all about it someday!" Sheldon then leaves with a wave. "Bye, Amy, thanks for the snack."

"See ya," She waves back and once he closes the door, she sighs, crossing her arms on the table. For some reason, she just couldn't help but feel that Jenny needs to lose that exoskin before things get worse...

"I sure had a great time tonight," Jenny smiles as she's taken the exoskin off at this point. "Until that space biker crashed the party," She gives an annoyed look at the reminder. "Normally, I would have pounded the fins off of her like Amy said." She rests her back on her bed, looking up at the ceiling. "I wonder what held me back."

She decides not to dwell on it and puts her blanket over her, going to sleep. Suddenly, after a few moments of silence, the exoskin comes to life, unfolding itself from the table. It slithers across the floor like a snake towards Jenny and then looms over her, lunging forward with a snarl...

Jenny opens her eyes and it's a bright, sunny day. A bird is chirping on her windowsill. The bird flies off and lands on her finger. She kisses it and then looks in the mirror...to see that she has the exoskin on. "Huh?" She flinches in surprise. "What happened?"

"Isn't it nice to wake up beautiful?" The exoskin asks her.

"Well, sure, but—hey! Who said that?" She glances behind her to see a creepy moving stitched mouth talking.

"It's me, your second skin. Don't we look beautiful?"

"I...I am beautiful, aren't I?" She smiles happily.

"Yes, we are."

"But this isn't the real me," Jenny points to herself. "I'm starting to think Amy's right. The real me-"

"Isn't beautiful?"

"No, I'm beautiful," Jenny protests to the skin. "I'm beautiful in my own special way."

"But wouldn't we rather be beautiful in a normal way? Beauty is a 24-hour job. We can't just look like a normal girl. We have to behave like a normal girl, believe we're a normal girl. A normal girl can do anything. We'll have the boys eating out of the palms of our beautiful, normal hands." Jenny looks at her hands wide-eyed. "Normal is good."

"But Amy-"

"She doesn't know the first thing about being beautiful like us! She's not even a real girl, she's an imposter. That...thing wouldn't know beauty if it hit her in the face. Remember, normal is good!" The exoskin growls out.

"Normal is good..." Jenny recites in the mirror.

Later that night, there's a new, techno jukebox that gives off dance lights, some people dancing to it. Mr. Mezmer glances back behind him in annoyance.

"Pick up the pace, Bradley, me boyo. We've got customers waiting!"

"Right away, sir," He puts down some cups. Amy opens up the door to the freezer from inside, holding some ice cream from the freezer. She walks over to the soft serve to stock it. "Welcome to Mezmer's, what'll you have?" Brad walks right up to Jenny to take her order.

"Well, what do you recommend?" Jenny and the skin ask in unison as she puts down the menu.

"Jenny, what are you doing? You don't eat."

Amy raises a brow as she glances behind her, sighing as she sees the skin on Jenny. It wasn't like she wanted Jenny kicked out, but she'd prefer having to deal with Mr. Mezmer than to have to watch this...

"Well, I am trying to watch my figure. Or nobody else will. And malts are bad for my skin."

"Skin? Amy, is this a girl thing I don't know about?" He glances back at her and she gives a blank look.

"I'm not a robot with exoskin, but I'm pretty sure that anything from here is a no-no," She turns around with crossed arms.

"I'm not a robot, you fake!" Jenny and the skin exclaim at her, the girl recoiling back in alarm.

"Hey, what's the beauty queen slash mean popular girl act for?" Brad narrows her eyes. "Don't talk to Amy like that."

"When you're a beauty, why shouldn't you act like a queen? And why shouldn't you act higher than someone who's not really a girl?"

Amy gasps, covering her mouth with her hands.

"JENNY!" Brad yells a bit, clenching his fists. Her eyes widen and so do Amy's. He clears his throat and composes himself, thankful that Mr. Mezmer wasn't around to hear it. "Well, your highness, I like the way the old Jenny acted. She'd never say those things to one of her best friends, either."

"Friend? Ha! I'd never be friends with a boy in girls' clothing."

Amy clenches her fists, steam coming from her ears. "That's it!" She lunges forward, but Brad holds her back thankfully. "Oh, you're so far from the old Jenny, and don't even think about looking in my direction even!"

"Amy, go calm down, I'll take care of things here," Brad assures her, Jenny scoffing at them. Amy glances up at him skeptically, but he gestures to himself. "Trust me. I'll tell Mezmer you need a break."

"...Fine," She relents and storms off, slamming the door to the break room and making Brad wince.

"Shall we dance, beautiful?" Don Prima approaches, offering his hand.

"I'd love to," She smiles, taking his hand and turning to Brad. "Don seems to like the new Jenny just fine."

An engine revs, snapping them both of it. Letta crashes through the window on her rocket-powered bike. "Ha ha ha! Did you miss Letta? Now we'll really have some fun!"

Another biker crashes through a window, and she's bigger and taller than Letta. Her bike also has two engines. "Yeah, Olga is here."

A space biker crashes in from the ceiling, her being thinner than the other two. "Sludge is in the house!"

The last one crashes in from the last window. "And Tammy!"

"...She's new," Letta glances at a group of kids, slightly annoyed. She drives past them and they cough from the smoke. Olga takes one of the boys from last night, Sludge having the other. They make the boy crash into each other and they fall onto the ground. Amy peeks in as she hears the noise, gasping.

"Aw, no," She groans at this; of course there's more of them...

Tammy takes some fries, shoving them into the noses of two. Sledge sprays mustard and ketchup onto some kids, and it goes all over their faces.

"Drinks on you!" Letta drops a milkshake onto a kid. Amy clenches a fist and closes the door again. She taps the brooch and her metallic suit takes over her body. She slams open the door, watching as Lenny pours a drink into a kid's pants. Sludge smashes the class of several stuff. Brad pops up from behind the counter. Ms. Mecha whistles and all the bikers turn to her.

"We meet again, tin girl," Letta narrows her eyes and Amy takes a fighting stance, waving forward a hand.

"You wanna dance? We can tango right now," She narrows her eyes and the group surrounds her. She prepares her laser cannon, firing it at all of them. The others take cover while Letta takes an empty can and throws it into the hole, causing her weapon to malfunction. It explodes in her face and she yelps, falling onto the floor.

Brad looks to Jenny...who's sitting and painting her nails. "Jenny, do something!" He pleads with her.

"Why would we want to do anything? We might break a nail," She looks at her fingers.

"But we gotta help Ms. Mecha!" Brad gestures to her.

"Oh, please help!" Mr. Mezmer cries out as Olga has hold of him. Amy looks up in alarm from the ground, running over. Olga tosses him in and slams the door shut.

"Keep cool, man!" She rips off the door handle. Amy picks up Olga with her hands (the suit gives her super strength), and then spins her around. She tosses her behind the counter, the space biker growling at her. She takes some cherries from a bowl and lifts up her head, tossing all of them into her mouth. She then spits them out like cherry bombs and Amy has to flip over them.

"Someone's gotta do something," Brad glares in determination, standing in front of the freezer with a mop. "Mr. Mezmer, I'll get you out. Hold on." He does some karate/ninja stuff with the mop, standing in front of Amy to block the cherry bombs. Olga gives a blank look while Amy stares up ahead.

"Oh, please don't," She mutters as he gets closer, about to kick Olga when she chops the mop in half.

"Atomic wedgie!" Letta lets Brad have it and Amy winces.

"Ooh. Ahhhh!" He runs around screaming in pain, and that finally gets Jenny's attention.

"Brad?"

Amy gets picked up by Sludge, who tosses her to Letta, who then kicks her to Tammy. Tammy grabs Amy by the legs and slams her around before finally tossing her into a wall. Amy groans in pain, holding her head.

"Amy!" Jenny jumps down from her seat, but her hand grips the counter. "Uh, could we move, please? We need to kick some space biker butt."

"That would be most impolite," The skin tells her. "Kicking buttocks is not the sort of thing a normal girl does."

"Well, I admit I'm not a normal girl," Jenny accepts that, but is forced back onto the chair.

"We are now."

Lenny slams down Brad onto the floor repeatedly while Sludge grabs Amy and throws her into the disco ball. She falls down onto the floor, grunting in pain.

"Give me back control—now!" Jenny pulls at her arm.

"NEVER!" The skin controls her arm to punch her in the face. "We. Will. Be. Normal!" She grabs the other arm and pulls Jenny onto the ground, tying her up.

"I'm not letting you control me any longer," Jenny sits up. "I have to save my best friends!" She puts her chin on the seat.

"You're just a girl. It's not normal for girls to save boys, or to help someone like her!" The skin protests, Jenny looking up at a shake.

"Well, it's normal for this girl to save everybody!" She grabs the shake.

"Noooooo!" Jenny pours the shake over herself. This causes the skin to short out and then explode, revealing her robot self. She punches out Sledge, who slides against the counter before hitting the wall, stuck by the pointy part of her helmet.

Jenny takes the fries and tosses them, hitting them against Tammy and trapping her.

"Jen?" Amy murmurs, looking up and seeing the robot back in action.

Jenny flips over tables and then kicks Olga, landing on a table with a smile. Olga hits the wall. The robot attaches herself to the soft serve, shooting out ice cream against Letta. She unsticks herself from the wall, glancing at the others.

"Let's get out of here!"

The space bikers make a break for it, escaping into the sky. Lenny waves his arms as they forgot him. "And what should we do with you?" Jenny leans in towards him, supporting Amy. She cracks her knuckles and he smiles nervously.

"Atomic wedgie?" He wedgies himself, and everyone cheers for Jenny's efforts. She makes her arm a door handle to free Mr. Mezmer, who looks frozen solid.

"Don't hurt me, robots. You and your space biker friends can have all my money," He pleads with them, the ice falling off. "Just don't hurt me."

"They weren't trying to hurt you," One of the big boys defends them. "They saved us all from those space thugs." Jenny smiles happily, Amy giving a weak smile herself. She had tried, but it was still nice that he was sticking up for her despite the fact that Jenny did everything.

"Yeah!" All the other kids chime in.

"Look at my shop. It's a mess! It's all your fault!" Mr. Mezmer points at the both of them. "I always knew your kind were no good. No robots allowed!"

"That's fine. I'm leaving," Jenny storms off with Amy.

"Hold on, guys," Brad calls out. "I'm coming with you," He follows after them, helping Jenny support Amy, and she smiles at him.

"If you leave, both you AND your friend are fired!"

"You can't fire us; we quit!" Brad slams down his hat. "And I'm sure that wherever Amy is, she'd agree with me! ...Hey, where is she, anyway?"

"Safe!" Jenny and Amy exclaim immediately, and he gives them weirded out looks.

"Fine, quit, then. Leave with your stinking robot friends. No robots allowed! No exceptions!"

"Well, I guess I gotta go too," The jukebox comes to life and leaves.

"Man, let's get out of here."

"Yeah," Other people agree; if he wasn't gonna let Jenny and Ms. Mecha come here, there's no point in staying.

"What? Wait! Where's everyone going?" He protests to them.

"Can we have a little music, Jenny?" Brad smiles at her.

"Sure," She adjusts her belly bolt, making her upper half a stereo to play music.

"Wow, Jenny, a built-in boom box. Impressive," Don smiles at her.

"It's just one of my normal features," Jenny blushes and Amy grins, glad that the robot considers herself normal now. The crowd walks off happily with them.

"Wait! Kids! I've seen the error of my ways! I want your money, I-I mean your sympathy!" Amy turns around and blows a raspberry at him; she's glad she doesn't have to deal with him anymore. "Please, come back!"

Suddenly, some nodes from the skin latch onto him, pulling him forward, and then evil laughter is heard...

After the teenagers from Mezmers went home, Amy, Brad, and Jenny enjoy some milkshakes at a shake shoppe. Amy has chocolate, and Brad has vanilla. Jenny still couldn't drink one, so she has an oil milkshake. "Amy, I'm so sorry for what I said at Mezmers," The robot frowns at her. "It was that exoskin; you were right, I did lose myself wearing it. Can you ever forgive me?"

"Psh, I'm over it. Besides, after tonight, we're even," She winks at Jenny, hinting that because she saved her with the space bikers, that she forgives Jenny. "And...I know I'm not normal like you wanted to be...it's still hard for some people to understand. I wish that I could be normal and not be seen as a sore thumb just because I wasn't born a girl..." She places a hand on her cheek.

"Born one or not, it doesn't matter. Whoever doesn't can suck it up and accept that you're a girl just like any other one is," Brad tells her with a hand on her shoulder.

"Yeah, you're normal just enough for us. And after you trying to help me, you're the greatest friend anyone could have," Jenny tells her and Amy smiles happily.

"Thanks, guys. That means a lot."

They clink their milkshakes, laughing as they have a fun time together.