Angel: For those who don't remember or just didn't read the note when I started season 2, I'm putting this special here because honestly, sources are conflicting on which special goes where, so I made my own outline for what order they go in. I honestly don't care if someone says 'well, actually, because of' whatever gripe people wanna give me. I have enough on my plate in my life, so say what you want about me placing this special here, but it's my story so I do what I want with it.
Sludge comes flying in the sky screaming while trapped in a net. Tammy is the same way, as is Olga, Letta, and Lenny. All of them are being spun around by Jenny and Ms. Mecha using their heads to spin them (well, Amy just uses an extension of her helmet to do so).
"You space bikers have short memories. Earth is our turf," Jenny narrows her eyes.
"Time to show you how we deal with people on our turf," Amy smirks a little as they start releasing the bikers one by one.
"All right, all right, we'll leave," Letta gives in to the two. "Just give me back my bike!"
"Oh, you want your bike?" Amy crosses her arms.
"Don't worry. You'll get every last lug nut," With some other limbs, Jenny crushes the bike to pieces, breaking it down to just a flat circle with her face and name on it.
"My biiike!" Letta cries out in horror, and Jenny finally lets go of her. "I'm gonna total you, robot giiiiiiirls!" She screams angrily as she flies away into the sky. Lenny is also released, going after her. Amy just scoffs at the space biker's threat.
"Yeah, well, get in line, you wouldn't be the first to use that threat," She mumbles while rolling her eyes. They come back whether or not the girls like it or not, so she's not super worried at the moment.
"When will those space bikers learn?" Jenny wonders while reforming herself back to normal. "They're no match for our weapons systems." She looks at herself and sees that she's dirty, grimy, and has some scuffs on her arms. Amy is the same way as well. "Oh, I look like the loser at a demolition derby. This will never do at fashion conscious Tremerton High," She glances back at their school right behind them while Amy just rolls her eyes.
A boy gasps as he turns around. "Here they come!"
"I can't let them see me in this old thing," A girl panics as she drops her lunch, running off. The crowd awes over, of course, Brit and Tiff. Both of them are dressed in orange and blue, basking in the admiration. Some people even take pictures.
"I never get tired of the limelight," Brit smiles happily. "Do you, Tiff?"
"Can't say that I do, girl," She agrees with her cousin. A buzzer goes off and they look forward to the auto shop across the school. The door opens and smoke comes out as Jenny's shadow stands there. She steps out as she just got a cleaning, the sun making her shine bright. She cleans the top of her head with a smile. Everyone rushes over as Amy comes out of hiding from a bush, dusting herself off. The sun also goes over her, giving her more natural light to make her clothes stand out. Everyone rushes over to them, the girls confused on why they're being flocked. Someone takes a picture, which Brit and Tiff don't take well.
"Oh, those lowlifes stole our spotlight," Tiff growls at them.
"Oh my gosh, you guys are so beautiful," A girl gushes at the two.
"Thanks?" Amy asks in confusion, since no one had used that word to describe her.
"Yeah, babes, what are your secrets?" Don wonders while combing his hair, using the back of her head as he could see his reflection. The brunette just rolls her eyes, not answering the question.
"Oh, it's no secret," Jenny turns around to him. "I just got a fresh coat of wax."
"And all I did was step into the sun..." Amy rubs the back of her neck.
"You must go through a lot of wax, since you wear the same thing every day. And the sun don't change the fact that Amy's still not a real girl."
The girl in question flinches and then growls, clenching her fists angrily. "Now, Tiff, be fair. Wax is expensive, and being...a thing is hard for Amelia. Maybe they can't afford fashionable clothes," Brit giggles at her statement. Everyone laughs and Jenny blushes in embarrassment. Amy just scowls, crossing her arms. Given her whole gender issue with the school, she's used to this, but she definitely doesn't like them making fun of Jenny.
"Poor baby," Tiff teases her.
"Shut it, Tiff. She's a robot, your dumb standards make no sense with her," Amy speaks up in annoyance, the girls gasping.
"Well! How dare you! No need to crowd. You'll have more chances to see these ensembles tomorrow. And, the day after that, and..." Brit and Tiff walk away, leaving behind the laughing students as they trail after the duo. Jenny looks dismayed and Amy turns to her with a sigh.
"Look, Jen, don't take it too hard. The Crust Cousins-"
"Oh my gosh..." Jenny interrupts her in thought as she wears the same thing for summer, fall, and winter. She looks down at herself. "I do wear the same thing every day," She then covers herself up. "How embarrassing."
Amy facepalms at her friend. "And I've lost her..."
"Sounds pretty embarrassing, Jen," Brad speaks up as he, Tuck, Sheldon, and the girls walk down the sidewalk together. However, because of the...thing that neither of them will mention, Amy walks on the opposite side of Sheldon.
"It was worse than embarrassing. It was humiliating," Her eyes widen in horror. "But it won't happen again. It's time we crushed the Crust Cousins once and for all.," She declares while clenching her fists. "We need outfits that will bring Brit and Tiff to their knees."
"We? What do you m-" Amy's eyes widen as she recoils back a bit. "Oh no, I know exactly what you're thinking. Jen, I'm probably the last person you want fashion help from, look at me," Amy gestures to herself.
"What are you talking about? You look so unique!" Jenny gestures to her. "People care about what you look like."
"Yeah, only because of my gender, not because of my clothes!" The girl points to herself in disbelief. "And even then, that's only a select few people now."
"You at least know what to wear and what not to wear," Jenny points out to her.
"I mean...you're not wrong..." She rubs her neck as she can't find an argument for that one. "But Emily knows more of that stuff, not me."
"Yeah, but Emily hasn't had to put up with the Crust Cousins like us," The robot reminds her and Amy sighs at her.
"Fine, I'll do it for you, but I won't like it," She holds her head up high. She could just imagine all of the outfits she'd have to wear...
"But how can you girls compete?" Sheldon asks in worry.
"The Crust Cousins have truckloads of the latest styles," Brad reminds them.
"But that's stupid fashion," Tuck dismisses it. "Just transform into a giant hydraulic press. Then you could crush some manners into 'em."
"We can't, when Jenny started school, Vice Principal Razinsky really wasn't into her using weapons. And those haven't worked out well since then," Amy rolls her eyes to the back of her head as she remembers the fire Brit and Tiff started, and when they kept bringing fights to school. "Besides, that's a guaranteed expulsion."
"Transforming isn't the solution, it's the problem. I'm only programmed for combat transformations, not fashion makeovers," Jenny laments as she looks at her hands.
"Well, can't you reprogram yourself?" Brad raises an eyebrow at her. "I mean, you learn new things in school. Why don't you just study up on the latest fashions?"
"Great idea," Jenny smiles at him. "We can do a cram session at my place. I even have the new issue of Fashionista magazine."
Sheldon lets out a scoff. "I have every single issue of Fashionista ever published," He fails to see Amy trying to signal to him to not say that. The three stare at him weirdly as Amy drags a hand down her face. "Uh, purely for their collectors value, of course," He looks away in embarrassment. "Amy, help."
"You knew the whole time?" Brad asks her in surprise.
"He had a crush on me for over a year. Wasn't that hard to figure out," She gives a blank look.
Sheldon opens the door to his closet, revealing his fashion magazines on top of his action figures or other merchandise. He steps away...and the blanket from inside of the door falls, revealing that it's dedicated to Jenny. Amy opens her mouth in shock as there's a picture of her at the bottom and he slams the door shut with a wide smile. The boys just glance at each other while the girls don't know what to say. Emily kicks open the door while holding her own fashion magazines, grinning widely.
He pours the magazines onto his bed, each of them taking one. They rip out pages so that Jenny can download them, analyzing the pictures.
Tuck sits in front of her, raising a brow and holding up a hair style called the flip. Jenny concentrates her ears to copy the lock, smiling happily. Tuck then holds up the farah, which she also gets correct. He nods in approval, holding up another picture. She stares at it...and then her pigtails turn into boots? He looks confused and then realizes he had the picture upside down, fixing it sheepishly. Jenny just gives him a 'really' look.
She makes drills come from the bottom of her shoes, extending her feet so that she now has make-shift heels. Jenny stands carefully, wobbling around. Amy comes over and helps her friend keep balance. Jenny smiles and walks like she's a model, posing for the boys and Emily. Amy giggles as they all clap and she spins around happily. However, she creates a hole in the floor and falls through, Tuck looking through it wide-eyed.
After they study up on fashion, Amy had to stay behind so that Sheldon could copy what Jenny's learned onto a chip. The chip will then allow her to replicate Jenny's styles from her Ms. Mecha suit, and since he has to test it, she has to try it out for him. And she just wants to get it over with so she can go home... Sheldon takes off his mask as he glances at her, the girl shuffling awkwardly. He then remembers that she barely acknowledged him today.
"Amy? Did I do something wrong?" He asks suddenly.
She sighs in defeat, sagging her arms. "No...it's just the whole kiss thing, you know? Sometimes when we hang out, it still pops up in my mind. Just makes things awkward every time it pops up," She pinches her nose.
"I'm sorry again. It was an accident-"
"Sheldon, come on, you're way past apologizing for something like that. It was just weird, not anger-inducing," She waves it off, to his relief. His heart beat a little as he flushes, coughing and looking away.
"So...h-hypothetically, if it meant something, would we still be friends?" He asks curiously.
"Just because you used to have a crush on me?" She winces and rubs her neck. "That's...that's really heavy stuff. I mean, I've told you before that I'm not interested in you like that. Even though for some reason, people think we're a thing. Although you still had my picture on your Jenny wall, that was...that was kinda weird."
"Maybe because we sneak off too much?" He suggests awkwardly, coughing a bit. "But about the photo and why I kept it there...I-I guess what I'm trying to say is-"
"Amy!" Emily calls out as her sisters are waiting outside the garage. "Come on, we're getting pizza for dinner and you gotta pick your topping! Or else I'll let Piri pick for you."
"Coming!" Amy rolls her eyes at them, looking to Sheldon. "We'll talk about this later, okay?"
"See ya..." He waves to her sheepishly as he watches her leave, facepalming. Now he's just making things more weird...
The next day, everyone is arriving at school, standing at the entrance to wait for the Crust Cousins' new look for the day. A bus stops in front of the crowd, music and lights coming from it. The doors open and the two step out. Brit is wearing glasses, a dress, and boots, and her hair is probably extensions so that they go to her boots. Tiff has her hair an afro with big earrings and a pantsuit. Both of them pose for the students, everyone talking in excitement. The girls walk past the crowd confidently, until Jenny and Amy as Ms. Mecha fly over them. Brad, Sheldon, and Tuck smile at the two as they watch. Amy's suit is in purple instead of her usual color so that people will just think she's dressing up as Ms. Mecha.
"...I must say, I'm impressed," Brit speaks up after a few seconds. "You've taken yesterday's fashion disaster and turned it into today's fashion catastrophe. Not to mention the cheap knock-off Amelia has on."
Everyone, including her cousin, laughs at them. "Oh, this old thing?" Jenny looks down at her robot body. "I just wear this so I don't freak the locals."
"And would a cheap knock-off be able to do this?"
Jenny's 'shirt' extends to make shoulder straps, a suit forming along with a big J attached to a chain. A coat forms over her while her fingers extend to form rings. Her shoes elevate and to form big boots, getting filled with water and robot fish. Sunglasses are put over her, her pigtails splitting and forming into a hat. She gains a staff for herself. Amy's front flips around and extends into sleeves. She gains bolts instead of buttons on the front of them. Her boots extend over her legs to form into jeans with the ends loose and flapping around. Then a pair of dancing boots appear on her feet. Her pants then gain sparkles, to her surprise, but she figured Sheldon programmed those into there. The left side of her helmet rearranges and two hands come from behind, letting her hair loose. Then the hands swing around her hair so that they make a tight side ponytail. A chain necklace with the initial A appears and she's also given sunglasses. A laser gun appears at the top of Jenny's head to make the little disco ball of her staff give off light. Brit and Tiff are baffled by this, the students rushing over to dance. The two girls smirk, low-fiving each other as they bask in the glory.
"Wait a minute," Tiff holds up a hand. "Now she's got fashion growing out of her floppy drive? And that freak's got a suit for it too? How we supposed to compete with that?"
Brit grabs her arm, causing her to go wide-eyed. "Don't fret," She narrows her eyes. "We've been the fashion divas of this school for too long to give up so easily. It's time we unleash..." She then stares at her cousin intensely. "The omega collection."
She then runs off, dragging her cousin along with her. Tuck, Brad, and Sheldon stare after them. "Well, boys, looks like we got us a down and dirty fashion war."
"...Don't you have your own school to go to?" Brad gives him a blank look.
The next day, two shadows appear in the hallway. They turn to look down the hall, dust appearing from a floor polisher by the janitor. And for some reason, the school looks like it's in a western area. Jenny and Amy take a step forward, the robot wiggling her fingers. Amy cracks her neck and her fingers, both of them ready of what's to come.
Brit and Tiff step out in cowgirl outfits. Several students watching the staircase turn to look at the girls. Jenny's legs, arms, and body change. Her hair rearranges as her legs form into pants. She gains tassels as her hair turns into a cowgirl hat. Her arms now have stars on them as the front of her body is a cowgirl shirt with a belt. Amy's helmet changes her hair into a high curly ponytail with her bangs on the right. Then the helmet forms into a cowgirl hat. Her front changes into a midriff, a vest, and a bandana to go over her neck, also forming tassels on the shoulders. Her bottom changes into a mini skirt before some short cowgirl boots appear. Some things appear on the sides of their boots, both of them grabbing them and joining them together. A lock of a gun sounds and the two flinch, wondering if they're really gonna use guns on them. However, they're actually guitars. Jenny and Amy tip their hats off into the air before playing the guitars. Lasers shoot from the top as they hit their hats repeatedly. They land on top of Brit and Tiff, Amy's reading 'sucks to be'. Jenny's hat finishes off the sentence with 'losers'.
Everyone cheers around them as they blow off the tops. Tiff throws down the hats in anger, stomping on them like a drill even though it does nothing.
The students are at a greenhouse, looking at all of the plants and flora. Someone steps in front of a boy with a magnifying glass, looking up to see the Crust Cousins. Both of them are dressed to look like ladybugs, Tiff opening up her cape. Everyone moves to the side as Jenny and Amy stand on the opposite side. They both seal themselves up in cocoons. As soon as they open them up, they reveal that they now have giant butterfly wings, Jenny wearing boots, a dress, and has longer hair with two long antenna sticking out tied with bows. Amy's hair is in a long, braided bubble ponytail that goes to her knees. She has purple fake butterflies on the right side of her head. For colors of her dress, she has purple, light blue, and pink, and her skirt is multi-layered, with pink underneath her skirt. From her right shoulder to her skirt, there's flowers going down a line. She also has shoes that look like veins in pink to look like heels, going all the way up to her skirt. Her wings are in the same color as her dress. Both of them fly off together in the sky, the students aweing over them. Brit and Tiff sag their bodies in defeat, turning around to look like ladybugs crawling away.
The next place is the pool, all of them looking up at the diving boards. Brit and Tiff are there, stepping forward and removing their capes to reveal that they are in the likeness of an octopus and fish respectively. Both of them jump off at the same time, landing in the water. The students cheer until something bubbles between some students. One of them nudges a boy, thinking that he passed gas. He shakes his head in denial and the bubbles increase. Suddenly they're lifted up into the air to reveal a giant clam and crab shell. The students slide off happily as the shells open to reveal Jenny and Amy.
Students dive into the pool, some boys sliding down some slides. Some girls jump off trapezes as people dive in one by one. A boy cannonballs as people swim in the water. They then surface to see Jenny and Amy's outer shells changing. Jenny's bottom forms into a giant mermaid tail while Amy's skirt forms into a seal tail. They spin around, the students synchronizing with them. Their tails enclose the girls and they sink into the water. They surface to reveal that Jenny is a giant fountain and Amy is a ship. They spray water in various areas as their forms spin. Brit and Tiff look annoyed as they sink back into the water in defeat.
Everyone talks in the hallway, getting bumped into by Brit and Tiff. They shove people out of the way as they're both dressed from the Victorian Era. They approach Amy and Jenny, who lean against their lockers. "These gowns are Jean-Philip originals," Brit speaks up in a taunting way. "They haven't even debuted in Paris! At this moment, it is impossible to more fashionable than us!"
Jenny lets out a chuckle as Amy just scoffs. "Looks like Jean-Philip's repeating himself," The girls they were talking to back away out of fear. "I think I saw those potato sacks in the secondhand store last year."
"You want a real debut? Watch this," Amy states and they just watch as the two form themselves into gowns of their own. Jenny's head has a chiming clock, gears, and fans. She holds a fan as the bottom of her shirt has spikes. Amy's skirt is more bigger and poofier in purple as her arms form elbow-length gloves. Her top is a sweetheart neckline with a sparkly bodice, earrings forming. The top of her head forms into a tiara while her hair turns into a giant bun above her head. She gains an umbrella, with gems over it. Then it's revealed that her bun hides a table that pours tea. Both of them spin around, passing by the girls and shredding not only their outfits, but cutting their hair. They come to a stop as students cheer at their appears. Amy picks up her skirt and curtsies in victory as the two leave.
"Girlfriend, I hate to admit it," Tiff speaks up in despair. "But our goose is done well cooked. There ain't no way to win against those funkadellic fashion freaks! Whatever we do, their version is bigger and better!"
Brit gasps in realization. "Of course..." She looks away with an evil look. "In every instance, those high-tech hams have had to put on pounds of gadgetry in order to beat us. But bigger is not always better."
"Huh?" Tiff looks at her in confusion.
"Here's what we're going to do..." She starts whispering in her cousin's ear, earning a wide-eyed look. Tiff than smiles evilly once she's learned the plan. She laughs evilly at what they're planning.
"Girl, that's good." Brit joins in, both of them laughing in the hallway for a prolonged period of time. "Whoo-wee, oh, that's good..." Tiff murmurs once they stop, and then go back to laughing again for even longer. Both of them sigh quietly once they're done.
The next day, everyone in school is waiting outside the entrance. They're behind a red velvet rope as the school bus doors open, revealing Jenny and Amy in sunglasses. They start taking photos like they're movie stars, Amy rubbing her neck awkwardly.
"I'm not used to this kind of attention, I'd usually get the opposite of this."
"Well, not anymore!" Jenny smiles as they walk down the red carpet. She blows a kiss to the crowd. "It's our time to shine now."
"That's not gonna last long. Brit and Tiff don't back down easily. Trust me, they'll find a way to get the upper hand on us," Amy crosses her arms.
"Stop being a downer. Enjoy the winning streak," Jenny waves it off, Amy tilting up her glasses a bit skeptically. Someone walks up to them with a notepad and pen offered to them.
"What fabulous outfit will you two be dazzling your fans with today, Ms. Wakeman and Ms. Smith?"
"Well, now," Jenny takes the pencil with a smile. "That's for little old us to know and little old you to find out," She signs her name and Amy does the same, but only to make him happy. But otherwise, she can't help but feel that there's impending loss for them.
"Become quite the big shot, haven't you?" Brit speaks up and they take off their sunglasses to see no one. "Real fashion heavyweights. You're the big girls on campus, now, wouldn't you say, Tiff?" She comes out of hiding from a pole, revealing a yellow slim outfit with sunglasses.
"They are looking a little big for their bri-atches, ain't they?" Tiff steps out while wearing a red slim outfit and a mask. Everyone gasps and awes over them. Jenny just gives them a blank look while Amy looks worried.
"Thin? Is that all you got?" She waves it off with a confident smile. "I can do thin standing on my head," She clears her throat, spinning herself around until she couldn't anymore. Amy looks up in worry and Jenny goes spinning back down, now looking bloated as all that spinning had gathered in her stomach.
"Jen?" Amy whispers in concern. "I don't think-"
"Uh, I know, stripes. Stripes are slimming," She makes her body into a striped suit with big sleeves and a skirt. Amy bites her lip as everyone stares at her.
"Ew!" All the students comment while Brit and Tiff smirk at each other.
"That's not right. I need to accentuate my legs," Jenny replies hopefully.
"Maybe we should just-"
Jenny extends her legs, creating spikes in her boots, and everyone laughs at her. Amy glares at them as Pteresa points up at her. "She looks like a pineapple on stilts!"
"There must be something in here to slim me down," Jenny thinks of something, but her feet just turn into a tank, knocking over the school bus. Amy facepalms at her, sighing deeply. "Poor thing," Brit remarks in fake sympathy. "Didn't she ever learn not to mix polka-dots and gunpowder?" Everyone laughs at her joke and then they leave.
"No, wait! Don't leave! I can do this!" She tries again, but brings up so many weapons...that they crash into Razinski's office. "Sorry!" She calls out from down below as he gives a blank look.
"I don't care!" Jenny shouts from Sheldon's garage after school. "Being up on the latest trends is useless, unless you can fit the look. And right now, the look is thin."
"But...removing your weapons systems?" Sheldon asks her carefully while holding a wrench. "Is that really such a good idea?"
"Yeah, Jen, sounds pretty risky," Brad speaks up while rubbing his chin.
"And what about the Space Bikers? They're gonna-"
"I. Don't. Care!" She then lays down on the table. "It's better to be fashionable than functional. I want a slimmed-down look that'll make Brit and Tiff look like stuffed sausages. Take it out. Take it all out!" She reveals all of her weapons and they look at her wide-eyed. Brad covers up Tuck's eyes. She laughs evilly as by now, she's too obsessed with trying to beat the Crust Cousins. "Amy, get a slim catsuit or start losing some weight!"
"No way! I'm out," Amy waves her hands in denial.
"What?! You're ditching me?" Jenny narrows her eyes in anger.
"Look, I never signed up for...this," She gestures to Jenny's body. "I can't slim myself down in a few hours, or find myself a catsuit. My own costume doesn't take into account of slimming down my whole body. This is ridiculous, we can find another way."
"How? Slim is the only way to beat them! If you won't help me, fine! I'll just do it myself."
Amy sighs while pinching her nose, shrugging to the others. "If that's what she wants..."
Hours are spent trying to remove it all. Sheldon cuts some of her weapons, Brad holding a pile of them in his hands. Sheldon places down something heavier and it makes Brad fall to the ground. Amy looks down at him wide-eyed and concerned.
Sweat drips down Sheldon's face and Brad wipes it off with a sponge. He was in the process of removing more weapons. He puts down his mask and Amy holds out a lemonade for him, which he sips from a straw.
Tuck is reading as some weapons are flying past him. Jenny's head even is thrown and she glares up at Brad. He rushes over with a sheepish smile and takes her back to the table.
Sheldon drills and plucks out weapons. One particular one doesn't seem to break off as he struggles with pulling it. Amy grasps his shoulders from behind and they both pull until it finally falls behind them. Brad and Amy look at the weapon wide-eyed as they don't even know what it's for...
Tuck is still reading as he ducks from a lawn mower, jumps from a vacuum cleaner, and then looks up as a sink lands in front of him. He jumps down and turns on the faucet, holding a glass and taking a sip of water.
Sheldon uses some tweezers on a component inside of Jenny's arm. She has a blue light bulb nose, making her confused. Sheldon breaks it off and as Amy takes inventory, she touches the component and gets shocked. She lets go and looks up as her hair is a frizzled mess before she falls to the ground, smoke coming from it. Sheldon and Brad rush over to make sure she's okay.
Tuck looks through a telescope while going through the pile of weapons. He tosses it and then gets a big item that makes it look like he has big teeth. He throws that away and then picks up a giant hand. He uses it as a back scratcher and shrugs, throwing that away too. He picks up a small device, which is actually a small vacuum. It starts sucking at his face and he pulls with all of his might. However, his whole head gets stuck inside before he pulls it out, throwing it away in fear. He grabs a big blaster and peeks inside the front. He fiddles around with it and then presses a button, activating the laser. It hits the light bulb and the three jump out of the way as it breaks. The four all glare at Tuck, who hides the blaster behind his back.
"Oops."
"Tuck, you're too young to be handling weaponry," Brad remarks while standing up.
"What? No way! So I made one tiny mistake. I'm still more responsible than you give me credit for. Besides, Amy's not taking inventory like she's supposed to."
"It's called a lunch break," Amy rolls her eyes at him. She's holding a grilled cheese sandwich that's half eaten, with a cup of fruit punch nearby.
"Okay, Mr. Mature, you can be on pile duty."
"Pile duty?" Tuck questions eagerly with a smile. "Oh boy! What do I do? What do I do?"
"Just stand there and make sure all that stuff stays in a pile," Brad tells him in uninterest, walking away.
"Aye, aye, captain," Tuck salutes at him. He turns around and looks at the pile with his eyes attentive.
More hours pass and Tuck is asleep, drool dripping onto the floor. He falls to the floor, falling on his nose. "Are we done yet?" He asks in annoyance.
"Just a few more pieces," Sheldon states while pulling and tossing things away. Brad catches them into a plate. "There. Okay, Jen, that's it." Brad opens up his arm so that a blanket falls on it and he gasps, dropping the plate of stuff. "That's all I can remove without compromising your structural integrity," He hands over a mirror and she takes a look.
"Yes! Just wait until they see me tomorrow."
The boys glance at each other nervously.
After everyone leaves, Sheldon's left with all of her weapons since they couldn't take them home all in one night. He places his hands on his hips with a sigh, not sure if he did the right thing or not. "Amy, I'm gonna need your help making sure we're not missing anything-"
However, he finds that Amy is asleep and had been the whole time, so therefore, she hasn't seen Jenny's new look. He watches her sleep peacefully and his heart races. He then pinches his nose. "Why does this have to be so hard? It was an accident, but my old self had been wanting to do that for so long. And we're friends now, it's not supposed to be like that! What is wrong with you?!" He holds his head and groans. "And how am I even going to tell her? She'd freak—and what about Jenny? My heart belongs to her!"
He whines as he hides his face as he doesn't want to admit the fact that he still has a little bit of feelings left for Amy. The girl snores and he looks up, sighing. Right now, she needs a more comfortable place to sleep, and he has to let her sisters know where she is because it's late.
"That's just being a teenager, Sheldon..." He sighs to himself as he bends down and picks her up bridal style. He walks into his house to have her sleep in a guest room. Thankfully, Amy is still asleep, so she hasn't heard a thing...
People stand in front of school the next morning, hearing an engine. They all look up to see that Brit and Tiff are dressed like bikers. "Now that we've outmaneuvered those robotic twits, fashion wise, we can beat her at the transformation game." Brit stumbles and falls onto the road.
"Hello, ladies," Jenny speaks up with a smirk. "How are you? I'm thin, thanks for asking." All that's left of Jenny now is her robotic skeleton—even her pigtails are missing. Amy hums to herself as she walks towards the school, having just gotten there. She sees Jenny and does a double take, dropping all of her books in shock.
"What in the...?!"
"That's her most radical look ever," A student with a bunch of piercings comments at her. Everyone gathers around as Amy frowns in worry. Jenny just looks flat-out ridiculous, and yet people are gushing over it. She was glad that she tapped out when she did.
"Don't you people know, the slim look is so yesterday," Brit comments in disdain.
"I simply must give props to my design team, Brad and—oh!" She's so thin that she phases through the grass in front of her friends. "Uh, a little help?" Brad picks her up with ease. "Thanks for the ups." Amy walks over to her and Jenny smiles. "Ah, my former ally. How's it feel to see me as thin as ever?"
"Look, I'm not doing this with you. Jen-"
The auto shop explodes right behind them. "Oh my gosh!" The girls exclaim, rushing over to see what's going on. The two workers run and scream out of there.
"Where is she? Where are the metal monkeys who wrecked my bike?" Letta asks angrily as the Space Bikers are there. She turns around and sees Jenny. "Ah, there you are. Get her!" They all rush forward one by one.
"Net catapult," Jenny holds out her hand, but nothing happens. She blinks in confusion and extends her legs upwards. Tammy rushes past and crashes into the wall. Olga does the same thing. Amy narrows her eyes and leaves the auto shop to go transform. "Come on, come on, let's go."
Sludge grabs her from behind, but she slips through, landing a few feet away. Sludge grabs her again, but Jenny slips away again by just walking. She steps back and holds out her hand again. "Battle bazooka." Like last time, nothing happens and she runs off. The bikers continue chasing after her just as Amy flies in wearing her armor. Jenny jumps over various objects, pointing her hand at them. "Mighty mallet!" She jumps as Amy flies over her, the girl grabbing her.
"Stop them!" Letta demands her crew. Jenny points her hands at the trip.
"Laser cannon." She frowns and then kicks over an oil can, the three girls slipping and flying past them. Amy flies in the other direction, looking up and seeing their friends. "Hey, there you guys are. What happened to my net catapult?"
"We took it out," Sheldon informs her and Amy winces as Jenny doesn't realize why she has no weapons.
"What about my battle bazooka?" She wonders as the trio rush after the two, trying to jump up and catch Amy.
"That's out too," Brad answers next.
"Mighty mallet?" The five go past the window again.
"Nope, that's gone," He confirms to her.
"Laser cannon?"
"That was the first to go," Sheldon informs as they watch the two being chased around.
"There's nothing left?"
"Pretty much," Brad states regretfully, Sheldon feeling bad since he was only doing what she asked of him.
"I believe your exact words were 'it's better to be fashionable than functional'," He points out and she sighs slowly. The students from school peek in and cheer. Brit and Tiff roll over, looking angry that they're not the center of attention.
"Look at these fools. Don't they realize they're cheering yesterday's fashion?" Brit asks in annoyance. "Come on!" She rolls backwards and crashes somewhere. Tiff places her hand over her forehead.
Amy is attempting to fly, but she's stuck in place. She looks down to see that Lenny is holding onto her with a smirk. He then tosses some water onto her jets, which cause them to break down and she falls to the ground. Lenny grabs the girl and spins her around, smacking her on the ground. Jenny rushes over to help, only to get the same treatment. He tosses them into the air, Tammy running and hitting them like tennis balls. Sludge catches them and rolls Jenny around a pole. Meanwhile, she smacks Amy against it and the girl falls down in pain. Olga pushes Jenny down like a spring, and once she goes upwards, she goes through a car. Tammy pushes them when they get close to her, and they hit a piece of metal while going through a tire. Finally, they're caught by Sludge, hanging upside down.
"Hey, boss," Olga calls out with a smile. "You want some legs or a wing from these turkeys?" Amy grunts a bit; even if she could fight back, she's still outnumbered. Plus, it felt wrong fighting without Jenny.
"Get out my way," They hear Tiff's voice and turn around. "Beat it."
"Make way for your fashion superiors," Brit holds out her arms to the crowd.
"Oh, yeah, now there's a cherry hog," Letta smiles eagerly at the two. "Come on, girls," She tugs Lenny by the leash, spinning him around like a lasso. "Let's get some hood ornaments." She tosses them over and catches Brit, Lenny licking at her mask. Tiff rolls herself away, Sludge and Olga smiling. They chase after her, leaving behind Jenny and Amy.
"Girls, we gotta get you out of here," Sheldon states as he and Brad rush over to help.
"Oh...I..."
"What?" Brad looks down in confusion.
"What's wrong?" Sheldon asks in concern.
"Behind you..."
"Get away while you can," Amy groans as a shadow looms over them. They look up to see Tammy standing over them.
"Oh, look, a couple of guppies," She grabs Sheldon and puts him in an oil can. She then grabs Brad, lifting him up. "Hey, you're kind of cute," She puts him on a hook, choking him as he's hanging by the collar. "Why don't you hang around?" She smiles, scratching his chin. She then pulls him up to the ceiling.
"Tammy, stop flirting," Letta tells her while she and Sludge ride Brit and Tiff. "It's time to turn these back-seat drivers into scrap metal," She turns to Olga, who holds Jenny and Amy. Suddenly the ground shakes and they look up to see a mech suit. Someone steps forward, and it turns out to be Tuck! He's wearing a mech made out of all of Jenny's weapons.
"Get away from them, you fish," He narrows his eyes.
"...What is this, amateur hour?" Letta asks in disbelief, turning to Sludge. "Sludge, take out the trash."
She rolls forward to Tuck. "Battle bazooka," He presses a button and fires it, knocking Sludge off of Tiff. Letta looks down at her.
"Olga, Tammy, knock the baby out of his high chair."
The two rush forward, Tuck being unfazed. "Net catapult," A net is knitted instantly and he launches it, knocking Tammy to the ground in a net. "Mighty mallet," The mallet forms and hits Olga on the head repeatedly, making her essentially mush. Lenny shakes in fear from him. "Laser cannon—fire!" He uses Jenny's pigtails to fire some lasers, breaking off Lenny's leash. He gasps and ties himself back, sighing in relief.
"Retreat!"
"Hey, mutt, I'm the only one who orders a-" Tuck fires again and she freezes in place as the laser makes a hole in her hat. "Retreat!" She shakes in fear, all of them running off with Brit and Tiff.
"Help!"
"Help, somebody!"
Tuck helps Sheldon out of the oil, who blinks as he's covered almost head to toe in it. He then pulls down Brad safely, the girls standing up. Jenny scratches the back of her head while Amy adjusts her helmet.
"Guys, are you hurt?" Brad asks them in worry.
"Just my pride," Jenny states with a frown. Sheldon is about to check up on Amy when she cracks her neck and back. She then gives him a thumbs up. "I can't believe I almost wound up on the scrap heap for the sake of fashion."
"No kidding," Tuck comments with a smile. "How could anyone get hung up on something as silly as fashion?"
Suddenly someone takes a picture of him. "Love your look." He looks down to see everyone from school admiring him.
"What's your secret?"
"Oh, well, I'm inspired by the classics," Tuck smiles boastfully. "I try to keep my lines clean and my materials simple. And I always put on a fresh coat of wax before I leave the house."
"Of course!"
Tuck basks in all the praise, everyone else just looking on. Everyone except Jenny is smiling, Amy having already changed herself back in hiding. "Why, that little...he's taking credit for my look! Come on, we've got work to do!" She drags Brad off with him, Amy sighing and placing a hand on her forehead.
"Oh, that Jen-ny!" Sheldon yelps as she pulls him away.
Amy has had enough as she plucks the mech and drags it away from the students. She looks annoyed as she catches up with her friends and grabs Jenny. "Hey, Amy, what are you doing?!" Jenny protests at her.
"Nope, not going through this again. We're putting you back to normal. I'll even do it myself," Amy tells her plain and simple, both her and Tuck whining.
"But Amy...!" They both cry out in unison.
"No buts! The fashion war's a draw!" She declares and Sheldon smiles wistfully at her. He then snaps out of it and groans, hoping that this will just be temporary.