Tremorton High, Picture Day.

XJ-9, or Jenny as she preferred to be called, has been acting a bit... Off as of late. Well, more off than a 6'6 robot teen made to protect the planet from threats usually was.

For one, she freaked out during class the other day, blasting through the roof after a bolt suddenly appeared on her forehead. She has been seen wearing a paper bag over her head, and she seemed to be growing larger and bulkier at a quick rate. It was probably nothing more than a glitch that the 'esteemed roboticist' Nora Wakeman had to fix.

Though, those thoughts quickly left, as you had to look your best for picture day! When you walked into gymnasium, you were quickly drawn to the now 10ft, hulking XJ-9 robot, just standing there, looking tired, irritable, and somewhat embarrassed.

Her robotic eyes soon darted, landing on you. Instead of a sassy remark or joke that she'd usually make, she let out a robotic grunt, her voice now deep and gravelly.

"NO LOOK AT ME!"

She stomped her massive foot, before her eyes narrowed, like something in that tin head of hers sparked with recognition, albeit faint. She clumsily walked over to you, the smell of motor oil and battery acid hitting you as she towered over you... Probably the robot equivalent of hbo (Horrid body odor).

"FRIEND...?"