What a Robot Has Between Her Legs

Rocket flames shot from robot teen's her boot-like lower legs, pushing her away from the hard asphalt in time. Two more shot from her twin ponytails, and SADI, she and what she was holding took to flying. "Go to the car!" SADI told her, wanting to get into something familiar.

"Right, the car!" XJ-9 instantly headed for the only car in the parking lot.

"No! Don't go INSIDE! You will ruin the dashboard, not to mention the upholstery!"

"Ha, not a problem!" the teenager confidently said, zipping through the opening where the driver's door had been moments before. She ignored the internal scream as she laid the form along the front seat. "Now, I'll clean him up!"

Or maybe she wouldn't. "There's not enough room in there for both him and my 6 and a half foot body."

"And your - by my estimation - quarter-ton weight(?) can't be good for the car or him, either!" SADI scolded.

"It's a lowrider, right? It should hold my 600 pounds. Hmm.... I know!" The white-with-blue-trim robot went to the back door of the white-with-red-trim car. She slowed down just enough to open it without breaking anything, and then climbed inside.

"Now...where's that shop-vac in me? I know it's got to be around inside, somewhere; I seem to have just about everything - There it is!"

"That is where the humans installed your vacuum?" If the robot were a car, putting it between the rear wheels wouldn't have made good design sense.

"It wasn't "humans", it was my mom who designed and built me!" Jenny said indignantly. She assumed, "There has to be a reason she put it between my legs." Actually, she LIKED the idea of something down there, where humans kept THEIR junk (or was she misunderstanding what they meant by "junk"?). She pulled the hose out and then had a thought, "I know!" she said, taking her hands from it. The hose stayed up. "I bet it's to let me use my hands for other things." And a grin grew on her her metal composite face. "It's so I can clean up the mess while I battle a global menace!"

"And you think that makes sense?" Teenagers! was the opinion Dr. Freeman had fed into her. (She did know that another SADI had a different opinion of one, a Kim Possible.) And this SADI thought her creator was probably right: Bebe she could at least meet electrically - This one was nowhere to be found in the circuitry!

Jenny was paying attention only to the end of the hose she was fingering. "There's soft, flexible silicon outside and in. Is that for a better hold of the vacuum attachments?"

"Will you just suction, already? That white fluid is ruining the interior! And it's a driveaway!"

The teenage robot giggled. "Is this what "ticklish" means? I think I like it! ...Oo,yum!" The ring and lining of silicon had touch sensors, and she was curious about what something besides her own fingers would feel against them. Say, like the (hu)man(?) she could see over the twin backs of the single front bench seat.