I watched Rampage fidget for the umpteenth time in his clothes. He was closely inspecting his newfound flesh covering beside me.

"Will you stop that!?" I yelled, swatting away his hand from my hair. "What is so fascinating about my hair?"

He felt the fluff on his own head, then pointed to my chin length 'do.

"Why is your longer? Why did I not have longer hair?"

I sighed and ran a hand over my eyes to diminish the headache that was forming.

"Look, I could have given you longer hair, but that would only entice me into yanking on it in anger."

"And why would you do that?" He scoffed.

I smiled ruefully, "It's a girl thing."

Leaning back in his chair he watched me at the computer for a moment straightening up and looking around.

"Where are the other humans?"

"Erm…'Elles probably still asleep since it's not eleven yet, and Cheets left for work before you woke up."

"Do you not work today? It is a non school day isn't it?"

I pulled up a new window, typing in my destination, "Yea, but I don't work until 'till 4:30 today."

I watched as MakeAWish.com appeared in all its misleading generic website glory.

"Is that it?"

"I think so…lemme double check."

Going through the side bar I found what I thought to be the wish engine. Clicking on it redirected me to a simple form to fill out including name, email and wish.

A wish of my own? Ohh…hehehehe…. How about for Jonathan to get scabies…? Or crabs? Nah, too private…I need something embarrassing, something to satisfy my craving for payback…. Something…but what….

I just realized I sound like a cheap movie villain…. cool….

I heard crabby chuckle beside me.

"Whatever you're thinking, I like it."

I'm sure you would and I think I'd like it too, if I knew what it was…The worst part of payback is originality. Makes you wonder exactly for whom the bitch part was meant.

"Maybe I could have her leave him…"

"Leave who?"

…. crap…

"Thinking up some revenge for Johnny boy."

Hnh? I haven't seen him this happy since… hmm…can't say I have seen him this happy since I told him how Tarantulas died in the show.

"Does he have any close family near by?"

"We are not killing anyone Rampage."

His features darkened, "You want revenge, do you not?"

"Rampage," I warned. "Nobody is going to be getting killed. Is that clear?"

He glared, but nodded. "Transparently."

"Good, oh and that includes torture, maiming and other forms of mutilation."

'Kay…he's scary when he's pissed.

"H…Hey! Where d'ya think you're going?" I asked when he stood up.

He looked down at me, then away. Refusing to answer for a second, as if trying his damndest to try my patience.

"I'm going to use your waste reciprocal if you must know."

The waste recipriwhata?

"D'you mean the bathroom? Jeez, just say so next time."

"I thought I did." He replied gruffly, before stalking down the hall.

I wonder if this site can make my new roomie less murderous?

"Hey luv, whatcha doing?"

I looked over at Michelle's bleary-eyed expression and rolled my eyes, "It's ten thirty in the morning! And you're just now waking up?"

She smiled back wanly; "Not all of us are morning people."

Standing I moved into the kitchen, putting on a fresh pot of coffee while I left to get dressed, but not before leaving specific instructions to not touch the computer until I came back.

"That's quite a wish Raph."

I froze in the middle of the hallway, hearing Michelle's sentence and the reply. In an instant I bolted down the small distance left, coming to a halt behind the two at the computer. I reached down and grabbed 'Raph' by the collar and hauled him up to his feet…which is kind of hard to do since he's taller that me, which left my arm up still holding on to the collar of the open shirt.

I suddenly wished that I had reconsidered the long hair.

"What did you wish for?" I whispered, using every ounce of willpower not to shake the immortal senseless.

"Whoa, chill out, it's not like it'll ever come true." 'Elle offered.

I ignored her; fear was brimming inside me at what Rampage could have asked for. And that knowing grin he gave me did not help to diminish my fear.

"What. Did. You. Wish for? Answer me 'Page or else I'll explain what castrated means the hard way." I threatened. "And with you, I can show you again and again."

"Courtney Lee- Ann Freeman! That's disgusting!" I hated is when people used my real name, I preferred nicknames. That and this would be another thing for the crab to torment me with.

"Elle, what did he wish for? And tell me the truth." After a moment, I added, "Please."

"All right, all right. Jeez, it was nothing deserving of what you're planning. All he did was wish that John would get what's coming to him."

I looked back to Rampage slowly. "Is that true?"

Please oh please let that be it.

"Oh course it was Courtney."

Grr….as a robot that smile was scary, but now, It's just plain annoying!

"All right, I guess… But I swear, if anything else strange happens today because of you…"

"Is that a threat?" He laughed. As if I couldn't maim him!

I frowned, but a smile tugged at my lips. "I don't make threats, spark-boy, I make promises." I let go of his collar. "Just remember who holds the spark and everything will be fine." So it was a corny line, but the best way to bluff your power is to flaunt it.

"Yeeesh girl, one of these days that temper of yours is going to get you into trouble." Michelle said, going into the kitchen.

Who me? Bah, she doesn't know what she's talking about.

"I'm going to go get ready and go to the mall around lunch time, did you guys want to go with me?"

"Yea Michelle, I think that would be good, we need to get Raph here some new clothes."

I watched as Rampage ambled over to the kitchen. I could hear him taking out some food for breakfast, and I tried my best to ignore him. I had a feeling it would be a long day.

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"How about this one? Ohh, you'd look good in blue!"

I hid a smile behind my hand, pretending to ignore the pleading look the robot turned human was giving me. I had neglected to mention how much Elle loved to go shopping.

"I do not wear blue!" He growled. "That is fish face's color."

Michelle paused in mid ramblings to glance at me, "Who?"

I shook my head and shrugged, "Imaginary playmate?"

Rolling her eyes, she continued to pile up the clothes into the shopping cart. I finally decided to rescue the poor bot, I mean, after all, he still has to try on this massive pile of things too.

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"Hmm, no, you were right, green isn't your color."

I could tell from his expression that he had a comment on Elle's intelligence, so I shoved him back in with the fire blue shirt and khaki pants.

I watched as he emerged. Wow…he looked really…

Ouch!

"You look okay. Try on these next." I told him, handing him a red shirt with one hand, while rubbing the tender area I had pinched with the other.

I need to find another method of distracting myself; otherwise my parents are going to think I'm living with abusive friends!

I sat down on the floor while he tried on the last of the clothing. In the end, he had three t-shirts (two blues, one red) and two pairs of pants (one blue jeans, one khaki).

I checked my watch as we exited the store.

"Aw crap! I'm going to be late for work!" I glanced over at Michelle and Rampage, "Elle, you and Raph will have to go home with out me, I gotta leave." When she nodded I beckoned Rampage close.

"And you, you'd best behave, or I'll have Starath sic Megatron on you! Is that clear?"

He didn't answer, so I could only hope that he'd behave. I turned and dashed off to my wonderful job making sandwiches at the local Wendy fast food joint.

I hate my job.

I stand there, crane my neck to see my orders, call for my meat to a guy whose almost never there, and make the blasted sandwich while my boss Trina watched me like a hawk, pointing out everything I do wrong.

One of these days she's going to get a Junior bacon upside the head…

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I had packed my uniform in my backpack, so I didn't have to worry about running back to the apartment. Work was thankfully very slow, and I had only thirty minutes left of my shift when I stated to feel a bit queasy. A glance down at my hands showed them to be of a slight blue hue. Taking off my gloves I felt the skin, it was hard, and smooth…almost metallic…

"Uh, Trina? I gotta go use the washroom, I'll be right back!" I called over to my supervisor.

"Make it quick!"

I scrambled past Joleyn who was chopping up lettuce and ran into the washroom. I looked at my face and promptly clamped a hand over my mouth to stop from screaming. I was blue…no, I was blue-green. My eyes were turning red. And not the fake red pupils, I mean completely, entire eye no white showing red!

WTF?!!

I'll kill him!

Suddenly remembering where I was I desperately tried to stop my body from rebelling against me, and forced myself to look normal again, but to no avail I was still turning metallic. Unlocking the door, I peeked outside, Joleyn was still chopping up the vegetables, but there was no one else around.

Quickly, I located my supervisor in the office.

"Trina, we're kind of slow today, and I'm not feeling very good…" I trailed off as I waited for her to finish her inspection of me…I hated this part. "I was wondering if I could get off early."

"Hmm, well, you do seem a little green…alright, go clock out and go home."

I turned my head to hide my sigh of relief as I practically ran to clock out. Grabbing my things without bothering to change I started for home, feeling more and more weird by the minute. By the time I finally got to the apartment, my whole body was feeling slightly electrified. Like a slight tingling sensation all over.

I ran straight for the bathroom, and looked at myself in the mirror.

I couldn't stop myself from screeching this time.

My skin had turned completely metallic; it was pale icy green with light blue tints around the edges. I pulled off my shirt to see how far it had gone, I noticed when I moved my arms that the interlocking joints were blue, my chest and midsection was covered by some weird armor design.

It didn't matter; I was not about to pretend I felt comfortable enough to walk around naked…even if I wasn't in robot terms. I still felt it!

My feet felt cramped, and after kicking off my work shoes, I found my feet to be in a type of flat shoes…. Man, why can't I ever have heels, just once?

My eyes were bright red, with a brighter orb inside them that I discovered moved to the direction I was looking in.

I'm at least thankful that I still had all my fingers. My hair was gone…, which didn't bother me as much as the horn thingies on the side of my head. They looked like 'Page's but I couldn't be sure.

I could hear some one standing outside the door, and I prayed that it wasn't Michelle.

"I'll be out in a minute!" I called.

There was a pause then, "Lady Venom?"

Hmm…. When I'm really mad my new eyes shine brighter….

I turned and slowly opened the door and peeked outside; standing there in his new clothes was Rampage. He could obviously feel my immense hatred toward him at the moment, along with my fear of what the hell was happening to me…or had happened to me.

And he was grinning.

"Like the new look?"

…He's dead.

TBC