[The view of a laboratory is seen. A scientist is working on his newest creation]
[we see wires and then what looks like a boy's head. It opens its eyes and yawns]
Scientist: Good, good. Wake up successfully activated. Let's test your joint movements and reflexes. Move each one of your fingers one by one. Yes, good. Very good. Now move your arm. [the android boy moves his arm up]
Scientist: Good! Now let's attatch your head.
[The android boy puts his head on his body]
Android Boy: There's nothing in between my legs.
[cut to Juno's school]
Mr. Beeblebrox: So, is everyone reviewing their chart?
Juno: Mr. Beeblebrox, I think we need to get to the other lessons.
Mr. Beeblebrox: Sorry, but I'm running late. On my way driving here, I thought I was about to hit a kid. I did, but he was unharmed, because he broke my crash.
[in Beeblebrox's flashback, the boy is seen, the car crashed into him, but he did not fly back, though his body had appeared to get smashed with his body]
Boy: Aw, dang, my pants got ripped.
Woman: That boy!
Man: He- he's not human!
[flashback ends as the kids at the table give confused looks at each other]
[cut to a soda shoppe]
Juno: Well, here's our local soda shop.
Twitty: Usually, kids go after school to the local libraries to study, but ok.
Juno: We'll have plenty of time to study at the park, but I have a desk and I prefer the sounds of leaves rustling rather than my maid vaccuming.
Ku: [excited] Let's buy a soda!
[They walk in to the lady at the counter]
Counter Lady: Well, what can I do for you three girls?
Juno: Just one orange boom and... what would you two like?
Counter Lady : I'll just get you two a Blue Fizz and a caramel sundae float.
[As the girls are served and given their sodas, a man with a young boy walks in]
Man: Hello, Cherise.
Cherise: Hi, there Dr. Rutt. I was worried about you. But it seems my worries were validated when you were able to leave your lab. And who is this? Your son?
Dr. Rutt: No, of course not. I'm only 27. This is my little brother, Paul.
Cherise: Hm... you look nothing like him. You got lucky.
Twitty: [smiles] Oh, I like her.
Juno: So, Paul. How old are you?
Paul: Oh, I'm still brand new.
Dr. Rutt: Oh, he's just being silly. He's 16.
Twitty: He looks a bit young to be in High School.
Cherise: He's got that baby face going on. Certainly not the hairy sasquach face of his big brother.
Dr. Rutt: That's enough!
Ku: Hey, Paul! You don't got any nostrils.
Dr. Rutt: [thinking] Oh, no... my cover is blown, or rather his cover that is his human-looking exoskin on his mechanics.
Twitty: Neither do any of us. It's an anime. The artist never drew any on us.
Cherise: [looking in a mirror] You're right. No nasal drippage here.