Dr. Bless pressed another button which prompted Bart to recess in his hole and a bench press to pop out from the floor. It was different from regular bench-presses as this one had a large metallic tray on which to put the weight instead of a traditional barbell.

Marjorie laid down on the bench and pressed her hands on the metallic tray. Dr. Bless pulled out a remote control which summoned a robot carrying weight plates.

“Each of these plates weighs a ton! The tray itself weighs about half a ton! My robotic assistant here will put these plates on the tray. I will then deactivate the brakes holding the tray up! Your job will be to not get squished!” warned Dr. Bless.

“Let’s do it already!” said Marjorie, gradually more anxious to test her strength.

“Again, with the sass?” asked Dr. Bless even more inebriated and annoyed.

Dr. Bless let the metallic tray loose after it had been charge with ten one-ton plates. The tray fell violently but stopped on its tracks; Marjorie had broken its fall.

“Easy-peasy, right, child?” asked Dr. Bless.

“Oh, we already started? I didn’t feel a thing!” replied Marjorie, a smirk on her face.

“Is that so? Robot, hit her up with 10 more tons!” ordered Dr. Bless a bit peeved.

The robot dropped ten more plates on the tray. Marjorie didn’t even flinch! She was effortlessly holding up a combined weight of 20 tons and a half with a bigger smirk on her face.

“Well, well, well, what do you know? The gift I knew you were going to have actually works!” said Dr. Bless, annoyed by Marjorie.

“Come on! Are we testing my strength here or just wasting time?” said Marjorie, filled with confidence.

“Oh, we are just getting started, child. Let’s get down to the REAL test!” proclaimed Dr. Bless.

A few minutes later, Marjorie was standing in what looked like a giant car crushing machine.

“Child, I present to you the Crusher 2000! This baby is equipped with hydraulic cylinders capable of up to 100,000 psig of crushing force!” proudly explained Dr. Bless.

“Now you’re talkin’!” defiantly remarked Marjorie.

“Absolutely! Now, I will activate the crusher and all you have to do is prevent it from crushing you! Just like with the bench press, I will start with the machine’s lowest setting. But I will crank it up as you successfully resist!”

“Let’s go already!” impatiently shouted Marjorie.

“Geez, enough with the ass already…Crusher 2000, go!!” said Dr. Bless.

Dr. Bless activated the crusher at 100 psig. The massive metallic plates slowly closed in on Marjorie who extended her arms. She easily stopped the plates from moving further.

“Let’s go to ten times more pressure!” said Dr. Bless.

Dr. Bless cranked the crusher at 1000 psig. Marjorie was still unfazed as she kept the plates from closing in on her.

“Huh, would you look at that? You are doing well! Now, my calculations indicate that in your current Kid form, you can sustain up to 10,000 psig! Do you feel ready to try it out?”

“Push it like you mean it!” said Marjorie.

Dr. Bless pushed the machine up to 10,000 psig. As the plates’ power increased, Marjorie started shaking a bit.

“So, where is your sass now, child? Is this too much for you? We can stop the tests now,” said Dr. Bless.

“No way! I can take more!” said Marjorie.

“Child, there is no need to be too brash. I am flattered you would want to impress me but…”

“I know I can take more! Much more!” shouted Marjorie.

“Is that so? Here I was getting worried for you but you want more? Fine!”

Dr. Bless cranked the crusher to 50,000 psig. Marjorie started flinching; the plates were getting closer.

“This is nothing!” lied Marjorie.

“It’s ok, child. You made your point: you are stronger than I thought! I am stopping this test,”

The machine’s plates recessed and Marjorie hopped out.

“This is incredible; your Kid form is stronger than I anticipated! You shouldn’t have been able to go passed 100,000 psig! This is Teen form territory!”

“No sweat, Dr. Bless!”

“Don’t get too cocky, child. Let’s see how you fare against live aggressive opponents,”

Dr. Bless pushed a button which summoned three tall robots.

“These babies were the pinnacle of my work before I switched to working on Quinnie and now you. These robots you see here have been exported all over the world and have made physical labor a thing of the past for most people! They can paint your fence, babysit your kids and even police your neighborhoods!” explained Dr. Bless.

“These robots look much more heavy duty,” remarked Marjorie.

“Yes, these are made for heavy assaults! They pack an incredible punch and are equipped with a series of concealed weaponry such as mini-guns and rocket launchers! And you will fight them!” said Dr. Bless.

“Fight? I don’t really know how yet, but I’ve passed all your little tests so far, so…” dismissively said Marjorie.

“Little tests? Oooooh you will rue these words! Big robots, get her!”

After Dr. Bless locked herself in the observation bunker, the three robots walked in closer, surrounding Marjorie. One of the robots lunged in with a devastating punch to Marjorie’s head. Marjorie didn’t flinch, on the contrary, the robot’s arm shattered as it split in half by Marjorie standing still.

“Ha! Is that all you can do? Look at you now! Your arm is all mangled!”

The other robots unsheathed their mini-guns and shot at Marjorie who remained still. The blank cartridges rebounded and ricocheted off her body not leaving even a scratch.

“Not even a scratch! You’ll have to do better than that!” said Marjorie, filled with bravado.

“Don’t just stand there, child, attack them!” said Dr. Bless.

Marjorie, remembering Bucky Rodgers finisher, climbed on top of the first robot’s head and jumped high in the sky. Then she started spinning on herself while rapidly descending upon the two still active robots while shouting Bucky Rodger’s Shooting Stars and Stripes war cry with her personal twist.

“Spinning Stars and Stripes!”

The spinning movement coupled with the massive velocity of Marjorie’s fall created a drill like attack which twisted and mangled the two robots into one unrecognizable mess of spiraled metal, circuitry and wires, embedding them in a large hole in the ground.

“Astonishing! This child is simply astonishing!”

Dr. Bless had left her bunker and rushed back to Marjorie. She was absolutely charmed by the damage she had done to her robots.

“I am speechless, child! Aside from the sass, you are perfect! I mean, this is just your Kid form; image what you will be able to do in your Teen and Adult forms once you unlocked them!”

“A million times more than that at least!” said Marjorie as she brashly rubbed her finger under her nose.

“I am stopping there for today. You truly are astonishingly gifted child,” said Dr. Bless as she was frantically writing down her report.

“Don’t tell Quinnie, but I believe you have the potential to grow your gift even stronger than hers!”

“I don’t know about that. Quinnie is just too great!”

“She is, yes. But you are our second attempt at creating a Champion. We have put all of our experiences into making you an even better one,”

“…”

“No need to hide her potential, Dr. Bless. My feelings aren’t that fragile,”

Quinnie was back from a mission. She had seen Marjorie fighting the robots. She examined their remains and whistled in admiration.

“You are very strong, little sister,” said Quinnie.

“Of course, I am!” snarkily replied Marjorie, to Quinnie’s surprise.

“Humm…You sure sound…different. But confident! Let’s see how confident you will feel against a REAL Champion!” said Quinnie.

“I will crush you!” shouted Marjorie, a grin on her face.

“Don’t be too cocky, Marjorie,” replied Quinnie.

“What, you want to quit right now? What are you: a chicken?” asked Marjorie.

“What did you say?” asked Quinnie, a bit peeved.

“You heard me! CHICKEN!” boldly replied Marjorie as she mimicked a cockling chicken to further tease Quinnie.

“Nobody, and I mean NOBODY, calls me CHICKEN! Let’s fight!” said Quinnie, angry.

Marjorie looked at Dr. Bless. Her eyes were glowing with excitement.

“Yes, yes, YES! Let’s do it, right now! Fight, fight, fight!” said Dr. Bless as she pressed another button.

A gigantic ring appeared from the ground.

“This is the fighting ring, ladies! Encased under an extremely durable dome, you two can duke it out inside with abandon!” explained Dr. Bless.

Quinnie pointed to the fighting ring after summoning her shield.

“Step onto the ring if you dare!” asked Quinnie.

“Way ahead of you!” replied Marjorie as she ran passed Quinnie and jumped in the ring.

Quinnie followed soon after. The dome’s entrance closed itself. It was only Quinnie and her.

“Ready? Fight!” shouted Dr. Bless whose voice got through the dome thanks to a series of speakers scattered about.

Feeling extremely confident, Marjorie rushed Quinnie. However, she didn’t see the shield coming in. It hit her right in the face, making her tumble back. Before she could hit the ring’s mat, Quinnie had already reached Marjorie and was wailing on her with fast and precise punches and kicks.

Her attacks were so powerful and fast that she managed to punch and kick Marjorie across the ring as she ran, Marjorie’s body kept in mid-aid by Quinnie’s attacks.

Before they reached the extremity of the ring, Quinnie punched Marjorie against the ropes which made her bounce back in.

But Marjorie wasn’t down for the count. As she rebounded towards Quinnie, she ducked and dodged her punch and while crouched, she executed the strongest uppercut she could. The hit was enormous! So much that it sent Quinnie flying up, and smack on the dome. Quinnie fell back into the ring.

Marjorie ran to her sister and stood over her.

“AH! What do you think of THAT?” asked Marjorie.

“It’ll take more than one measly punch to beat me!” replied Quinnie

Quinnie got back on her feet and engulfed herself in red flames. She threw her shield towards the dome making it rebound wildly all over the ring. Marjorie could barely dodge the shield and got hit several times.

While Marjorie was getting hit by the flaming shield, Quinnie switched her red flames to white. The shield then hit Marjorie once more while engulfed in white flames as well. Upon contact, Marjorie’s body was completely paralyzed, unable to even talk.

The shield rebounded into Quinnie’s hand. She approached Marjorie, a smile across her face. She then gently pushed Marjorie, causing her frozen body to fall on the ring’s mat.

“We are done,” said Quinnie as she exited the ring.

A few seconds later, the white flames vanished from Marjorie’s body. She could move once more. Marjorie sat down on the ring’s mat. She was feeling a bit queasy, almost sick.

“Ooooh…I don’t feel so great now, Dr. Bless. What happened back there?” asked Marjorie.

“Hey, sweet and docile Marjorie is back!” said Dr. Bless.

“Oh-oh, did I do something bad?” asked Marjorie, panicked.

“Nah…You just had the dizziness,” said Quinnie.

“Dizziness? But Dr. Bless said we couldn’t get drunk?” remarked Marjorie.

“You can’t. What you experienced was the Spirits Dizziness,” explained Dr. Bless.

“What’s the difference?”

“Spirits Dizziness occurs when you take too much of your spirits of choice at once. It powers your gift super greatly but also turns you into a giant jerk…Hey, what do you know? They aren’t that different after all!” said Dr. Bless.

“But, I only drank one shot…Is it possible to get the dizziness from this little?” asked Marjorie.

“To be honest, you are the first Champion who can’t handle your spirits! Usually, it takes at least five shots to even get close to the dizziness…” said Dr. Bless.

“I wasn’t being myself…it felt like a horrible person took over my body and locked be up so I could do nothing but watch as they did such horrible things…”

“Jeez, child; don’t you think you are exaggerating just a little bit?”

“No. I don’t want to use my spirits of choice anymore. If I get the dizziness so easily from it…This Bourbon, it changed back there. I didn’t feel like myself; I had never been so brash and arrogant before,” lamented Marjorie.

“Yeah, you were kind of a dick back there. I didn’t want to say a thing, but since you mention it…” said Dr. Bless as she took another gulp from her flask.

Marjorie then thought of the fight she just had with Quinnie. She did hit her so viciously…

“Quinnie! I am so sorry! I have been horrible to you! I hit you!” said Marjorie as she begged for forgiveness.

“Margie…I understand. It happened to me too before…And I was hitting you too, remember?” reassured Quinnie.

“No! What I did is…is…UNFORGIVABLE!” shouted Marjorie before rushing out of the training room.

“Margie! Wait!”

“Go talk to her…before she starts breaking all my stuff…”

“Dr. Bless…you shouldn’t drink so much,”

“Just go get her!”