"So, what can you do Amy?" Asked Will in a curious manner, still reeling from the shock of hearing Amy's words.
"Well master, I cannot utilize all of my functions now-" Amy began before being interrupted by Will "Please call me by my name, Will, and not by master. It's so cringey, and out of this tune for this century, except for in anime that is, hehe."
"Well, Will, as I was saying before, all of my functions cannot be utilized, as my creator, the Toymaker, dismantled my core components into several parts, and hid them around nine different locations. I cannot access their known locations, as they have to be found in a specific sequence, which the inheritor, in this case you Will, has to find out by accessing my remaining parts."
"So," Will asked, "What functions do you have currently Amy?"
"Right now, only three functions-
1) The appraisal function, which utilizes the saved data from my quantum supercomputer to read and recognize every material you scan in.
2) The mapping function, which utilizes a satellite from the early days to map out the area, both magical and the normal realm.
3) The armor function, which protects you from any harm, is indestructible, and looks cool to you. However, due to the missing parts, I only have access to the right arm, which is utilized by an anti matter pulse cannon.
I will regain more and more functions, as long as you keep on collecting the missing parts."
"Wow, cool. So anyways, lemme try the arm blaster thingy Amy." Will asks Amy gleefully, while rubbing his hands, imagining himself to be the next Iron Man (although in a butchered form).
"Gladly. But beware, the cannon packs quite a punch, as you would say nowadays." Amy replies warningly.
With that, the watch morphs itself into a basic, half complete chest plate, which connects the left arm of the armor to itself, along with powering it. Will checks out the arm, totally fascinated by it. He gleams to himself, imagining the faces of everyone, especially Duke, in awe as they chant his name to be their savior. Out of negligence, Will aims the arm out of the window, and randomly imagines that he is firing against his imaginary enemy. Suddenly, a blue beam is seen shooting from the arm, which goes through several buildings in the neighborhood, frightening everyone in it.
"Aliens, the aliens are coming!"
"I told you Iron Man existed, and that Superman is fake, didn't I!?"
"Mom, get the camera!"
Shouts of all sorts can be heard across the neighborhood (with the last one being weird), and sirens are heard across the entire city, as the police and the firefighters aim to save everyone who was affected by it.
Will sheepishly takes his arm down, and while whitling nonchalantly, draws his window curtains across the window.