“I DON’T THINK THOSE ORGANIC BEINGS WILL BE EXPECTING THIS.” Said Omicron, giving the robot version of a grin. “BLACK JACK, HOW IS THE WORK COMING?”
“Very well. I don’t believe those pesky animals will get in the way when you’re in charge. Terminator was just too overconfident for his own good.” Said Black Jack, tweaking his gun. “Nobody can stand in our way when we’ve got our ultimate weapon!”
Omicron Hellbot began calculating. He took on a worried expression. “YOU’RE RIGHT. WE SHOULD MAKE SURE OUR SHIELDS ARE DOWN AND OUR WEAPON SYSTEMS OFF WHEN WE’RE NOT ENGAGED IN A BATTLE. THAT WAY, NOBODY CAN’T BEAT US.”
Black Jack looked puzzled. “Why? We don’t need to save energy, and what if they surprise us?”
Omicron whirled to face him. “WHY?!? WHY?!?!? LOOK, WE CAN’T DEFEND AGAINST NOBODY WITH OUR SHIELDS AND WEAPONS RUNNING. YOU SEE, NOBODY HAS TAKEN FORM. HE CAN DEFEAT THE STRONGEST ARMIES, BUT HE CAN’T HANDLE A DEFENSELESS ANIMAL. HE RULES OUTER SPACE, THE OCEAN, EVERYTHING SOMEBODY DOESN’T OWN, BUT HE IS A STRANGER WHERE THERE ARE MANY PEOPLE. HE IS ALWAYS BEING SEEN. BE WARNED. NOBODY TEAMED WITH ACTUAL LIFE FORMS CAN BE DEVASTATING; YOU CAN DEFEND AGAINST ONE OR THE OTHER, BUT NOT BOTH.”
Black Jack had receded a bit, but looked less puzzled. “Ah. I see.”

We now return to our show after that important news brief…

The group began the walk back to Carrotus City.
“So what happened with you and Terminator?” asked Fawriel.
“Well, to make a long story short, I pushed him into the lava. I’m not sure if he’s dead though, evil villains have a knack of popping up again no matter what.” Acid replied.
“Don’t worry, Acid, I’m sure he’s gone, and we can return to normal.” Said Electrik, patting Acid on the shoulder.
“The one thing that bugs me is that robot of his… And your evil clone.” said Acid.
“Omicron and Black Jack? No ide- you have a point there. We have to tell Jazz.” Said Jack.
Acid looked at his watch. “I’ve gone for 48 hours without sleep? Where’s my coffee maker?”
Headcheese didn’t know where Acid’s coffee maker was, but decided to use her own special way of waking people up. The mallet practically left a dent on Acid’s forehead.
“…That worked,” Acid said. He continued walking, but a bit more dizzily.
They soon arrived, beaten and battered, at Carrotus City. They walked up to the palace, and asked to speak with Jazz.

“So, in conclusion, we’re afraid that there might still be two of them out there, ready to strike.” Acid said, finishing their report.
Jazz nodded. “Yes, I can see why you think that. We can send you tomarrow, after everyone’s gotten a good night’s sleep. And I hope R.O.A.R. can pay for the damage your sister has done to my room, Jack Flash.”
Jack looked sheepishly at Headcheese, who was trying to find the best angle to swing her mallet with to smash the vase sitting on Jazz’s dresser. There was a crash, and the tinkle of glass. Headcheese stared proudly at the remains of the vase. She was going to cost R.O.A.R. at least $1,000.00.

The next day, Acid got up bright and early. He walked unsteadily over to his lounge, and pressed the button on his coffee maker. This one worked.
*BOOM!!!*
“AAAUUUGGGHHH!!!”
He then ran down to the launch pad. He was early this time. He sat down and waited for the others to arrive.
When they did, they all looked very interesting. Acid was black pretty much all over. Fawriel had dropped his computer on his foot while he tried to move it to a different place in his room, and was trying to cringe and smile at the same time. His foot was starting to look a little like a balloon. Phoenix Wing was having a serious bad hair day, to make a long story short. Jack Flash had accidentally grabbed the wrong gun, and was sheepishly holding a purple and yellow spotted pistol. Wizard of Odds had made several scientific errors, and looked a lot like Acid. Headcheese had accidentally bopped herself on the head with her mallet in her sleep. Electrik looked like a light bulb. Basically, everyone in the group was looking strange in their own way. Flint had joined them for this time, because more is better. He was looking very strange because he did not have any apparent problems, as the others did.
“Que Passa!!! Wait a second!”
The people in the crowd parted to reveal Batty Buddy.
“Don’t leave yet! I’ve got something for you!” Batty Buddy pulled off his backpack, and began digging through it. “Ah, here it is!”
Batty Buddy pulled it out. The chicken didn’t look like it liked being held by Batty Buddy. It scampered off, squawking.
Batty Buddy blinked. “Umm… That wasn’t it. Let me se…” he continued searching. “THERE!!! Found it!”
Batty Buddy placed a glowing red diamond in Acid’s hand. “I don’t remember where I got this or what it does, but I’ve got a feeling you’ll need it. Sixth sense stuff, you know?”
After that was over, the ship launched. Acid stared and stared at the red stone in his hands. What could it do? Why could it help them?

There! Flint has made a small appearance so far(being one of the people going on the ship) and I've finally done Batty Buddy's cameo!

Trafton AT's still not given me his profile, and I'm afraid that after this, he might not be able to fit in the story.

Also, my sense of humor is back!^.^ Enjoy.