This is my first fic about Dr. Nefarious, so please don't kill me! Lol!

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Nefarious lay curled up on the couch in his living room, a blanket resting over his mechanical body. Obviously he didn't need it, being a robot, but it comforted him. It gave him a sense of security, something he hadn't felt often since the... whole incident with the Loki creature. After that, he lost not just his sense of security but also his sense of purpose. Suddenly the doorbell beeped, startling Nefarious.

"What?!" Nefarious screeched, severely annoyed. "I'm trying to rest you NITWIT! GO AWAY BEFORE-!"

He freezed up, and sparks flew from his green glass dome as a clip of the soap opera Lance and Janice started playing. Lawrence walked into the room, carrying a box.

"Oh, Lance! It's you! I- eep!"

"Janice? What's the matter?"

Lawrence stood by the still-frozen Nefarious and listened to the program, half-interested.

"It's the terrible Aqua-Monster! Aeeeeeeep!"

Lawrence, finally bored, slapped Nefarious in the face.

-I THROW YOU OUT THE AIRLOCK!" Nefarious finished. Then he looked up at Lawrence. "It happened again, didn't it?"

"Yes," Lawrence replied, handing Nefarious the box in his hands. "Here is your package."

"I didn't order any package," Nefarious told him. He shook the box around, listening as stuff moved around in there.

"You did, last week," Lawrence insisted. "Under the name 'Mr. Joe Snoogie-woogie', I believe."

"Oh, that package." Nefarious finally remembered. He opened up the box, and found the game inside. Or rather, the wrong game. "Hey, they sent us the wrong game!"

Lawrence looked at the game case in Nefarious' hands. "I suppose they did. The game you ordered was...?"

"Crushing on Squishies," Nefarious told him. "Based on my song for the Galactic Idol."

Lawrence looked at him blankly. "Right. I should get to the laundry."

"What about my game?"

"I'll order it for you again later."

With that, Lawrence took off before Nefarious could start screaming at him again. Nefarious looked at the game case in his hands. "Snagglebeast Hunter? Who in their right mind hunts Snagglebeasts?" He opened up the case and saw the manual and the disk inside. "It's got a manual." He picked it up out of the case and opened it up.

Welcome, gamer, to the world of Snagglebeast Hunter!

Here is where you will take on the role of your own character and go chasing after Blargian Snagglebeasts! You will learn the ways of the Hunters, obtain new weapons, meet new people (or maybe your old friends or enemies!)-

"I'm bored," Nefarious muttered. He tossed aside the manual and picked up the game case. "Let's get to the actual gaming."

Some time later...

It took forever for Nefarious to create a character for the game, but he finally did. There wasn't too many options in terms of species- the only available ones were Cazar, Rilgarian, and Thug. The rest had to be unlocked. Nefarious settled on the Thug. And he decided to call himself "Dr. Robo", of all things. Like this wouldn't end badly.

The loading took a bit, but soon Nefarious was finally playing the game. It started him out in a forest, where he was surrounded by oak and pine trees with a cliff to his left. On the bottom right corner of the screen was a small map. On the bottom left was his weapons-selector thingamajig. On the top right was his health and the left was the "chat" indicator.

"Boooooring!" Nefarious started moving his avatar around. Immediately he noticed how sensitive the controls were. He ended up walking off the cliff. As the avatar fell to his death, the words "GAME OVER" appeared on the screen.

"LAWRENCE! The game is broken!"

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Hope you all liked. And I hope I got Nefarious in character. Anyway, see you guys next time. :)

Live long and prosper!