"Oh God, this is gonna be so boring," huffed a blonde as she and her best friend walked off the school bus.
"Why did we travel 2 cities away just for a stupid fieldtrip?" complained the re-head as she rested her chin on the blonde's shoulder.
"Because, Flame, our teacher is a moron," the blonde said loudly, not caring if the teacher heard.
"Vanillaaaaaaaa! Entertain meeeeeeeeee!" Flame whined.
"Entertain yourself," Vanilla growled, nudging Flame away.
The two entered the science museum with their class.
"Look! This picture looks like a fish!" Flame shouted, pointing to a painting of a cluster of molecules.
Vanilla looked hard, then laughed. "It does! It looks like a fish! A fishy face!"
"Vanilla! Flame!" shouted their teacher, "Behave!"
Once the teacher's back was turned, Vanilla mocked her and Flame laughed.
"We have too much fun," Flame breathed.
"We dooo. But we have to when there's nothing fun here!"
"Not true! My uncle lives in this town!" Flame told her, "He's a bit odd, but he's super smart and fun!"
"Riiiiiight… Oh shit! The group's getting ahead of us!"
The two friends rushed to join up with the group, but Flame stopped dead in her tracks.
"Ooooo," she said, eyes growing wide.
Vanilla turned back and joined her friend. "What?"
Flame pointed to a medium sized space ship.
"Don not enter ship," Vanilla red outloud, pointing at the sign.
Flame burst out laughing. "V, you know I don't give a crap about signs!" She stepped over the rope and climbed into the ship.
"Flame!" Vanilla shouted, "Get your butt out of there!"
"Oh, V! You HAVE to check this out! It's soooooo cool!"
Vanilla crossed her arms. "Well, okay. But if I get in trouble, I'm blaming you!" Cautiously, Vanilla climbed into the ship and gasped at the bright buttons and shinny knobs.
"See? Isn't it awesome?" Flame shouted.
"Yeah, yeah. It's pretty cool. Now let's-"
Beep.
Flame had pressed a button, making the door close. "…Opps…"
"You idiot!" Vanilla shrieked.
"I can fix this! I can fix this!" she swore, pressing all sorts of buttons.
With a roar, the ship took off, bursting threw the roof. The two teens screamed helplessly as the ship entered a black hold. Soon, the ship popped out and headed straight forward.
Out of the blackness of the sky, the ship hurled to Insanus, showing no signs of stopping. Finally, it crashed into a big metal building, making it hault.
Surrounding robots stopped what they were doing and stared at the ship which opened up. Two strange "monsters" stumbled out.
Silence.
Then a scream was heard and everyone started to scream, expectially Flame and Vanilla. The robots departed and shot some rockets at one another in panic.
"Did you see THAT?" shouted Flame excidely, "There's a bunch of crazy robots here!"
Vanilla smacked her friend upside the head. "I told you not to go in the ship and what did you do?"
"Go in the ship...," she muttered, rubbing the sore spot where Vanilla had hit her.
Vanilla huffed and crossed her arms, giving Flame an acussing look, blaming her souly for them being on the strange planet.
"Look, I know you're mad, but this ship is trashed," Flame flatly stated, "We can't stay here. We'll need to go find a place to hide."
"You're right... amazingly," Vanilla agreed, then pulled out a weapon. She smiled widely. "It's a good thing I brought my shotgun!"
Flame gapped at her friend, her eyes wide and questioning. "You brought a weapon to school...? Where were you hiding it?"
Vanila rolled her eyes. "Pffft. Like it matters?"
The red-head just stared at Vanilla with a hint of uneasiness. "Well... I suggest we split up. I'll go hide in that house," she nodded to the one quiet a few ways away, "And you can go scout."
"If I must," Vanilla sighed, half annoyed.
Word quickly got around abou the two "monsters". Some robots wanted to catch and research them, so just wanted them dead. Thrasher and Blastus had two different ideas, however.
"We can catch them and turn them in for money," Blastus was suggesting to Thrasher at lunch. "We'll be rich! And not to mention popular."
Thrasher rolled his eyes. "If these 'monsters' are even real, maybe we could. But they're not."
"But how could you be so sure?" Blastus questioned.
Thrasher thought it over, then shook his head. "I don't want to die trying to caputre some monster tha may or may not exsit."
His friend frowned. Now he was just directing away from the question! "Fine," Blastus said blankly, "We won't go hunting for them, then."
"Fine," Thrasher said.
"Fine," Blastus echoed, glaring slightly at his friend as he crossed his arms. He figured he'd catch the monster himself then.
After school, Thrasher and Blastus walked home, then split up when it was time. It had been a long day at school and the taller robot just wanted to slunk in his bed. He went to his room and jiggled his handle.
Locked?
Thrasher sighed. He didn't have time for this. He rammed himself at the door, knocking it over and falling flat on his face. He looked up and was shocked. Huddled where his bed was sat a soft-looking, wide-eyed monster staring at him.
The teen tried scooting closter to the wall and whimpered fearfully.
Something clicked inside Thrasher telling him this monster really meant no harm. He got up and put his door up. "I'm not going to hurt you," he swore.
The girl didn't move.
Thrasher turned to his bed. Okay, so she didn't trust him. That or she didn't understand him. He sat on the floor and stared back at her. "I can't believe this rumor was true..."
The teen's eyes glanced to the side quickly, then back to Thrasher... as if she was plotting on trying to climb out the window.
Thrasher got up and shut the window.
The girl scurried to her feet and made her way to the door, but Thrasher tackled her. "Stop!" he shouted, "You go out there and you'll die! Do you understand?"
The girl just kept struggling.
"Do you understand or not? Give me something to go on!"
"Yes I understand! Now get off of me, you gaint heap of metal!" the girl yelled.
So she did understand their language...
Thrasher go up and the girl jolted up and turned to hi. "You better not kill me," she warned seriously, "My friend, Vanilla, went to scout, but when she comes back, you'll be dead meat!"
"I told you, I'm not going to hurt you," the robot told her calmly, relieved he could finally try to talk some sense in the strange creature. "What's your name, anyways?"
The girl gave him a supicious look and said nothing.
"Oh, c'mon. Your friend has a name and you don't?"
"…Flame…"
Thrasher gave her a confused look.
"You can call me Flame…," she stated.
"I'm Thrasher," he told her.
"…Cool name," Flame muttered, still keeping her distance.
"Er, thanks? …Where did you come from?"
"Earth," she said simply, "Where am I?"
"Earth? Never heard of it," he said, "And you're on Insanus."
"Insanus? Never heard of it," Flame mocked, semi-playfully.
Thrasher grinned a little. "Hey, now-"
"Thrasher!" shouted Blastus' voice before he burst into the room with a large bag that squirmed about. "I caught one! I caught a monster using nothing but a box, a string and some cheese!"
"I was hungry, okay?" came Vanilla's voice from the bag.
Flame gasped upon hearing her friend's voice which caught Blastus' attention. "Oh great! You caught one too! Now we can turn them in for money!"
Flame took a stop back and hungled against the wall. Turn them in? Turn them in where? Was she and Vanilla really going to die here on this robot filled planet?
Strawberry: Phew! That was a long chapy, huh? Well, I hope you all can forgive me if I messed up on spelling or not staying true to the character's personalities. Also, I had to change some parts to make it all fit better. Like the bed? I had to change that after watching the episode, "Frenemy" again cause I noticed that Thrasher has an empty space and floats above it while connected to some type of cord. Just to let you know, this story will mainly be about Thrasher and Flame. It'll have Blastus and Vanilla in it too, but the focus is on the two I mentioned. Sorry. ^^; I have a bad habbit of only focusing on two characters in one story. Anyways, I hope you guys like this and I hope more Robotomy fanfics start coming out! :D