A/N: I do not own Doraemon and Mortal Kombat, just the story.
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"DORAAAEMON!" A young boy with glasses ran into his room, and promptly tripping over his own feet. A blue cat robot (A/N: how can people mistook him for a tanuki!?) just sighed.
"What is it this time?" He asked, sounding uniterested. You would be, if you lived with Nobita.
"I GOT A HISTORY EXAM TOMORROW! AND..."
"OH NO! I am NOT letting you borrow any device to help you cheat on a test!" Doraemon exclaimed, shutting down his usual responses when it comes to exams.
"Uhhh...I was actually gonna say if you could help me study for it..."
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That response stopped the cat in his tracks.
"You actually wanted to study, Nobita? I gotta say, I'm impressed" Doraemon's friend, an orange cat in red Chinese garbs named Wang Dora said, to break the silence.
"Hey! I can be studious sometimes! I want be able to pass a test, all by myself!" Nobita declared, puffing his chest.
"Yeah, for 10 minutes, until you get bored and fell asleep." said Kiddo, a yellow cat in an American style cowboy gear, which caused other cats, like the two El Matadora, a red cat with bull horns and a purple traje de luces, and Dora Rinho, a green cat in an orange soccer uniform, to chuckle.
"Aru, still, we should admire his determination." Dora Med III, a pink (A/N: yes, to me he's pink) cat in Arabian robes responded, with a smile.
Dora Nichofu, a dark red cat with yellow Russian clothes and a blue scarf, nodded since he couldn't talk.
"See?! They're on my side! Pleeease! Help me!" Nobita got on his knees and looked at Doraemon, with the best puppy look he could muster.
It still wasn't convincing Doraemon, not at all. But...his job was to take care of him.
He sighed "Alright...I will help...BUT no using tools to cheat!"
Nobita only nodded with a smile. Everone in the room got an instant shiver, whenever they have a bad feeling about something.
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"Uggghhh...my head...I don't wanna to go to school..." Nobita woke up, rubning his head. Wait, SCHOOL!?
"OH NO! NONONONO! I'M LATE! I CAN'T BE LATE AGAIN!" He shot up and ran around, only to slam face first into a cold metal wall.
Wait, metal walls?!
After readjusting his glasses, the young boy took a look around, and saw not his room, but saw four metal walls, a bed (where he slept) and a light source from up above.
Needless to say, he was scared.
"Doraemon! Guys! Where are you!?" The young boy screamed at the top of his lungs, banging on the walls.
When no one answered, he burst into tears and bang harder.
While this is happening, from a monitoring room, Bull and Kenshi were examing the boy, through a TV screen.
"Heh...kid hasn't change a bit..." Bull said with a sad voice, resting his chin on his hands.
"Are you sure you should go down there? General Blade will be mad." The blind swordsman asked his co-worker.
"It will be fine. You checked them yourself, they're...clear, no matter how strange this is. Besides, it's not like I listened to her!" With that, the agent stood up, and readjust the red cape on his shoulder.
"Shouldn't you be in your...other form?" Kenshi asked, as Bull opened the door.
"Hmmm...nah! I might as well give him a suprise!" Bull looked at him, winked and walked off to the cell room.
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A/N: let's R&R people, or not. It's your choice.