Swampfire pressed his pine-tree colored hands against the spaceship's window

I do not own Ben 10: Alien Force or anything remotely like it.

AUTHOR'S NOTE OF GLORY: I was watching the Olympics the other day, and I thought. Do you know who would be good on the gymnastics team? Ty Lee from Avatar: The Last Airbender! Anyways…onto the next chapter!

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Carol Jabberwock walked across the campus while searching for her troublesome classes. Her sharp, dragon claws clicked nicely against the paved sidewalk. Her night blue skin shined dimly against the bright yellow sun as she twisted her head from side to side. Ugh. It took her forever to find her first class, now she'll have to find four more. She huffed a puff of smoke from her snout as she thought this.

Even though Carol was a Dragon, she was still underdeveloped (even though she lived for several earth centuries). Her wings weren't strong enough for flight, her fire breathing skills were just a puff of smoke, and what's more, her hind limbs weren't fully developed and she had to walk on her four legs wherever she went. Even though this might be the case, you might think she was a good fighter because she was a Dragon. But, alas, in all her years of living she never once been in a fight. Unlike her rough peers, her childhood days were spent in the library. Gobbling up books by the day, and finishing series by a week.

Carol even wore glasses. This was rare for her species, and made it all the more humiliating for her. She snorted.

"Some Dragon I am," she said.

"Talking to yourself is a sign of madness," came a cackling voice from above.

Carol stopped and looked up, there; hanging from a light pole by his tail was Spidermonkey.

Carol smiled and said, "Well, well. If it isn't Spidermonkey. Last time I checked, you were in a straight jacket surrounded by men in white coats."

"Hehehehehoohoohoohoo," went the six limbed monkey, "Spidermonkey sees that you still have a sharp memory."

"Who could ever forget you?"

"Hehehehe. How true, how true."

At this point, Spidermonkey swung himself back and forth. Then, after a great big swing he let go of the pole and landed besides Carol. Smiling a large grin that showed great canines he said, "What brings you to this place Carol? Spidermonkey recalls that you hate fighting but love reading."

Carol looked serious for a moment before replying, "I came here to learn how to fight."

Spidermonkey blinked his many eyes and said, "…and?"

"It's kind of personal so I'd rather not say."

Spidermonkey held up his four palms and said, "Spidermonkey knows when to back out and back out he does now."

Carol smiled and said, "So why did they release you Spidermonkey? Good behavior? Surely you're not sane are you?"

"The doctors told Spidermonkey that he was cured, but Spidermonkey doesn't think so. Spidermonkey thinks there's still something wrong with him up here…"

Spidermonkey then knocked on his head.

Carol snorted, again, smoke puffed out of her snout.

"Has the young Dragon seen her roommate yet?"

Carol nodded and said, "I have actually. Her name is Goop."

"Goop..." said Spidermonkey who then rubbed his chin, "that's an interesting name for a girl…Spidermonkey can picture it now! 'Oh honey! What shall we name our little girl?' 'We'll name her Goop after my great-grandmother!'"

"She's actually a robot."

"A robot?"

"That can move slime…"

"Hehehehe…" said Spidermonkey who cackled again, "A robot that can move slime, eh? Now Spidermonkey has heard everything! But wait! A robot in a female's dorm? What's up with that?"

"Well…it could be that Goop displays feminine characteristics. She has a high voice and her slime takes on a shape of a female body. She also shows emotion too. She's somewhat of a ditz and she is very loving to people she knows."

Spidermonkey made a raspberry with his tongue. Carol remembered that that was sign that he was thinking. Spidermonkey then said, "Spidermonkey wonders that…if Goop gets into a shower, her plasmodia slime might dissolve. If this was so, how can she clean? Thus…Goop might be a very smelly robot! Is this so?"

"…uh…I don't know"

Hoping to change the subject about Goop and her cleaning habits, Carol asked, "…but what about you? What's your roommate like?"

"Spidermonkey believes that his roommate is a drug addict."

"You do?"

"Yes, Spidermonkey has seen many drug addicts in his time. Spidermonkey has seen so many that he could spot one off a mile away."

"What's his name?"

"Spidermonkey…has forgotten roommate's name. But Spidermonkey knows vividly of what roommate looks like! He is tall and very green. He has red petals sprouting from all directions. He looks like a plant that is on fire!"

"A plant that is on fire huh? Do you get along with him?"

"Oh Spidermonkey gets along with him very well, very well indeed. Roommate and Spidermonkey have learned to respect one another…no matter how different we might be!"

Carol looked around and nodded for Spidermonkey to help her find her classes. Spidermonkey smiled and he hopped along besides her. While they were walking (or hopping for Spidermonkey), Carol said, "So are you ready for the Forest Trial?"

"It depends. For Spidermonkey doesn't know what this Forest Trial is."

"The Forest Trial is basically a test for all students. Students are split up in groups of three. They then head into the forest in search of a green flag. Once they captured the green flag and bring it back safely, they will have passed the Trial. If they don't capture the flag, then they are disqualified and sent home."

In a sing song voice, Spidermonkey replied, "In the forest, the peaceful forest, the green flag sleeps tonight!"

Breaking out of the song he said, "Sounds simple enough, but Spidermonkey wonders what the catch is."

"No catch. The Academy has five Trials for the students. Of all the Trials, the Forest Trial is the easiest. There might be some wild animals in the forest, but that's it."

"Hehehehe, a wee bit of a problem for dear ol' Carol is it not?"

Carol stopped walking and said, "What do you mean?"

"Well, Carol can't fight worth beans!"

Carol snarled and said, "You're lucky I can't breathe fire. Or you would have been a toasted monkey."

"Hehehehe, well, Spidermonkey hopes that Carol's roommate will protect her from the nasty beasts!"

"I'm afraid that's not possible…" said Carol slyly.

Spidermonkey blinked his many eyes and gave her a questioning look.

"Goop, you see, is a pacifist."

Spidermonkey laughed loudly and clapped his many hands in unison.