"I…am hating this…so much right now…" Zemerik muttered, standing in the garage of the home he was occupying. He had gotten bored of waiting for Selia and Zug to return from wherever, and decided to go into his vehicle. Well, one slight problem: his once-recognizable vehicle was in pieces still. Some of the damage was obviously from when he was exploded, while the rest looked like they were removed for some reason. "...crap!" he swore, facepalming himself for not going sooner. "Oh well…I could attempt making a makeshift vehicle with what pieces are left…" Zemerik muttered.
He started to work on creating his own car with what he could find in that garage, recalling a similar memory of when he had to work with what he had back when he was serving the princess.
"Princess, what are we doing here?" Zemerik had asked the young princess, who was wearing a cloak over her head. The princess had told him to wear a cloak over himself as well, yet the Sark did not understand why.
"I wanted to see the town outside of the castle and it's not like I'm doing anything wrong…" Sage replied, the two of them exploring Modulon 5.
"You are outside of the palace, your Highness," he pointed out, as he fell into step behind her.
"Don't call me that; not around here, at least…" she said in a scolding tone. Zemerik nodded and scanned everything he could see. He was surprised by how advance the civilization is despite the fact that he was created by the same people. Perhaps that is why the Princess kept running off to look at the wares that people were selling in the stores. "Oh wow, take a look at this!" she grinned as she picked up some of the objects. She set it down and quickly went to another part of the story before Zemerik could catch up to her. "Amazing…"
"Pr-Sage," he corrected himself, "perhaps we should head back. We mustn't stray too far at least."
"Will you relax, Zem-" she started to say before accidentally bumping into a red sentient, who dropped what they were holding. "Oh, I am terribly sorry!" she said, taking a few hesitant steps back as he angrily turned to her.
"You stupid blue b-" he growled before Zemerik stepped in front of the two. "Oh, what? Afraid I was gonna insult your girlfriend just now?"
"She apologized, now I suggest you do the same," he stated.
"Or what?"
"Do not test me."
"Test ya…Only way I test ya is either through fists…or a race."
"Zemerik, please don't…" Sage started to plead, Zemerik frowning at the man.
"What sort of race?"
The red sentient grinned, "Vehicle race…2 hours from now. And if you don't show up, I'll say that you blue sentients are nothing but cowards whenever they face me, Krylox!"
"I can assure you that you will lose, Krylox," Zemerik stated, turning to leave with the princess.
"Zemmy, you didn't have to do that," Sage sighed.
"And allow him to get away with that insult? I do not think your brother would allow that."
"…well if we're going to race, we're going to need a car."
"Just provide the materials and leave the rest to me."
Zemerik shook his head as he snapped out of his daydream. The car he was CURRENTLY working on was finally finished. For the most part, he noted when one of the bumpers fell off. Well, not like he would rather walk there. He climbed into the car and started the engine with a press of a button. He gave a rare grin when he heard the engine roar to life. "Now we're getting somewhere on this dead-end planet!" he cheered as he drove off towards the town. "Definitely like that race…" he muttered as he recalled the rest of that race, or at least the aftermath.
"I can't believe it…I…I LOST?" Krylox roared in anger, glaring at Zemerik, who walked over to Sage, who looked excited. "You were just lucky! Best 2 out of 3!"
"He beat you fair and square!" Sage stated, frowning that Krylox was already wanting a rematch. The red sentient glared right at her, drawing back a fist. Sage braced herself for the impact that was coming but felt nothing. She looked up and saw that Zemerik had stopped the punch to the surprise of everyone.
And then-
Can I guess what happens next?
Me too! Me too!
Stanford, Zoom, shut it!
"Oh come on! Guard saves princess, princess falls in love with guard, guard falls in love with princess, and somebody in all of this gets jealous and murders the lot of them. There, just summarized the rest of your play," Stanford stated, interrupting Selia's 'story'. "Actually that's the sum of most plays with princesses."
Selia glared daggers at him. "…you are an asshole, and I'm still working on it. As far as I can tell, the princess doesn't even know about the guard's feelings and I don't even know if the story will end," she explained.
"It does sound interesting…so, who exactly is going to be in the play besides Sage if she agrees to this?" Vert asked, hoping to stop any fighting between them and Selia.
"I got Marik to sign a contract without him realizing it," she answered, Stanford laughing and pulling out his phone.
"I've gotta text AJ and Tezz this!" he explained, everyone rolling their eyes at the ranger.
"Can you tell them to ask Sage about the play as well?" Selia asked, Stanford giving a groan of annoyance as he quickly added to the text.
"So, what exactly happened next?" Agura asked.
Selia smiled as she continued, "Anyways, the guard had stopped the man from harming the princess, but in the process…"
"It's a robot!" someone stated when the cloak that Zemerik had worn was pulled off by Krylox who was completely pissed off by this point.
"Could we possibly have that cloak back?" Sage asked, Zemerik simply just yanking the cloak from the stunned and angry Krylox. "Zemmy…" she muttered, both of them turning as soon as Krylox started to lose it.
"I…LOST TO A ROBOT?" he roared, Zemerik picking up Sage and fleeing. "I won't let you get away with this! I have connections and I will make sure that you are turned into scrap metal you stupid-!" he yelled after them when they had quickly blended into the crowds. Krylox gave another roar, picking up a nearby object and throwing it into a random building random alarms going off. Alarms that were starting to get oddly louder by the second.
"Son…of a bitch," Zemerik muttered, tempted to hit his head against the dashboard of his vehicle. Some human pulled him over with red and blue lights flashing. All because of his stupid walk down memory lane! "Can this go any more 'perfectly'?" he groaned as the officer approached him. "What?" he growled, soon a slip being shoved in his face. "The hell is this?"
"A ticket, one for speeding," Sheriff Johnson, or at least his badge on his chest said, said, before shoving another one at him, "and one for being a smartass to an officer of the law."
"'Officer of th'-Sir, you look nothing like one and I'll be damned if I have to pay a damn fine just for being honest!" Marik stated, crossing his arms and glaring at him.
"Sir, do you have a license?" the hated-police officer asked, narrowing his eyes at him.
"License?" he asked back, a memory, courtesy of Selia no doubt, appearing. "I, uh, seemed to have-"
"Forgotten it, dude!" a blonde haired man said, somehow popping up next to the officer. "He was testing one of the vehicles over at the place and the gas pedal was stuck and the brake wasn't working too well. Somehow got out of the testing area and we figured he wouldn't need his license."
"Y-yeah, that's what happened!" Marik quickly said, looking around and seeing a large white vehicle with a drill and crane parked nearby. He was going to pretend not to notice like everyone seemed to do on this planet as the man continued to talk to the officer.
"So, I'm gonna tow him back, make sure he has the license, and fix that gas and brake pedal for him. So no need for this speeding ticket when it was an error on our part," he said, Sheriff Johnson giving a nod.
"Fine, but I got my eye on you, punk," he stated threateningly as he snatched the speeding ticket back and going back to his car.
"…I don't know how you did it, but I am amazed and possibly in debt…mind telling me why you helped?" Marik asked.
"Well, for one, I have a few questions to ask you and two, we happen to be heading to the diner, right?" he answered. "I'm AJ, by the way and you have to be Marik…or is it Zemerik?"
Marik blinked in surprised. "The hell are you talking about?" he asked.
"Dude, I've seen Tezz's car in the works before, so I can kinda tell when you're using a jerry-rigged vehicle made of Sark parts," AJ continued. "Not being very subtle about hiding if you continue to the diner. And then there's the name I keep hearing: 'Marik', Zem-'Marik', ya know? I didn't say anything since the others didn't seem to realize it and it's not like you're doing anything evil."
"So you think it's a 'why bother'?" Zemerik asked.
"Basically, now come on. We do have an old car you can fix up if you need a ride that isn't made of Sark parts," he grinned, pulling Marik out of the car. "Now go stay in my car so we can talk more about this play Selia's doing."
"…what play?" Zemerik asked, confused.
"The one you're the star of."
"…WAIT WHAT?"
A/N: Ok, I know that some of you guys were wondering 'why haven't you updated this or any of your other stories on this site?'
1. I have school and work and the occasional writer's block. Though right now, I'm playing Pokemon White and Sapphire (one b/c it's new, the other because it's for a Nuzlocke Challenge. I plan on doing a short drabble of the Nuzlocke Challenge of the fallen if I manage to get past the E4).
2. I am writing, but they're drabbles or original works, and most of them are up on my deviantart account. If you watch me there, you'd probably know this. If not, it might be a good thing...I don't know if I'll do what FortuneAly does and post my drabbles on here. If I do, I do and I hope that I am not taking any credit for the idea.
Anyways, if any of my normal readers are reading this, I am slowly but surely working on Ojamajo Joy and the LoZ/SF fanfic. Anything else are either being postponed or discontinued. ..or until someone reminds me that I need to work on a story.
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