''RAFAEL, ENRICA, AND META-BEE WERE WALKING BACK HOME FROM THE ARCADE WHEN RAFAEL SPOTS A BOY WITH HIS MEDABOT PRACTICING THEIR SKILLS.''
"Huh? Hey look there's Kelly," said Rafael.
"Who's Kelly?" asked Meta-Bee.
"Before I got you, Kelly was my bully who always used his medabot Fligflag to give me wedgies and take my lunch money."
"Well now it's time to get some payback! What do you say?" said Meta-Bee.
"I don't know. He's pretty strong."
"Stronger than me?"
"Hey Rafael! Long time no see huh "buddy"?"
"Leave me alone Kelly!" yelled Rafael.
"Where did you get that medabot, out of a trash can because I took your lunch money and so you didn't have anything left to buy with?" Kelly laughed.
"Hey! I may look old but I can out shine your bot any day!" yelled Meta-Bee.
"You wanna put your money where your mouth is?" asked Fligflag pointing his shooter at Meta-Bee.
''SCREEN FLIPS TO SHOW MEDABOT STATS''
Fligflag specialty, camouflage
"Let's go! I want to embarrass you like I did before. Unless you're too scared," laughed Kelly.
"Scared?"
"Hey Rafael, let's show funny boy over here who's really scared!" said Meta-Bee.
"Uh-huh!"
"Hey twerp!"
They turn and see Leslie from the distance calling out.
"You better come quick! Mom wants to see you and boy does she look furious!"
"Hahaha! Looks like your mommy came in time to save you from defeat!" laughed Kelly.
"We don't need saving! We'll take you anytime! We just have to go right now."
"Rafael, we're going to look really uncool if we bail," whispered Meta-Bee.
"Hurry up!" Leslie runs off.
"Right, whatever." Kelly walks off laughing.
"Since when does Mom care about my feelings?" wondered Rafael.
"She hardly ever cares about you," said Enrica. "She mostly spends her time on Leslie's needs."
"What could she want?"
"I'm not sure. But we better go, it sounds urgent," said Meta-Bee.
''THE HOUSE''
"What is the meaning of this!" yelled his mom. She was holding out Rafael's latest exam.
"20 percent!?" cried Meta-Bee.
"I found this in Rafael's backpack supposably with my signature on it," said his mom.
"Way to go genius," said Meta-Bee sarcastically.
Later that night.
"Only 20% percent?" asked his dad.
"I'm sorry. I really tried. I just don't understand long division and decimals. I'll do better next time," said Rafael.
"Well maybe you need to get behind those books more," said his dad sternly. "You know, actually read and not look at the odd number answers in the back of the book."
"I will. I'll do better next time, I promise."
"You can bring those scores up in no time if you just apply yourself to it," said his dad. "Meta-Bee, you want Rafael to do better, don't you?"
"Well, uh, yeah," said Meta-Bee looking embarrassed.
"Good. Until then, no more robattling."
"What?" cried Rafael and Meta-Bee.
"Good. Then it's settled."
Rafael and Meta-Bee just sigh.
"I don't believe this!" said Rafael as he threw himself on his bed. "No more robattling until I get a better mark."
"Well c'mon! Lets do it!"
"You don't understand. I'm not good in math class. I always sit in the back to avoid getting called on. But that doesn't stop Ms. Georges from calling on me."
"No way pal," argued Meta-Bee. "I'm not going to sit here rusty while you complain. You're going to get a good grade."
"But I never get good marks in Math."
"Well you're going to now! When is your next test?" Meta-Bee asked.
"Tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?! Okay. If you get a good score on tomorrows test, then we can still meet Kelly. C'mon! We fried bigger fish than this! Are you with me?"
Rafael gives it a thought. "Yeah, maybe I can. Yeah! I'm going to study for the first time like never before!"
"Yeah, now you're talking!"
They look at the clock. It reads 8:15 PM. They put some Math books on his desk and Rafael gets straight to reading. 15 minutes later, Rafael and Meta-Bee pass out sleeping hardcore. The sun rises up the next day and Rafael's alarm clock rings. "Ah, it's morning!" cried Rafael and his cry is echoed through the entire neighborhood. After school, Rafael starts to walk home and Meta-Bee meets up with him.
"So, did you get a good mark?" asked Meta-Bee hopefully.
Rafael pulls out his quiz and shows it to Meta-Bee.
"18 percent!?!?!" cried Meta-Bee in disbelief. "Gee that's worse than before! What happened?"
"Well I kind of fell asleep after 5 minutes of studying."
"Fell asleep?!" yelled Meta-Bee.
"Hey don't give me that! You fell asleep before me you know!"
"Well I'm not the one who's getting 18 percent on their math!"
"I'm waiting!"
They turn down and see Kelly and Fligflag.
"Oh no!" said Rafael.
Kelly just starts chuckling with confidence.
"Hey Kelly," said Rafael nervously.
Meta-Bee groans. "When's the next test?"
"It's tomorrow."
"Alright fine! But you're acing the test tomorrow right?" muttered Meta-Bee pissed off.
"Yeah, I'm sorry."
"For a while I thought you guys weren't going to show. I thought you wimped out!"
Rafael and Meta-Bee groan with anger.
"Uh, we can't do it today. We'll come back tomorrow," said Rafael. "Bye!" They both run off.
"Hey what—?" starts Kelly.
"I have to get my haircut!"
"But your hair is already short! Come back!"
"This is so humiliating," said Meta-Bee in embarrassment as he ran behind Rafael.
Kelly and Fligflag just looked puzzled. "I can honestly say those two are the weirdest people I've ever met."
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Later that evening, Meta-Bee came to check on how Rafael was doing.
"Hey pal, how's it going? Why are you writing so small? Hey..."
Meta-Bee takes closer look.
"You doing what I think you're doing?" he asked.
"Listen Meta-Bee," started Rafael annoyed. "I don't know about you, but I want to robattle again. And if that means I have to cheat to do it, then so be it! Okay?"
"I...guess," said Meta-Bee unsure.
"Good. Now just let me work!" He continued writing.
"Well I don't like it," began Meta-Bee. "But if we're going to do it, then let's do it. I got a better way to cheat."
"A better way? Keep talking!"
"Yes! Although I do not agree with this, I shall tell you how to cheat without getting caught! The perfect cheat."
"Oh."
"You learn the cheat sheet by heart," Meta-Bee lowered his voice.
"That's brilliant!"
"However, I strongly object of you cheating. Don't do it Rafael!"
"Are you kidding?" he asked. "That plan is genius!"
"Well thanks," said Meta-Bee proudly.
"So all I need to do is memorize the answers and I'll be good!" He starts to read the book and jot down some stuff. He then stops and thinks about what he was doing.
"Hey that's just plain studying!" he realized.
"Good plan huh?" said Meta-Bee nervously.
"No! It isn't a good plan!" Rafael screamed.
"What's wrong with knowing the answers?" asked Meta-Bee nervously.
"If you want to do something, you have to do it yourself," Rafael sighed.
The next day, was the test. Ms. Georges was passing out the exams.
"You know the procedures," she began. "Eyes on your own paper, if you have questions ask me. Don't bother the person next to you."
"Show time," whispered Rafael to himself.
"You have 40 minutes. If you don't finish you'll have to come in during lunch to finish. You may begin."
Rafael checked his pocket for the answer sheet. Only problem was that it wasn't there anymore.
"Oh no!"
"Is there a problem Rafael?" asked Ms. Georges.
"Huh?"
He looks up and the entire class is looking at him.
"Uh nothing. You get back to looking at your "Health Fitness" magazines."
The entire class giggles.
"Uh, okay," said Ms. Georges embarrassed. Ms. Georges wasn't fat. She was actually quite thin. And hot. But she always thought she was fat. It's a girl thing. When was the last time she looked at herself in the mirror?
What am I going to do? Rafael wondered. Without the cheat sheet I won't be able to figure this out! I guess in the mean time I can do the ones I know....
Rafael tried to do the easy ones, but he fell asleep.
"Times up!"
Rafael wakes up and notices he's only done 3 problems.
"Oh man!"
"Rafael, why didn't you finish? Did you get enough sleep last night?" asked Ms. Georges.
"No," said Rafael sheepishly.
Ms. Georges sighs. "Looks like your going to have to come in during lunch. Along with those unfortunate people who have detention."
When everyone left the class room, Rafael sneaked back in and stole a copy of the test. Before recess, Rafael skipped lunch and headed to the "nerd" hangout in the library.
"Hi guys!"
"Is someone actually talking to us?" asked a girl with glasses.
"I think!" said the boy with glasses.
"Where?" asked the tall boy with glasses.
"Back here!"
"Rafael? The Rafael who defeated the shrimps?"
"Yes this Rafael," said Rafael impatiently. "Listen guys, I need you to do something for me."
"We don't let anyone copy our homework."
"Not that! This." He pulls out the copy of the test. "I need you to help me cheat."
"Absolutely not!"
"C'mon! I'll help you gain more popularity!"
"What do you know about popularity Rafael," scoffed Pamela while she was sitting on a table, reading a magazine.
"Keep reading your book Pamela," muttered Rafael angrily.
"But can you really help us get recognition?"
"Only if you help me cheat."
The nerds huddle for a moment and whisper to one another. Finally they come to a decision.
"Okay, we'll help you cheat although we don't like it, but you will pass that test with our help!"
"Great!"
"You may borrow our medabot. Transport!"
The lead nerd transports Dr. Bokchoy.
''SCREEN FLIPS TO SHOW MEDABOTS STATS''
Dr. Bokchoy specialty, Text Book Punch.
"Here you go." He hands Rafael the black medawatch.
"Thanks. I have to get going."
Before Rafael left, the tall nerd grabbed him by the sleeve.
"I don't want recognition," said the nerd.
"Then what do you want?" Rafael asked nervously.
He looked around and made sure no one was looking. "I want you to set me up on a date."
"Name the unlucky girl."
"I want to go out with Pamela."
Rafael looked sick and pretended to puke.
"I'm serious! Her attitude is phenomenal. The time she defeated me, I couldn't stop admiring her ever since."
"I don't like Pamela, but I'm not that messed up!"
"C'mon! Don't you want to pass?"
He sighs. "Since I know Pamela will have the worst time, consider it done."
Before Ms. Georges returned to the class, Rafael snuck into the classroom and stored Dr. Bokchoy into the class closet. Soon some kids showed up. Ms. Georges also returned.
"The reason you are all here is because you are the worst this school has," said Ms. Georges. "You never follow the rules and always have it your way."
"Can I just have my test and not have to listen to another word of your hate speech?" asked Rafael.
"Take it quietly and shut up! Where was I, oh yes...."
While she continued preaching, Rafael strapped on the nerds' medawatch. And whispered quietly.
"Okay Dr. Bokchoy, what's number one?"
From inside the closet doing the test, Dr. Bokchoy answered, "You must first add the top numbers and then round up the decimals. The answer is 42.5 which is only rounded off from the original answer of 41.568392801."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Thanks! Okay number two...."
Meta-Bee was wandering outside the class waiting for Rafael to finish up. Kelly and then Fligflag showed up.
"Well, well, look what the bug dragged in," said Kelly.
"Not you again," said Meta-Bee.
"Aren't you supposed to be in a garbage can hibernating for the winter?" Kelly joked.
Meta-Bee was getting angry.
"Or did the trash can kick you out of the condo because it knew it was too good for you?"
"Oh that's it, laser cannon!" Meta-Bee began shooting.
"Too slow little bug. Fligflag, dodge, and strike!"
Without Rafael to guide Meta-Bee, Fligflag was getting the best of Meta-Bee. Meanwhile, Rafael was still working on his test.
"This is too easy," whispered Rafael. He was still working when Meta-Bee was calling.
"Rafael, please tell me you're almost done with the test!"
"Not even close," he whispered back. "What's going on?"
"Kelly and Fligflag ambushed me!"
"What?!"
"I need your help!"
"But, but I—"
"Rafael, be quiet!" said Ms. Georges.
"Oh, sorry miss." He whispers back, "Oh man! Okay, hang on, let me finish this test."
"Hurry up!"
The mystery medabot was lurking in the shadows of the trees when it saw Meta-Bee being ambushed by Fligflag.
"This isn't a fair fight," she said. "But allow me to even the odds."
It aimed at Fligflag in the left of the head, and shot. Fligflag was struck.
"What was that?!" said Kelly.
Meta-Bee had no idea what was going on. But he didn't hesitate to capitalize. "Hey-yaaa!" Meta-Bee cried as he punched Fligflag causing him to go down.
"Fligflag!" Kelly runs over and picks him up.
Meta-Bee was watching until he heard a rustle in the bushes.
"Who goes there?" he asked aiming his cannons. A dark being wearing a black old rag cape jumped out and quickly dashed her way out.
"Who was that?" he asked himself.
Rafael was just finishing up his test. He then over heard Meta-Bee and Kelly's conversation.
"Serves you right for being a big cheater!" yelled Meta-Bee.
"Cheater?" thought Rafael to himself.
"If you always take the easy way through, and never really do things right, you're always going to be a cheater and a loser your whole life!" he said.
"A cheater and a loser?" thought Rafael to himself. That was his conscience trying to get through him.
"This isn't over bug!" cried Kelly. "Tell Rafael to be ready after school tomorrow because you're going down!" He runs off carrying Fligflag in his arms.
"Yeah right! Cheaters always finish last!"
"Cheaters always finish last?" Rafael thought to himself. He then started to guilt over what he was doing. He always talked about being on the straight path through life, and here he was, cheating. He knew this wasn't right. He got up from his seat.
"Ms. Georges? I need to take the test over again tomorrow."
"Why, you didn't finish?" she asked.
"No. I—I've been cheating."
Everyone gasped.
"Cheating? But why?"
"I didn't understand the material," he said. "Lately I've been lazy with my school work since I got Meta-Bee. But I know with studying and determination I know I can pass the test. If it's okay with you, I want another chance."
"Well I'm very disappointed with you Rafael," said Ms. Georges. "This isn't like you. But since you did the right thing and was honest, I'll give you another try."
"Thank you Ms. Georges!"
''THE NEXT DAY.''
Rafael's dad was looking at the recent test he took. His mom was on the couch looking at a magazine, smoking, and Leslie was making dinner.
"Well the poor boy stayed up all night studying," said Leslie, stirring a big pot of beans.
"Really," he said still looking at the test.
"It's still passing," said Rafael.
"Yeah, barely," said Meta-Bee.
"Well, it is higher than an F," said his dad. "A 65% is better than a 20."
He saw worried looks on Rafael and Meta-Bee.
"Oh alright," said his dad taking pity. "I guess I can take a 65. You can robattle again."
"Really?" asked Rafael excitedly.
"Anything to get you out of the house," said his mom.
"Horray!" cheered Rafael and Meta-Bee. "Free at last! Free at last!"
After school, Kelly was waiting for Rafael and Meta-Bee to show up. Pamela, her posse, Eduardo, Justin, Enrica, everyone Rafael knew was there. Even the nerds.
"They're here!" yelled Justin.
They come up walking.
"It's about time," said Kelly.
"Sorry to keep you waiting," said Rafael. "But we accept your challenge."
"That is, if you still want to robattle us," said Meta-Bee.
"Are you kidding?" said Kelly. "I've been looking forward to this all week. Prepare to lose Rafael!"
"Then it's agreed!"
Mr. Referee appeared out of the trash can.
"I declare this match a submission robattle! Each medabot will fight until one remains standing. The loser will then offer a medapart to the winner, for keeps. Medafighters ready? Medabots, robattle!"
"Get him Fligflag!" ordered Kelly.
"Dodge and reflect!" said Rafael.
Meta-Bee tried to strike Fligflag but Fligflag was quicker.
"Disappear into no where!" said Kelly.
Fligflag used camouflage to hide himself near the trees and bushes.
"Aw man, I can't see where he is," said Rafael.
"Me neither."
"Now Fligflag!"
Fligflag appeared from hiding and then attacked Meta-Bee.
"Ah!"
"WARNING META-BEE 40 PERCENT DAMAGE TO LEFT ARM," said Rafael's medawatch.
"Use your stretch tentacles Fligflag! Wrap and squeeze the air out of his medabot!"
Fligflag stretched out his tentacles and wrapped around Meta-Bee.
"Meta-Bee!"
"META-BEE CRITICAL DAMAGE INCREASING BY 20%."
Meta-Bee's head and stomach were crackling with blue electricity.
"Grr, oh! Meta-Bee, do you see any weak points?"
"All I see is—huh? Wait!" He looks at Fligflag's left shoulder. "Wait a minute, I think I see him struggling with that arm!"
"Of course," said Rafael. "Eye of the tiger. Meta-Bee, go for his shoulder!"
"Got it!" He struggles to move his arm to fire. He begins to fire at Fligflag's shoulder. Fligflag immediately releases his grip.
"No Fligflag!" cries Kelly.
"WARNING FLIGFLAG 100% DAMAGE TO LEFT ARM. FUNCTION CEASE."
"Now Meta-Bee, use your rockets at his other arm!"
"Missile launch!" He launches his seeker missiles.
''WARNING FLIGFLAG 100% DAMAGE TO RIGHT ARM. FUNCTION CEASE."
Without Fligflag's arms, he can't stretch his tentacles of doom anymore, thought Kelly. But he can still hide! "Camouflage Fligflag!" He hides.
"Uh-oh," said Meta-Bee. "Do something Rafael."
"I don't know where he is."
Fligflag used the resources to appear invisible. He continued to strike at Meta-Bee back and forth.
"META-BEE FULL BODY HIT NEARING CRITICAL DAMAGE," said Rafael's medawatch.
"Meta-Bee hold yourself!"
He hugs himself.
"Not like that!" scold Rafael.
"Then what do you—ah!"
"Okay, get ready to launch your rockets again."
"These are my last rockets! You sure about this?"
"I'm positive. Fligflag is going to attack you from behind again. Okay when I say now, turn around, and fire!"
"But what if you're wrong? What if I miss? What if I—?"
"Now!"
He turns around and fires his rockets. Just as Rafael had predicted, Fligflag tried to attack from behind. But all he caught was two rockets in his circuits. He falls to the ground.
"Fligflag?" asked Kelly nervously. His medal pops out.
"Function ceased! Meta-Bee wins!"
"Yes!" cried Rafael.
"No! I had it all planned out! You're dead meat the next time we meet Felix!" He grabs Fligflag and runs off.
"I'll be waiting!" yells Rafael.
"So I trust everything went great?" said the lead nerd.
"Oh yeah, here's your medabot back," he said handing him back the medawatch.
"Don't forget our deal," said the tall nerd.
"What deal? Oh," he realizes.
He moves toward Pamela, anime style.
"Hey Pamela, hope you don't have any plans tonight because you're going on a date!"
"A date?" she asked. "With who?"
"Pamela, your robattling power fills up the emptiness of my heart," said the tall nerd.
She gasps and gets angry at Rafael.
"You set me up with this loser?!" she screamed.
"I'll take that as a compliment," said the tall nerd.
"Uh, I'm gonna go now." Rafael runs off.
"WHEN I'M THROUGH WITH YOU, YOU'RE GOING TO WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN! GET BACK HERE! RAFAEL!" She started chasing him around.
''WILL PAMELA HAVE THE WORST TIME OF HER LIFE? EBCAUSE THAT'S WHAT RAFAEL WISHES FOR! FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON
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Today's status:
Meta-Bee defeats Fligflag and acquires his arm.
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