'Alright Arthur it's about time' Sam said, Lance was holding the robotic arm in place as Sam went over what she was doing to Arthur. Arthur would nod every so often, Sam played around with some wires and had hooked some computer wires to the arm. Vivi could only sit there with Mystery and watch on, waiting for when it was connected.

'Ready? This is it.' Arthur gave a slit nod and bit his lip, he watched as the doctor lined up the arm with the brace. Then she pressed a button and a hiss could be heard from Arthur, he clenched his fists together. Sam smiled as she looked over at the computer screen that sat nearby, Vivi had jumped up and was at his side in a moment. She noticed that Arthur was shaking, so she grabbed his flesh hand and held it, after a while he calmed down. Sam turned back to Arthur and started to disconnect the computer wires from the arm, she looked over at Lance and they smiled.

'You can move it now, I know your fingers work if you are clenching them.' She said, looking away once more. Vivi had been watching him, realised that he was yet to look at his new arm.

'Arthur?' She asked quietly, Lance had also noticed this and was starting to look rather worried. Arthur lifted his gaze from the floor and looked straight at Mystery, but to anyone else it would look like he was still looking at the floor. After a nod from Mystery, Arthur turned his head and looked at what he had connected to his shoulder.

At first he thought that his arm was green, but that quickly disappeared as Arthur could see that it was silver. Arthur allowed himself to smile a bit as he lifted it and started to bend the joints, Arthur frowned soon after when he realised that shoulder was already strained at the new weight. He left a mental note about it and continued to test his fingers separately. Sam turned with a smile, she put her hands on it and helped him test as she could see that he was getting tired quickly.

'I was afraid that your arm was going to be a little heavy, but I am sure you can get used to it. If not, you can always make another.' She said with a wink. Arthur nodded, already thinking up ways to reduce weight.

Mystery marvelled the arm from his spot, being as old as he was, he never did understand how that arm was going to work, but was glad that it did. Even if he had no clue as to how it works. Vivi walked back to Mystery and sat down next to him.

'So Arthur a little tip from me, don't sleep with your arm on. Ok?' Sam said as Arthur stood up from the chair that he had been sitting in. Arthur looked a little confused as he looked at his new arm, trying to figure out any physical need to take it off.

'You will get nightmares.' She warned. Arthur eye widened, he didn't want any more of those.

'Thanks for the tip.' Arthur thanked and nodded his head a bit.

'See you guys next time.' Sam said before turning away to paperwork. The four of them left, while Vivi was grabbing at his new arm and playing around with it.

'Lance I don't think that this is what I should be doing after an arm is attached to me and besides, I hate it when the other guys keep trying to poke at it.' Arthur said as he was replacing the tires on a jeep, that Lance was working on. Lance's head appeared from under the car, he had rolled himself to Arthur and was thinking it over.

'Well I can tell the others to shove off, but you did tell me that you were going to work off your payments to me.' Lance said, as he rolled himself back under the car. Arthur frowned.

'I don't own anything to you, I am paying the doc back when I build the limbs for her.' Lance's face appeared again and Arthur looked down at him.

'Who got you started on that arm of yours?' Lance asked, Arthur's frown soon left him.

'You did.' Arthur said already defeated, but Lance pushed on.

'Who taught you how to build the bases of your arm?' Arthur glared before answering.

'You did…' Lance nodded, satisfied.

'Oi, Lance.' Came a cry from across the garage, Lance craned his neck to look. 'Them Janson brother's said they aren't going to pay. Greg and Junior are about to tear them apart.' Arthur stepped out of the way as Lance rolled himself from under the car, he rolled his eyes in annoyance and headed to the office. Arthur finished replacing the last wheel and headed in the same direction, as Lance went.

'You boys have to pay for the work we did.' Arthur saw Greg, one of the workers in the garage, some veins visible on his neck. He was a old man, a bit older then Lance, he had short pure grey hair. Then again it wasn't even natural, he dyed it the moment he had started to get grey hairs, though no one knew why he hadn't just dyed his hair to the black that he apparently was born with. Another man stood next to him, his son, Junior had one hand on his father's shoulder. Junior had kept his hair as was and it had turned into mop, with random strands of hair sticking up. Junior was five years older than Arthur, at twenty six, and he always reminded Arthur of it.

'We will not, the work you provided last time was shit and we almost broke down.' The Jason brothers where two men that had were apparently dangerous in a fighting ring. Arthur stopped at the doorway and watched, Lance stood in between the two sides.

'It wouldn't break down, if you actually used your car for what is should be used for.' Junior said, trying to hold the venom from his voice.

'What did you say boy?' The older brother said he took a step toward him, but Lance didn't budge from his spot. 'Do you have something to say?' Arthur knew for a fact that there were two other employees working that day and he knew that they were right behind him watching at that moment.

'Did the old fart start another fight?' One of them said, leaning on Arthur to get a better view. Arthur knew who it was. His name was Jet and he had was officially the youngest member at the age of nineteen, but he was easily the oddest of them all. Every few weeks he would change the colour of his hair, at the moment he had sporting navy blue hair and he had tied back his shoulder length hair as instructed by Lance. He also had a tattoo on the right side of his neck that showed a sparrow in flight.

'No. They were giving me trouble and the two of them saw.' Came the sigh of the other man that sat to the side of the door. His name was Hank, he was a family man at the age of thirdly three, with brown hair and he would happily avoid conflict when he can.

'So do you have something to say, or are you just going to stand there?' The younger brother taunted.

'Five bucks says that the old fart will punch the two of them by the end of it.' Jet whispered to Jack.

'You're on.' Jack said, Arthur knew that he was smiling. Gambling was one of Hank's weakness.

Junior released his father and took a step forward as well, Lance shifted to block his way.

'Junior.' Lance warned. Lance turned to the brothers. 'We will talk this out, I don't want any fighting here.' Lance said he glanced at the father and son, telling them to leave. They did, even if they kept glancing death glares at the brothers, Arthur and the other two moved from the doorway and moved away from the room when Lance glared at them. The younger brother left after the two brothers spoke to one another, he was shut out and left to walk around the garage. The employees went back to what they were going before, only Arthur and Hank went back to work. Greg, Junior and Jet sat near the exit to the ally and sat on chairs that they pulled out from it, Greg's eyes never left the Jason brother as he wondered around.

Arthur checked that the tires on the jeep weren't going anywhere and he went to go change the oil of a small hatchback that was parked nearby, it was the next thing he had on his mental list. Jet's voice cut through that air before he opened the hood of the car.

'I did it already.' He yelled out. Arthur gave a thumps up and made his way over to where the other three sat, when he got there Jet kicked a chair towards him. Before long and Hank also joined them, he was cleaning his fingers the best he could with a rag before shoving it into his back pocket. When he sat, all of them seemed to sigh. Without Lance giving orders, they were given a rare chance to relax. The younger Jason brother got bored with the shop and made his way back to the office area, the group was right next to the office. Hank broke the silence as he turned to Arthur, Arthur saw him looking at his left arm.

'No.' Arthur said firmly. Jet the others where now looking at Arthur's arm and Arthur held it close to his chest.

'Please Arthur there is nothing else to do.' Junior pleaded, even Greg had taken his eyes off the Jason brother to look at Arthur's arm. Arthur sighed and finally gave in, he held it out and the moment he did Greg pulled out a screwdriver from one of his pockets. Arthur couldn't do a thing as he started to unscrew the screws that held the plate that was on the inside of his arm, Arthur couldn't take their tugging and he found the button that disconnect the arm from the brace. It took them a while to realise that the arm was no longer attacked to Arthur, all eyes were on him.

'That's so cool.' Jet exclaimed as he leaned over Greg, Arthur just sat there. He realised just how much the arms weight had been affecting him just as it was gone, he smiled at how the others where amazed by his arm.

'The hell happened with you?' Arthur looked up to find the younger brother staring at his left side, Arthur's smile left and Junior stood up. He moved to put himself in front of Arthur and glared at the Jason fellow.

'None of your damn business.' Junior said, as he crossed his arms. The Jason brother backed away instantly and looked away. The door from the office opened and they all jumped to their feet, the older brother walked out and gestured for his brother to follow. He did without a word, he did however glanced back at Arthur as he left. Hank nudged Jet and with a sigh, Jet handed him a five dollar bill. Lance came out of the office and turned to his workers, he noticed Greg with Arthur's arm and Greg worked quickly put back the one piece. Once he made his way to the group he had a bit of a smile that he was trying to hide, Arthur had his arm back by the time that Lance stood right in front of them.

'So I have a job for us, well for you guys.' He said smiling. Jet groaned as he fell back into his seat.

'The hell sort of job is it, because I see any new cars rolling on.' Jet said looking back up at Lance.

'You guys are going to go clean up the empty room with Arthur, something different for you guys. Except Greg and Hank, I got something else in mind for you two.' Jet just sat in his chair and groaned, that is in till Junior punched him with enough force to make him fall off.

*Note

A bit of an experiment, I had a bit of fun making the mechanics of Kingsmen. I don't know if they will have any sort of role later on, but we will see won't we. I have a tumbler now, but I won't be doing any thing on it yet. Same name as this account. Till next time.