God forbid, I made another chapter! I have no idea what's gonna happen since I'm just going to make up everything as I go along...then again, who doesn't? c.c

*We start off with Clarice "fixing" Scrarth. Fun fun*

Scrarth: Ow...ow...ow...ow...OW, hey, now you're just doing it on purpose!

Clarice: Cry baby.

Hamtor: This is just sad...

Blive: What's sad?

Hamtor: Our situation...

Blive: ...And?

Hamtor: ...It's depressing how pitaful we are...

Blive: ...And?

Hamtor: ...Get away from me...

Butterflee: How much Chuck could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck Chuck?

Hamtor: Don't you mean how much wood it could chuck?

Butterflee: How much wood what could chuck?

Hamtor: A woodchuck...

Butterflee: What about it?

Hamtor: Nevermind...

Butterflee: Jinkies.

Scrarth: GET AWAY FROM ME *running in the backround chibi style*

Clarice: CRY BABY!! *chasing, also chibi styled*

Hamtor: *sigh* This is just sad...

Blive: What's sad?

Hamtor: .............

*elsewhere, Barph is seen being beaten in an ally by a stray cat, while another cat runs off with the guitar case and all his money. After a few good kicks, the other cat fallows, snickering, leaving Barph in pieces*

Barph: Sonuva...

*back at the park*

Blive: Alright, we have to do more than just sit around...any suggestions?

Scrarth: *rubbing bandages* Abandon you in a ditch.

Hamtor: Fine with me...

Clarice: Yeah...we wouldn't be like this if it wasn't for him.

Butterflee: "Yvan eht nioj..."

Blive: G-g-g-g-g! You can't abandon me! I am your savior! I am your god! I am your-*collapses*

...

Group: YEAAAY!!

Scrarth: Wait...why did he just...fall like that...

Clarice: Silly...Betabots need energy to live. They need to recharge every 24 hours.

Hamtor: And since we were activated five minutes after him...

Butterflee: We in deeeeeeeeeeep do-do. ^.^

Scrarth: .....SHIIIT

Clarice: Wait, how did you know we were activated five minutes after Blive was?

Hamtor: Plothole. Get over it.

Scrarth: I think we should find a power source, FAST.

Clarice: There's a power plant two hours away...

Hamtor: And we shut off in about four minutes now...

Scrarth: .....SHIIIT

Clarice: Wait! Butterflee has wings!! She could probably fly there in time and come back with batteries from the power plant!

Butterflee: You can count on me! ^.-

Hamtor: ...We are so screwed.

Butterflee: *flies up* Don't worry! I'll be back faster than you can say fiddle sticks! ^.^

Scrarth: Fiddle sticks.

Butterflee: You have to wait untill I'm gone, silly! ^.^ *flies away*

Scrarth: ...Fiddle sticks.

*back in the ally, the young boy, who bought Blive from before appears, searching for food. Since the incident, his parents had to sell their house to pay for his bail, and he was booted from the family to live on the streets while they moved to Ohio, the state of...you know. Anyway, he comes across Barph's remains...*

Boy: Wow! A Betabot! Now I can finally have my own and become a Betabot Master! And get back at that other blue Betabot who got me into jail and ruined my life! MUA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA *five minutes later* HA HA HA HA HA!!

*the boy picks up Barph's remains and walks off...but not before looking in random garbage cans for food*

*wherever the hell Butterflee currently is...*

Butterflee: "Good morning, good morning...it's great to stay up late! Good morning, good morning, to yooou..." (Oh yeah, it's the song from the Viaggra commercial...)

*Butterflee then flies into the side of the power plant, doesn't even notice, and spends two of her three remaining minutes repeatidly flying into it, untill falling and flying through a window*

Butterflee: Ooo what a pretty room. ^.^

*she lands, with 10 seconds left, infront of exactly what she needs, batteries...plus radio active cylinders...*

Butterflee: Uh oh...which one should I pick? They both look the same...*five seconds left* I'll pick...*three seconds*...Oooo, a snack machine! *she flies over to the machine and collapses*

*back at the park*

Clarice: ...She should be back aaany minute now-*collapses*

Scrarth: Sonuva...*collapses*

Hamtor: .......Reh. *collapses*

*somewhere else...*

Barph: *opens his eyes, and stands up* ... *blinks* WHERE THE HELL ARE THOSE PUSSAYS CALLED CATS!? I'LL TEAR 'EM A NEW PIE HOLE OR TWO!!

Boy: IIEEEEEE!! *wets himself and puts his hands over the wet spot*

Barph: ...Okay, that was disturbing...

Boy: Listen you, you're my Betabot, and you have to listen to me!

Barph: Kiss. My. Ass.

Boy: No, seriously! You have to do as I say, I am your trainer!

Barph: Kiss. My. Ass.

Boy: You're not listening to me!!

Barph: No, YOU'RE not listening to ME. I told you to kiss my ass like twice so far and I don't see any lips touching bumper, now do I?

Boy: You HAVE to listen to me...because, I have THIS! *holds up a controller*

Barph: OoooOOOOoooo, a remote control. Scary.

Boy: It's a Betabot Master Control! I can control your every movements with this baby!!

Barph: My ass.

Boy: You leave me no choice! HAAA!! *over dramatic touch of a button on the controller*

*Back at the park, Blive sparks and catches fire after the boy touches the button*

Barph: Ooooooo, I'm under your control now, huh?

Boy: I don't understand! This should control you!! *smashes more buttons*

*Back at the park, Blive is frailing, swinging, and then explodes*

*back at wherever the boy and Barph are, an explosion is heard*

Boy: I didn't do it.

Barph: I am SO not liking this story one bit so far...


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And so, Barph has become the Ikki wannabe boy proclaims he's the owner of Barph, Blive has exploded into pieces, and everyone else remains laying energy drained through out the park and power plant. I am so gonna hate me later when I make chapter four and remember all my characters are unusable except Barph. What fun. Anyway, R&R and stuff. Yeay. PS-I really hope none of you are reading the pro and after log in Mr.Referee's voice...*shudder*