Disclaimer: I do not own Medabots, nor do I own the characters from the original from the manga. I own myself (Boo YAH!), my characters which include both Foxfires, Kuwagata annd... well no it's not a CHARACTER but it's a plot device so that's just as good, I own the device. Bow to za device! It is your masta! *Worshipworship* *gaspgasp*

"I assure you, we will do our best to make sure they are all safe and sound." The head scientist smiled a reassuring smile at the group, giving her word that they would do all they could.

Kuwagata looked a tad nervous. His audio transmission was breathing out quite harshly. They pulled him and Metabee into a room down the hall where the scientists had been pondering and working all day for a solution.

When the group had gotten inside, they certainly looked proud of themselves, a little tired but proud nevertheless.

Brass curled up beside Erika, her only comfort for her worry and concern was her Medafighter. She had only just come back from getting her parts fixed up by one of the scientists, not taking more than a few minutes flat. Not that the amazement of their speed was really on her mind.

They seemed to all have different ways of dealing with their worry.

Ikki paced back and forth outside the door, hands behind his back and face staring at the ground in fixed concentration.

Karin was actually a happy little bee, getting everyone tea and snacks. She looked unaffected by the current tense situation. Just kept saying to those who questioned her happiness (AN: *CoughErikacough*),

"The scientists said they would do their best."

Foxfire stayed put in her seat, ears and tail twitching at the simplest of odd noises. She too stared at the ground, just as worried about the three Medabots as everyone else.

'I really do hope he comes out of this.' She thought to herself, thinking about Kuwagata.

Even if he was just the left over of Rokusho's memory and personality drain, all the Medabots had come to get to know Kuwagata, even start to like him.

"S-so, how do you think they'll fix this?" Ikki asked, finally walking out of his pacing and coming to sit down on one of the luxurious leather couches.

Erika shook her head from side to side and shrugged, Brass still right beside her, concern and worry coming back to her.

"No idea. But y'know," Erika finally brightened a little, sitting up and leaning forward. "This will be one heck of a story. Can you imagine how many papers I'll manage to sell on this topic?" She pulled out a notebook and started to scribble down some notes.

Ikki sighed tiredly and rested his head back on the couch's headrest. He was too distracted to protest to Erika writing yet ANOTHER column on him and Metabee.

He took a glance at Brass then scrunched his eyebrows together. "Say Brass, how did you get that much damage from the search? Did you fall or something?"

The SLM type looked up and shook her head for a no. "We ran into the Rubber Robos in the for--"

"You DID?!" Erika exclaimed, now more excited than ever. The three others, Ikki, Brass and Foxfire jumped when she had screamed. Karin was away getting MORE cookies. "You didn't tell me that! Ohhh I wish *I* had been there! But this just makes this even more interesting! But—how come the others didn't get any injuries?"

Erika looked up, and indeed, Foxfire didn't have a single scratch on her. The FOX inwardly smiled.

"Brass took on the Rubber Robos all on her own." She explained, seeing Brass's cheek plates suddenly flush with red oil.

"Wow! That's so cool! MY Medabot took on the Rubber Robos all on her own!" Erika was practically giddy. No, never mind. She WAS giddy. She could barely even write now with the news buzzing around in her head. So instead, she dug into the book bag she had brought over, the one written with blue marker on the front 'Erika's Reporting Equip.'

"So tell me Brass," she started, clicking on a tape recorder and holding a microphone up to Brass' audio transmission, "what WAS it like fighting against the Rubber Robos?" Her voice had suddenly calmed down enough to talk professionally on the recorder.

Brass blinked a few times and giggled with embarrassment.

"Well, uh, it was certainly scary. But, I had everyone to cheer me on of course." Foxfire smiled again, closing her optics a little at Brass' commentary.

It was a good 45 minutes before Erika finally turned off her tape recorder. She got quotes and commentary from Brass, Foxfire, and even Ikki of how he felt about the whole 'mishap' (as Erika called it) with the switch.

The reporter even tried to get into where the scientists were working on the Medabots in the room down the hall. Fortunately, Ikki pulled her back before she could get a knock.

"Well, that should be enough, for now." Erika sighed thoughtfully. Ikki stared at her incredulously.

"What? But you got almost an hour's worth on that thing! What do you mean for now?"

"Well I still need testimonies from Rokusho and Metabee!"

"Why don't you go ask Karin some questions or something?" Erika looked at him like he was crazy, or had at least DONE something crazy.

"Are you kidding?! I'm not getting into a room alone with her! I'll probably get sucked into baking cookies or a void of cheeriness." Brass sniggered lightly at that one.

"I don't see why you don't like her. She's very nice an-"

"Well of course YOU would like her." Erika waved him off, dismissing the subject and sinking into the comfy couch.

Ikki was JUST about snap back at her, but there was a sound of a door opening, and then footsteps coming up the hallway.

The scientist group came out, beaming proudly at them all, a few red in the face. But they were happy about something.

The others stood up instantly when they saw the scientists. Ikki looked from one face to the other while Erika pulled out a camera.

"Okay, okay. BEFORE we do ANYTHING, I want to get a picture of this!"

"But Erika!" Ikki was tired of waiting. She ignored him and took a quick flash picture of the group and then nodded.

"All right now!"

The lead scientist pulled back some of her hair behind her ear. "The operation... was successful!"

All the scientists parted to the sides of the hall and out came both Metabee and Rokusho. Both in their proper bodies, and both looking quite relieved.

"Woohoo!" They all jumped up, cheering in celebration. Metabee ran up for a big hug with Ikki. Erika took another picture of them all rejoicing.

"Wait! Wait a minute!" One of the older looking scientists held up his hands to calm them down. "There's one more friend of yours we managed to save and fix."

They looked up, the Medabots realizing whom he must've meant.

"Y-you mean Kuwagata?" Foxfire asked, praying she was right.

The man nodded with a small smile.

The new and improved Medabot came out from behind the old scientist. He had become a SAM type in the past hour and a half. There were still one or two few recognizable details that could link the body to Rokusho's.

There were still two horns atop the head. Just as large and the same shape but they were striped black and white. His head was still white but instead of optics he had a red visor in the middle of his helmet.

Most of his armor was white but the middle of his chest and stomach looked bandaged like a Samurai might have around their chest. The armor on his legs also had similarities to a Samurai, with white and black-border pads on upper and lower leg parts with spike coming out of the front of the knee. (AN: Psst! If you want to see a picture of Kuwagata email me and I'll be glad to send you one!)

It was a proud sight to see. Kuwagata smiled inwardly at them all and held up his hands invitingly.

"I'm my own 'bot now!" He shouted out. They all laughed and Kuwagata got a few hugs and such.

"So how DID you pull it off?" Ikki after everyone had dispersed and were relaxing on the couches.

The lead scientist smiled again. "I'm glad you asked that. We were trying to figure out a proper way this morning. And we certainly couldn't have done it without the machinery you brought in."

"You see; if we could make a duplicate of that device, we could extract two data souls (AN: One data soul would be Metabee's personality and memory, and another would be Rokusho's. Two data souls in one medal) at one time and then place them in their correct medal."

"And ah'll tell you what," a man with a thick southern accent piped up, "it wasn't no day on the ranch, THREE times we messed up, putting them datas in the wrong medal. Mighty tricky it was."

"Say Kuwagata." Metabee sprung up from the couch, a glint in his optics. "What say you and me take that new body of yours for a test run?"

Kuwagata gave the same glint. "Anytime Metabee." He stood up and raced the KBT outside. Ikki shook his head while laughing as he ran behind them. The others followed suit, wanting to see how the Robattle would turn out.

Will Metabee Defeat Kuwagata? Will I Make A Sequel? Will That Cowboy Learn Grammar?

Find Out Next Time, On Medabots!