Standard Disclaimer: I do not own Medabots or any related names and brand(Who belong to Kodansha, Natsume, Hasbro, Nelvana and a bunch of other people I'm not sure I know),I am writting this fic out of fun and I am not making any profit from it and I'm poor,please don't sue me!
AN: Noticed the change? I changed my screen name, what do ya think? Neat no? I wanted something more original. I hope you all got a very neat Christmas with all kinds of cool gifts. I got some pretty neat stuff. While I got the chance I wish you a Happy New Year!
You know, I think I got the layout of Ikki's house completly wrong in the last chapter. Mostly, the living room and the kitchen/dining room are one big room... but since I don't want to rewrite the whole thing I'll just stick to that description and be consistant. Ikki's house won't end up a morphing house like the Simpson's hehehehe. Anyway, enjoy this new chapter. BTW, anybody remember the name of Ikki's dad? It was Johzo or something no?
Chapter 7: Know Yourself
I looked around the living and saw no traces of Kaito and Rokusho, I was the last one up. I did however saw a folded slip of paper with my name on it. I unfolded it and saw that it was a note from Rokusho, and it simply said 'Good luck. I'll be around'. After being pleased to get a message from Rokusho, I suddenly realsed the whole note was in Japanese, even my name!Not only was I talking japanese, but I could read it too. I decided not to try too much to understand how that worked and just be glad I had made a friend, more or less.
"Good morning!" I said with energy as I entered the dining room/kitchen with Salty.
"Hey good morning!" Replied Metabee, looking up from the newspaper.
"Good morning dear." Called Chidori from the kitchen, with her ever so nice cheary tone.
"Good morning." Calmly replied Ikki's father, reading another part of the newpaper.
I surveyed the room and noticed Ikki and Kaito weren't there. Outside it seamed like a beautiful and sunny day. I wondered for a moment what I would do all day with no school or job to go to.
"Hey... where's Kaito?"I asked to no one in particular, absent mindedly petting Salty's head.
"He's outside, he said something about enjoying the sun or something." Answered MEtabee, not even looking up from his paper "He took the Medabot catalog Henry left for you guys, so you can check out your specs."
"Thank you... I'll go see him... oh and when your finished with the paper I'd like to read it too!" I declared, heading to the back door.
These people and Medabots were incredibly nice, they had acccepted all three of us without much trouble. It was easy for us to feel at home with characters we knew, but for them to accept us that easily was incredible. I took the back door and found Kaito sitting on the small steps leading down into the yard. I sat down beside him.
He looked up from the catalog slightly to greet me."Good morning Cruise!"
"Don't call me Cruise, if you want to give me a nickname, at least call me Gunner!" I complained "Anyway, what are you doing out by yourself?"
"It was a nice day, I always liked to be out in the sun, and now it seams even more appealing... probably something to do with me made to work outside for long hours under the sun without trouble... I could spend all day in the desert and not suffer from it. Altough I don't really like the idea of me gardening all day..." He explained.
I nodded "I see... it's like me when I felt attracted by the river and when I felt in it I enjoyed the sensation before I remembered I was in danger. Rokusho told me I'm waterproof and the rubber lining my armor absorbed the impact of the missile when I got hit on the side." I pointed to where I had been hit, there was no traces left of the impact now.
"I know, that's what it says here. " He added, pointing to the catalog in his hands "It says my armor is about three time thicker than yours, but your speed is far above mine, I'm very slow for a close combat Medabot... it also says I can lift about... FIFTY TIMES MY OWN WEIGHT!"
I gasped "WOW! You're strength make up for your lack of speed, big time! Let me check my stats..."
Kaito handed me the catalog. Finally I had some answers about my new body. I'm a Gunship -type, model number SHP-21037 and my specialty is listed as 'Dual Shooting'. There was a little article beside my name, some kind of sales pitch.
"Listen to this... 'This lightly armored gunship is as manoeuvrable on land as he is on sea, wether your battle is naval or a robattle, this Medabot's shot will always hit the mark. While this model is only armed with basic retrovolver and lack a more powerful move, unlike other models the Gunship- type has the abilty to target two opponent at once instead of one. This remarkable ability coupled with his built in radar-sonar system as well as his speed make this model a swift and precise attacker.'... Sounds good but it also soundlike I only have guns to defend myself against opponent... I have a pretty light armoring... did ya read yours?"
"Yeah... It said something about me being the best wether it was to, and I quote, 'fight weeds or other Medabots'... it also praised my strength and versatility. You see this little staff?"He said, taking off the staff strapped to his arm. "It's supposed to be able to transform into almost any gardening tool I can think off so I can use them for work and battle... but I don't know how to do it."
"I don't know how to fire my 'retrovolver' as they called them. It probably work the same way... " I took a minute to ponder on it while giving back the small book to Kaito.
"I checked Oracle's stats too. She's a Miko -type, model number MIK-31320 and that little gun on her hand is actually a paralyzing weapon that only work on close range. She's a hand to hand fighter like me... altough they claim she's more of a team player than a stand alone fighter... so she's probably not that strong... her armor is still stronger than yours, altough not as much as mine, her speed too is inbetweem us." He explained.
"She probably already knows all this, she is with Dr. Aki after all..." I added.
There was a long silence as Kaito kept checking out the catalog and I mused on how to use my weapons. I wasn't sure I wanted to fight, but I might have to once the Rubberobo try to steal my Rare Medal. The sheer tought of them touching my Medal sent shivers down my M-Alloy spine.
"Man... I still got trouble believing all this is happening to us." Suddenly said Kaito, distracting me of my grim toughts.
"Yeah... and I'm surprised at how fast we're getting used to the idea of being Medabots!"
"Maybe we were destined to become Medabots... It's not a bad situation, that's for sure."He mused, making me nod in agreement "It could have been worse, we could have ended up in the wrong hands, or in another show all together. If I have to be sucked into another dimension and turned into something else than human, might as well be in Medabots, at least we're not risking our hide too often... Imagine where we could have ended up."
"We could have ended up as anything from PokŽmons to Smurfs! I think blue would have suit you just as well as green." I jokingly added.
" Ha ha, very funny... we might not have been able to talk if we had ended up as PokŽmons!"
"I don't know...Meowth proved that PokŽmon have the ability to learn how to speech..."
We theorized for a while about a bunch of thing, like what type of PokŽmon we would have been based on what Medals we had, about what other show we would have ended in. We probably spent an hour talking like that. In the end we agreed a PokŽball was probably not comfortable, beeing a Foodon would have been ridiculous, and being a Smurf was probably not THAT bad of a deal because they had one heck of an easy life, even if there was only 1 girl for about a hundreds guys and they were all going around with only pants on. We even ended up mentioning a bunch of old shows like Transformers (and Beast Wars), Bucky O'Hare, Gargoyles, Duck Tales, Mighty Ducks, Samurai Pizza Cats and Flint the Time Detective! It was clear that I had met my match when it came to TV mania... altough I had the better memory of the two of us. Kaito looked a bit rough at first but from that moment on I could consider him a great friend. We also wondered about the Fourth one... I hope we meet that fourth one soon and that he or she is in good hand.
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The most massive of the Rubberobo, Squidguts, felt horribly minuscule in front of the static filled TV. All four of the Rubberobo Generals were in a dark room with the usual TV set through wich they communicated with their leader, the Dr. Meta-Evil.
"YOU FOOLS! HOW COULD YOU LET A KABUTO MEDAL GET AWAY! GRAAH!" Raged the evil leader.
"We didn't know it was rare." Pleaded Squidguts, his face almost glued to the floor in apology. "Beside it's THEIR fault Cruise-Gunner got away!" He then said, pointing to the two battered Noctobats who couldn't even fly.
"WHAT?!" They replied , angrily.
"Please great Robo-leader, give us a chance to take that loser on again, he can't even fire his guns!" Pleaded the Noctobat with a large crack on his visor.
"Give me a chance too!" Asked Squidguts.
Gillgirl sighed "How about you give that mission to someone less incompetant."
"Hey! Take that back!" Called an insulted Squidguts.
"SILENCE!" Roared Meta-Evil, before an arguement broke betweem his generals."Squidguts... I'll give you one more chance, go get those Noctobats repaired and... customize them a little too... don't come back to me until you've got that kabuto medal!" Declared Meta-Evil before severing the connection and the whole room almost went dark.
"Us... custom? Allright!" Cheered the Noctobats, giving each other a high five, but they felt back in pain "Ow ow ow!"
"Com'on you two, we got a defective 'bot to catch!" Suddenly declared Squidguts, raising from the floor heroically.
"He's gonna fail." Commented Shrimplips as their collegue left.
"Let's go grab some grub in the meantime!" Proposed Seaslug.
"Sounds good..." the other two agreed.
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When Kaito and I got back inside we were just in time to hear Ikki shout 'bye' before slamming the door. I took a wild guess and turned to Metabee.
"Late for school I presume?" I asked, realising it was 8 o'clock now.
"That's right." the KBT simly answered.
"Well, I'll be going too..." Declared Mr. Tenryo, getting up from his seat after one last sip of coffee.
He handed me the newspaper and went to kiss his wife good bye. I thanked him for the paper and we all wished him a nice day. Since I didn't have anything to do all day long I decided it was as good a time as any to start learning how to defend myself.
"Hmm... Metabee..." I started, suddenly feeling shy "I know we've just met but...would you... would mind teaching me how to shoot?" I finally asked.
He blinked twice and looked at me, looking a bit stunned "Sure no problem!"
I was filled with joy. "Allright! Thank you very much Metabee! I really need to learn how to defend myself!"
"Just call me Sensei!" He added, suddenly apearing in my field of vision with that costume he had when he trained Cyandog.
How the hell did he changed so fast? I was so taken aback I took a step backward and almost fel down! If I had eyelids I would have blinked a few time "Wwwaaah?!?" I simply said before what he had said finally registered "Huh... right...Sensei."
Before I could react he grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward the door. "Com'on I know the best place to train! See you later Mrs. Tenryo!" He called.
"Yeah...see you later" I called as well, following Metabee, a bit dumbfounded by his sudden enthusiasm to share his knowledge.
I guess Metabee just like to be called Sensei and give order. Oh boy...what have I gotten myself into?
"I'll go with..." Started Kaito before his Medafighter interupted him.
"Oh Kaito dear, I'm gonna need your help so please don't go too far!" Cheerfully said Chidori
Kaito stopped dead in his track, and I could swear I saw sweat appear on his head when he realised it probably meant yard work and gardening. That's when Metabee yanked me toward the front door.
Oh well... I asked for it.
To Be Continued...