Blue Mind, Black Heart
by Marisa and Bibly
Chapter 3
That was close! Rock thought. Okay! Think Forte! Just try to avoid contact with any-
WHAM!!
Rock collided with Elec Man.
"Oh! Jeez, I'm sorry!" Rock exclaimed.
"Hey, it's okay, I...wait, what was that?" Elec Man eyed Rock suspiciously.
Ooh, Good one, Rock. "I...uh...YOU LITTLE SHIT! YOU'D BETTER GODDAMN WATCH WHERE YOUR FUCKING GOING NEXT TIME OR I'LL KICK YOUR ASS!"
Elec Man's eyes widened as he turned on his heel and ran in the other direction.
"Eh..." Rock turned to Gospel, "Think that was a bit much?"
Gospel nodded in agreement.
Forte tried to shrink back as much as he could. When he went to the mall, which was quite rare, he was usually on some sort of killing spree. Now, he was going to shop.
With his worst enemies, too. Man, what a great day.
"Come on, Rock!" Roll grabbed Forte's arm and pulled him along, "You don't want to get lost, do you?"
Forte shook his head. "...No." Hell yes.
The Mall! They were going to the mall tody! Rock grinned. I can meet them at the mall; it won't look nearly as suspicious, and I might have a chance to talk with Forte! Yes! It was perfect! "Gospel, I've got an idea, but I need you to show me the way out-"
"FORTE!" Wily's voice rang throughout the fortress, courtesey of an intercom, "Get in here!"
That was so not what I needed. "Okay, um, Gospel, lead the way." Rock gulped. He sure hoped Wily didn't suspect something. But he hadn't acted all THAT out of the ordinary...had he?
Oh no! What if there's a camera in Forte's room? Rock gasped. No way! There was absolutely nowhere in that room that plain to hide a camera. So, if it (hopefully) wasn't about his 'odd' behavior, then what could he want?
Maybe he wants me to attack or something! That would be horrible! Rock couldn't decide what was worse- Being found out, or being forced to kill his family AND himself...or at least his body...sort of.
Before he knew it, Gospel had led him to a door, marked with an all-too-familiar W.
Here goes nothing...
Forte was in the dressing room, trying on a white shirt with green sleeves with a pair of baggy blue jeans. God, this was embarrassing. If any of the Robot Masters found out what was going on...
He looked at his reflection in the stall mirror. He smiled weakly. "It IS kind of cute..." he said to himself.
The smile immediately faded. Oh dear god! I did not just say that! He tried to shake any similar thoughts from his mind. I'm just stressed, that's all. He tried to tell himself.
That's right. Just stressed.
Pointless and Annoying Notes from Marisa: Ah! Good old Chapter 3! ^_^ Hahaha, I've created suspense! Fear me, dudes! Be excellent to each other, and remember a trash can! Whoo, sorry, Bill and Ted moment. o_o; Talk about annoying and pointless. What was I going to say? I can't remember. Whatever, I don't care anyway.