A/N: Welcome one and all to my newest fic! We really do need a Megas XLR section, don't we? But in the meantime, I'll just have to vent my creativity here. Anyway, enjoy the story!
Disclaimer: Sorry, no giant robot for me...
It was a strange day for the inhabitants of Jersey City. For one thing, the guys with the giant robot hadn't destroyed half the the city yet.
"Hey, Coop, you'd better hurry up with those adjustments. We haven't destroyed the city yet and it's nearly noon." Jamie said, lounging around Coop's garage as the gearhead tinkered with some of the robot's controls.
"Don't worry, we'll be more destructive tomorrow to make up for it." Coop grunted absently as he struggled with a stubborn bolt.
"Do I even want to know what you're doing now?" A voice from the garage door made both guys jump slightly.
"What does it look like? I'm tweaking Megas some more." Coop told Kiva, rubbing his hands off on an oily rag before throwing it in the back of the garage next to the old newspapers, frayed electrical outlet and the puddle of spilled gas.
"Haven't you made enough 'improvements' to Megas yet?" Kiva asked him skeptically, her hands on her hips.
"Ah, that reminds me, I gotta go..uh, talk to Goat about..something." Jamie said quickly as he exited the garage, sensing a massive argument he did NOT want to get caught up in.
"Just what do you mean by that? My improvements are, well, improvements!" Coop said, standing up straighter to face Kiva.
"Oh yeah, like the Hydro Missiles you 'improved' so you could water your mom's garden. And the Tsunami Blaster that you remade into an air conditioning unit. Oh, and--" Coop cut Kiva off abruptly before she could say anything else.
"Those just SOUND bad because you picked the worst ones! Admit it: My improvements make Megas all the better. If I didn't, Megas would probably belong to the Glorft right about now!" Coop said stubbornly as Kiva rolled her eyes.
"Coop, your moronic 'improvements' are what nearly get us killed every time! If it's not one missing piece, it's equipment that you modified to do absolutly nothing! You know what? It's by sheer luck the Glorft haven't captured us yet! Maybe we'd all be a lot better off if you stopped trying to make Megas better and concentrated on doing something USEFUL for once!" Kiva screamed, her temper flaring as she stomped off, leaving a rather confused Coop behind.
The next morning, Jamie and Kiva could be found at the garbage dump, minus Coop.
"You know, I was a little hard on Coop the other day. I hope he didn't take it the wrong way or anything. It's just that he can be so frustrating at times. You understand, right?" Kiva said to a still half asleep Jamie, plopping down on a moulding armchair.
"Huh..? Oh, right, sure. If you think so..." Jamie mumbled, looking up momentarily from the doughnut he had been eating.
"Don't worry, Coop always bounces back." Goat reassured Kiva, putting one grimy arm around the redhead, who winced.
"Jamie! Hey, Jamie! Come on, we're gonna be late!"
A loud shout from across the junkyard rang out into the morning air. Coop could be seen by the entrance, waving frantically. However, something about Coop was..off. Really off.
"Just what did you tell him yesterday?" Jamie hissed furiously, taking in the stained and dusty suit his best friend was currently wearing for no apparent reason.
I apologize for the lack of humor and the shortness of this Chapter. I promise, the next ones'll be funnier. Really! Would I lie to you? Wait, don't answer that last one. Just consider this a little prolouge until we get into the meat and potatoes of the story. Anyway, R&R please! Reviews more than welcomed!