HARO TAKES OVER THE WORLD!

notarobot: If someone actually reads this, I'll laugh my head off. Of course, I might need to put it back afterwards so I can continue the story... meh.

Hope ya like it.

CHAPTER TWO: Infiltration

"Haro, Haro! Haro, Haro!" As Haro bounced along the hallway, it took its time to map the route it took from Lacus' room to...well, wherever it was going. Unknown to it were the dangers and threats of the world—for it was the first time it had been left to its own.

So of course, it did not notice when it dented itself on a railing, or when it got itself dirty from the potted plants—or even when it rolled down the stairs and crashed into the wall.

Poor Haro. (and poor Lacus when she would see Pink-chan!) It did not realize Athrun had yet to fix his sensors, so it had no way of telling where everything was!

As it wobbily rolled upright, it spotted something very interesting.

"Haro, Haro! What is this? What is this?" Rolling over, it peered down the nearby laundry chute. How very interesting.

And, since its sensors were not working today, it had no sense of distance.

So it went further in,

And in,

Until down it went.

"Hhellloo..." Plop.

And without realizing it, it had landed in a pile of dirty laundry.

Lucky Haro.

Oblivious to the close shave it had just experienced (the floor was 7 feet away from the mouth of the chute), it bounced right out of the basket and down the stairs, right into the nearby forest.

Bounce, bounce, bounce.

Bounce, bounce, bounce.

Bounce, bounce, bounce—BANG.

"Haro? Haro!" Haro had been so busy bouncing, it had crashed right into a tree. A very HARD tree. A tree that was grey, very wide, and...made out of metal?

Oh yeah, that's not a tree. It's a building.

But who puts buildings in the middle of the forest? With an air duct open for anything to get in?

Whoever they are, they aren't very smart.

"Haro, haro!" Into the air duct.

And what do you know? Infrared beams crossed the air duct.

A lot of them.

But did Haro care? Of course not. So--

Bounce, bounce, bounce.

Bounce, bounce bounce.

Over, under, sideways, loop-de-loop, over and under—and suddenly, Haro was in.

Not that it was something important to Haro.

"Haro?"

It took its time to observe its surroundings. And what do you know—Haro spots a large, black safe hidden in the corner.

"Ooooh, Haro!" And since the safe is unlocked and Haro (for some odd reason) has the ability to open doors, in a matter of minutes, it is bouncing inside of the safe.

Ping. Oh great. Another dent.

Pong. Yay. Dent number three.

Click. Beep beep beep—whirrrrr. Huh?

"Hey, stop right there!"

To be continued...