Guess what all? Today is the one year anniversery of Super Robot Monkey Team Hyperforce, Go! Here's a new chapter in commemoration!

Hello All! The weekend is coming to a close, and I've decided to finally submit my next chapters. Well, I had to write them first, but now that I have them written I can submit them, which is of course the goal, I mean what good would it be to write them and then not submit them? I mean, that would be a perfectly good waste of time and computer memory. Well, I'm rambling. Now to thank the reviewers.

LMann: I read through all of the guidelines and never did it once say anything about not being able to respond to reviews, so I'm doing so. Glad you liked the chapter!

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Chapter 4

Morning was brought once more upon the Super Robot, though only 2/3 of the team knew it, and ½ thought everyone was accounted for while 1/6 were unsure of what was going on, and1/3 had been left despairing among enemies. Well, that's enough fractions for one day.

The point is, that Gibson went routinely into SPRX-77's room to tell him to 'get your butt out of bed right now, you lazy bum or else.' Gibson, of course, had no desire to actually do anything to SPRX-77, but morning was the only time of the day when Gibson had any power over him. Gibson was a morning person, and the red monkey was most definitely not.

But this particular morning, Gibson had a surprise as he opened the door to make his normal speech, and found the slumber tube empty. In fact, the monkey wasn't anywhere in the room.

Gibson went down to the meeting room. SPRX-77 still wasn't there. Gibson couldn't imagine him getting up early, particularly on a weekend. "What a time not to have the scanners up and running…who knows where he could be? Or what he could be doing. And assuming Nova was missing too…He shuddered. Then he remembered (how could he have forgotten?) his handheld scanner.

Gibson rushed up to his own room to find it. It had been lying exactly where it belonged, he picked it up and turned it on. He tapped his foot, waiting for it to turn on and identify the location of his red and yellow companions.

But eventually, he came to a startling realization: it was already on. "Another malfunction?" Gibson banged it a couple of times on a nearby end table. Even after this abuse, the screen was still vacant. He heard Antauri out in the hall, and went to meet him.

"Antauri," Gibson said, Antauri turning to face him, "Antauri we have a problem. Do you know where Sparks or Nova is?"

"No. Actually I was just about to ask you the same question."

"You mean you didn't tell Otto that they were back?"

"Nnno," Antauri answered.

"Most perplexing," noted Gibson.

"Oh, why?"

"Well, more like alarming. I've just done a scan of Shuggazoom and I've found no trace of either of them. And they aren't in the Robot either."

"But, all parts of the Super Robot are accounted for!"

"Yes."

"But that means that,"

"Yes," reinforced Gibson, "it means that something is terribly wrong."

"Gibson. Assemble the team in the meeting room. We need to agree on a course of action."

"Agreed, it will take but minutes. I'll meet you there."

The black and blue monkeys, along with Chiro, sat in their sphere chairs, ready to address their problem.

"Gibson, where is Otto?"

"I don't know, I didn't actually speak to him directly. He didn't want me to come in his room, so I gave him the news through his door."

The sound of Otto coming down his tube caused the four team members to turn around to view Otto's entrance. He walked nonchalantly into the room…with a brown paper bag on his head. Two holes were cut for his eyes, but other than that, his entire head was covered.

"Otto, do you really think that's less embarrassing than showing your actual face?" Chiro asked.

"In a word: yes," replied Otto.

"Never mind," Antauri said, brining attention back to himself, "we're here to discuss the disappearance of Sparks and Nova."

"They're not here? But I thought you said-" Otto started to say through the paper bag.

"Never mind what you thought Otto, the point is that they left yesterday morning and they've been missing ever since. They aren't on the Super Robot, or even on the planet for what I can tell. If it weren't for a certain destruction of the main computer, we'd be able to examine air space around the planet, but at present this is impossible," Gibon said.

"We'll have to establish contact with as many planets as we can. The people of Sotorix 7, the Sun Riders, and any other planet contacts we have," Antauri explained, "meanwhile, Chiro and I will head out and make sure there isn't anything suspicious floating around in space."

"Sounds good to me," remarked Chiro.

"But wait," said Otto, "Chiro can't leave; he has the torso tank, which we happen to be standing in right now. He takes it and we're out a vital piece of the Robot."

"He could take a fist rocket," suggested Gibson.

"Um, Gibson, the whole 'hanging onto the controls with your feet thing," Chiro pointed to his right foot, "I don't think that'll work out. I could take a foot cruiser."

"Except then we'd have to figure out how to create balance of the robot with one foot missing."

"Maybe I should go alone," Antauri commented.

"Nonsense," said Gibson, "I shall go with you Antauri. Chiro and Otto can stay here and make the calls."

The rest of the team agreed. And they headed off to take part in their jobs.

SPRX-77 sat on the empty floor of the cold prison cell. He hadn't noticed how cold it was there until he was alone. Or perhaps the warmth he had felthad been a result of being alone in a room with Nova, warmth which could only be inner warmth inspired by a friend.

He hadn't lost all hope. He had learned enough from Antauri to know that there was always hope. Though he couldn't yet figure out why the team hadn't come to their rescue yet. Though for all he knew it could have only been a couple of hours since they had disappeared.

He continued to think of Nova. He had made his fair share of jokes and pick-up lines that were absolutely awful now that he looked back at them. He laughed at Nova's responses, as painful as they had been for him at the time. Though he wasn't going to give up. Deep down, SPRX-77 knew his feelings for Nova were beyond a school boy's crush. He knew that he was in love with Nova, and there was no way he would give up on her, no matter what the pain.

His thoughts were interrupted by the slimy sound of formless walking towards him. The sound was of a small formless army, at least a hundred big. He considered trying to break out, but knew there was no way he could take on a hundred formless. So instead, he decided to plead.

"Hey, Ugly! Yeah I'm talking to you! What's the big deal with stealing Nova away like that, huh? You ever heard of respect for women? Hey, you know what? Let her go. And keep me here. You hear me? Let her go!"

The army stopped in front of the cell that held SPRX-77. The two largest in front, which appeared to be the leaders, nodded towards each other. They signaled the army to completely surround the cell, obviously to make sure that he wouldn't escape. He thought about doing so, but then resolved again it would be unwise.

The cell bars once more dissolved, and in the blink of an eye, SPRX-77 found his arms being held on to by the formless, which didn't seem as formless if they were holding on to you. He marched along with them, although he almost felt more like he was being dragged than anything else. For big masses of slime, they could walk pretty fast.

They walked down hallways, which all looked the same. Almost the exact same journey they had taken down to the "dungeon" the first time. "So why in the world do you need so much space for one giant ugly guy and his gooey minions?" he asked, not expecting an answer, but receiving a few odd stares from the formless.

They finally arrived in the giant room of the Citadel of Bone. "Ah, home sweet home. And, where is the man of the house might I ask?" he asked, looking around and not seeing the Skeleton King anywhere.

The army of formless fled from the room, leaving SPRX-77 still alone. "Oh swell. From one empty room into another," he said, "you'd think a King could be more hospitable."

SPRX-77's jokes were brought to a halt as the Skeleton King's all-seeing television turned on. It captured his interest and he walked over. He saw Nova, clasped to the wall, discouraged, alone, and cold. All of his smart remarks were wiped from his memory as he saw her hanging there in agony.

His mind was completely emptied.

His heart broke. This is what he had been able to prevent, and now he had to help her again.

The view of Nova zoomed out, revealing formless on either side of her with large weapons in hand. Sticks which branched out at the end and an electric wave connected the two branches. One of the formless touched Nova with one of the sticks, and she cried out in pain.

"No!" SPRX-77 yelled, and spun around to head for the door. He didn't know where she was, but he had to find her now. But just as he reached the door, it opened slowly, and the colossal figure of the Skeleton King entered, and then closed the door.

He walked over to his gigantic throne and sat down, staff in hand.

SPRX-77 wasn't scared this time. "You! Bone Bag! You're the one who did this to us! And you're going to regret it!"

Skeleton King laughed, "Such pale threats for a prisoner to make. Shouldn't I be the one threatening you?"

SPRX-77 just frowned up at the Skeleton King.

"For example. You need to tell me what I need to know, or else your little girlfriend shall be blown to pieces!"

"She's…not my girlfriend!"

Skeleton King nodded towards the screen and one of the formless once again touched the rod to Nova, this time for longer.

"STOP! STOP! Don't you lay a FINGER on her, Wing Head! Just because she's not my girlfriend doesn't mean I don't care for her…"

The Skeleton King smiled wickedly.

"…a lot."

"And…?"

SPRX-77 sighed, "What do you need to know?"

A/N: YES A CLIFFHANGER ENDING TO TORTURE YOU ALL UNTIL NEXT WEEKEND WHEN I UPDATE AGAIN! Um, yeah sorry about that, my alter ego is a little ecstatic sometimes. Anyway (no I'm not bipolar, sheesh) I hope that was good and that some of you will review, or most of you will review, or all of you will review, or … hm, that might be all the possibilities. Be ready for the next installment!

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