"Do you have any sevens?"

"... I don't think you know what game we're playing."

Three BassBoosts sat around a pile of junk food and at least three drinks, the three were playing cards and had the pile as a prize. "I fucking hate Uno.", one of them sighs as another had no cards left, signaling that he won and gathered the pile.

"Dude, does it really matter? I mean seriously we're the same person.", the third BassBoost comments as the one who was complaining looked at that one.

"Yeah but I wanted it."

"Are you fuckin stupid? Like seriously."

"No I'm you.", BassBoost said as the winner tossed him a bag of chips.

"OHHHHHHHH BURN!"

"Shut up ya big baby.", BassBoost said as they detransformed, the energy surging around and converging into a single Alex again. He picked up the bottles and sighs. "Did I forget to put it in the mini fridge? Meh.", he says as he examined his mini fridge, realizing it was busted he sighed and made his way down the stairs.

His ears was still ringing from what Lord Decibel did the other day, along with still being physically sore due to the physical backlash of overusing Extinctions size growth ability to deal with Animo's mutated fly again. "Y'know for a scientist you'd think he'd actually sell it to the government to actually get the things he wants but noooo."

No matter how long it's been, Alex will never understand just how he lost that award in the first place. Maybe it was just misconduct... actually scratch that, he understands now.

As he places his drinks back in the fridge, Alex looked at his phone as it had been vibrating aggressively for quite a bit... for few seconds anyways. Alex opened it up to see what was wrong and immediately got a alert.

["An explosion has occurred in the primary area of a Nesmith Cache, there appears to be two humans or humanoid creatures behind it.", Alex sighs before he deactivated the holographic screen

"Where was that place again?", Alex asked himself before transforming into Drag Racer, he brought his GPS and nodded. "Ahhhh, there it is.", he says before speeding out of his house. Quickly returning to close the door.

He arrived at the cache, noticing it was the same one he fought Rojo in a while ago. What was strange was the vehicle parked in front of the hole. The ship was large, having the front of a pick up truck with four platforms underneath to keep it up. "Weird.", he says as he skates over, he leaned down to see the license plate which it actually had weirdly enough.

It read "VRDL".

Drag Racer tapped the size of his helmet as he snapped a picture of it, his visor slid up as he sped over to see two humanoids digging through the tech. He looked around, noticing they didn't register him. He leaned against the side of the opening and did a fake cough. "So can I come through this hole or do I have to make my own."

"I mean it's already there so- wait a damn minute.", said a humanoid creature with a Texan accent, he had grey skin and no noticeable nose. He was also huge, almost seven feet tall with a heavyweight build. He wore a a hat with goggles on along with a orange shirt, red overalls, and black gloves, belt and belt pouches. "Octagon, is it normal to see a Kineceleran on this planet?"

Octagon was a similarly humanoid creature with grey skin and no nose, however he had a slight ape-like gait and was shorter with a more scrawny build. He wore an orange-black jacket, red overalls, orange hat, and black gloves, belt, and belt pouches. "Well, I reckon no, but Earth is known to be a hub for other aliens so yes it is.", he spoke with a similar Texan accent.

Drag Racer was sort of confused, he expected them to be hostile almost instantly but they were just having a conversation. "Okay, toss me a bone as to who you two bozos are and why you're here."

"Ahhh, my sincerest apologies, Kineceleran.", Octagon said as he pointed to himself. "The names Octagon, and this is Rhomboid.", he points to the larger one

"Howdy.", Rhomboid wave nonchalantly.

"We're here lookin for a Oscillation Battery for a special project we're workin on.", Octagon said before Rhomboid chimed in.

"We can't find it, been to several different places to look for the dang thing. Ma and Pa really need it to spawn a new batch of pretty boys and such, they recently got a new cloning kit since the one they used to make us with was past expiration-"

"BOID! What did I tell ya about letting people in on private information they should not be privy to?", Octagon quietly yelled at his bigger brother, who nodded.

Drag Racer slid his visor down before rushing in at high speeds, only to be backhanded by the larger creature. Sending him into a disassembled Nemesis Suit. "Okay... I did not expect that."

"Sorry bout this, I'm sure you're a good guy and all but we can't have nobody interfering with some family business.", Octagon said as both he and Rhomboid pulled out guns. The formers was small and appeared more like a sawed off shotgun while the latter had one that resembled a damn rocket launcher.

"Hehehe! Oh do I love to blow stuff up!", Rhomboid exclaimed before he blasted at Drag Racer with a powerful blue beam of energy. Drag Racer quickly dodged out of the way, he sped in and attempted to claw at his eye, only for Octagon to shoot at him.

Octagons blast was more wide rage than Rhomboid's, Drag Racer quickly dodged the shot before he was punched in the gut by Rhomboid. He quickly dodged another punch from the larger creature, he zipped around and kept his distance as they kept shooting at him.

As he did this, he picked up pieces of the broken technology whenever he passed by. "Are you guys even moving?", the speedster mockingly says as he threw the smaller pieces into Octagons' barrel.

"Awh! Dad Gum It!", Octagon cursed as Drag Racer shoulder tackled into him, quickly speeding right back to jam a gauntlet into Rhomboids barrel before he was punched right back into a wall. "Let's get the hell out of here!"

The two brothers ran out of the hole and back into their ship and flying off into the air. Drag Racer managed to get back up, popping his arm back into place with a sickening snap. "Okay... that was, interesting."

He quickly sped away from the scene before his Omnitrix could time out, zipping and finding his way back to his house. He detransformed and made his way upstairs, sitting on the bed and stretching his back. "Ughhhhh... this is gonna be a long night."

Alex knew very well those two idiots would be doing this as long as they found it... An idea sparked in his head as he excitedly hopped off his bed and transformed into Mach Manta and flew out his window. "Of course!"

"Blukic, have we've ever tried those Earth smoothies as of yet?", Driba asked as he was adjusting a standard Plumber rifle due to it malfunctioning.

Blukic on the other hand was simply looking up Mr. Smoothies nearby. "Currently? No, maybe we should relocate to the Plumber base Magister Tennyson has set up.", he suggest as he couldn't find any that are currently open near the base due to the franchise being very recent.

"Hey guys.", Mach Manta appeared out of nowhere, startling Driba who accidentally fired the rifle and created a hole in the wall in front of them. "Y'know with rifles that melt holes through solid metal I wouldn't be surprised you guys win a lot battles."

Blukic and Driba looked away, they knew very well the Plumbers don't win all of the battles they were in. "Alexander, it's been quite sometime. What brings you?"

Mach Manta detransformed as he walked to the console. "Oh I'm just trying to track down some fuckers.", Alex pulled up the core as he pressed the two buttons, he pulled the adapter cable connected to the console and plugged it into the core.

"Has he been able to do that?"

"Beats me."

Alex pulled up the picture he took of their license plate. "Oh no. Not the Vreedles.", Patelliday had walked into the room.

"Oh hey, Magister Patelliday.", Alex said with a friendly tone. "What's wrong with them besides being southern?"

"The fact they're apart of an infamous crime family of course, they blew up that old Plumber Base on Jupiter back a few decades ago.", Patelliday says as he remembered it vividly, he was there to retrieve the survivors.

Alex paused for a little bit before nodding. "Oh. I see."

"Anyway, why are you interested in them?", Patelliday asked the question everyone else was thinking. Alex was a unusual teen yeah but why would he be so interested them in those space hillbillies?

"I fought them earlier, it took a firefight but they managed to get away before I can transform after them. They're lookin for an Oscillation Battery or something.", Alex said as he figured out how to hack into the CCTVS all around the United States to find them.

"And you're using our systems to hunt them down? A brilliant idea but-", Driba was cut off by Alex shushing him.

"Why would I do that? I thought I could let them find it first AND THEN get them.", Alex says with an amused smile on his face.

"That's actually a smarter idea now that you say it.", Blukic says with a nod in agreement.

"No it's not."

"Yes it is"

"No. It is not"

"Yes. It is."

The two Galvan scientists continued with this back and forth. Alex looked at Patelliday. "How often does this happen?"

"Very.", was all Patelliday needed to say. "Though I can agree with Blukic that-"

"WHAAAAAAAAT?!"

Patelliday looked at Driba, then back at Alex and ignored his constant ranting. "Anyways, as I was saying. Allowing them to find what they need is effective, you can both apprehend them and take that battery they need. How are you gonna deal with them though?"

Alex would usually formulate a plan involving Charmcaster or Tetrax since they both have either the ability or piece of technology to restrain them while he would tire them out. But since he's on his own, he would need to do all of that within the given 15 minutes.

A low pitched beeping was heard from the computer. "Found something.", Alex said as he pulled up the image of the Vreedle Brothers celebrating the fact they found the battery. "Billions Tower in Manhattan, New York. Gotcha.", he says before transforming into Drag Racer and speeding off faster than they could even blink.

"Well Boid, I reckon this could very well solidify our role in the family. Perhaps they won't even need the pretty boys after.", Octagon said patting Rhomboid's back, as he was the one who found it. "Couldn't have done it without ya."

"Ahh shucks, wasn't much.", Rhomboid said before they were both met with two cowboy hats thrown at even.

"Well I reckon I've done caught myself a couple of buck toothed varmin.", Alex says with a smile as he had a chewing stick along with a cowboy hat himself.

"... Octagon, is he makin' fun of us?"

"I suppose he is. Blast this vermin all to hell!", Rhomboid quickly pulled out his blaster and shot at Drag Racer, who quickly turned into Melthing and flew out of the way. Rhomboid quickly pulled out his cannon and started blastin'.

Melthing quickly reformed into a humanoid shape and began firing acid at their blasters. Unfortunately they were smart enough to move out of the way and began shooting at his Anti Gravity Projector.

He quickly transformed into Kracklescean, holding his claw out and meeting the blasts with his electricity. "Rhomboid. Stronger and the less intelligent of the two, despite this he possesses innate technical abilities revolving weaponry. Octagon, the weaker and more agile of the two, despite his physical abilities being inferior he is significantly more intelligent and level headed between the two. Most favorable option, use Rhomboid's lack of social intelligence to my advantage and turn him against Octagon.", within that second, he had already formulated a plan on how to do it, what to say, and how to say it. "Memorizing strategy."

Using his electrical abilities again, he blasted Octagon far away and caused him to slam in the side of the their truck. Rhomboid was fixin' to blast him but it was electrocuted, he threw the thing away and immediately charged at him. Slamming his fist against the electrical dome that protected Kracklescean.

"Think here now, my... less intelligent friend. Don't you think it's rather unjust for Octagon to be the one ordering you around?", Rhomboid stopped as Kracklescean kept his excitement to himself. "As I could tell, you were the one to find the Oscillation Battery before him, correct? Goes to show his intelligence is severely lacking compared to your genius.", Kracklescean tried to not sound pained when he said that.

Though this seemed to trick Rhomboid. He stood up and tightened his fist. "Y'know h'what? Yer right! Why should that skinny lil twig boss me around?"

"BOID?! What in tarnation are you doin! Blast tha dang thang!", Octagon stormed back in, carrying another blaster in hand along with having his back strapped with several sticks of dynamite. Which Kracklescean immediately began thinking of other plans.

"Uh...", Rhomboid was about to go off on his older brother but immediately forgot what he was about to say. "Y'know, I just had the thought of saying something extremely hurtful and I just forgot.

"HOLY SHIT HE'S STUPIDER THAN I THOUGHT!", Kracklescean internally yelled as he was being generous and didn't think he was that dumb, he originally planned on influencing his mind by telepathic whispers but didn't go through with it.

"Well I'm glad you forgot, now take this. I gots a plan.", Octagon said as a green flash erupted.

What replaced Kracklescean was a small vaguely humanoid, yellow eyed, hamster/toad like creature with swampy-green skin, a tanned stomach and muzzles, black sprouts and black-green spots on his tail, limbs, and back. His eyes are sharp and green, he has whisker-like lines, with visibly sharp canine teeth and his tail is short and straightened. He wore an entirely open front black suit resembling a wrestlers outfit. He wore the Omnitrix emblem on his right hand.

"Well what're you waitin for?!", Octagon handed him another rifle that seemed to be a bit less coherent due to its weirdly complex design. "Blast it-!"

Just as Rhombojd pulled the trigger, three long, slimy tongues launched themselves forward and grabbed the blaster before pulling it back into Gut Grinders stomach which completely vanished into his black abyss of a stomach. "Haven't eaten all day. Thanks for the pick me up!", he said with a deep and raspy voice that was complimented by the faint sound of his stomach growling.

His stanch glowed before he blasted out a green loogie at them, the two brothers rolled out of the way. But before they could do anything significant, Octagon was pulled back as his dynamite was snapped off his back. "Oooo~ spicy!", Gut Grinder said as his stomach began to expand.

"This gon hurt I suspect.", Octagon says dryly as an explosion occurred as Gut Grinder had blasted out the energized dynamite. The explosion blew a large hole out of the tower, with a black and blue blur speeding away.

"Maybe if I make it back, I can still catch those Sumo Slammers reruns!", Drag Racer exclaims as he starts going faster. "But first I should definitely tell the Technicians to come and pick up whatever's left of them."

Little did he know however, the Vreedles actually managed to survive. If just barely. Using their truck they managed to get back to the sewer system and to a obscure part of Undertown.

There they wobbled their way over to a farm-like area underground. A averaged sized, chubby looked female Vreedle with short blond hair, wearing a red hat and a long yellow dress with a red jacket. "Oh my sweet baby boys! WHAT THE HELL DID YA'LL GET INTO?!"

The two boys flinched at their mothers ferocious tone. "We wanted to get that batter ya'lls needed to power that cloning kit.", Rhomboid answered.

"Aawww, now ain't that just sweet. Thank ya, hun. Now... where is it?"

"We had it... and we lost it"

"YOU WHAT?!", Ma Vreedle exclaims loudly, disturbing their strange looking cattle. "I OUGHTA WHIP THE SHIT OUT OF THE BOTH OF YOU MORONS!"

"We're sorry ma.", the two said in sync.

"Now what did I tell ya'll about screaming in the middle of the night?", the voice belonged to their father. In contrast to their mother, he was a large and burly man who seemed to be made of nothing but muscle, free of any fat. His head was long and strange looking, his pupils resembled stars along with possessing a beard. He currently wore a white tank top and brown sweat pants.

"Oh I'm sorry, sweetheart.", Ma Vreedle says with her sweet tone once more.

"Now then, ya'll tried to get that Oscillation Battery but lost it?", Pa Vreedle nodded, seemingly indifferent about their failure. "Well this can be a fair lesson about stealth that or buyin' it but whatever...", he took a good look at his sons, both of them nearly dead at this point. "When you both wake up... tell me who did this to ya'll, I'd like a word wit em."

/End/