A/N: This is going to get awkward... Characters are a little OOC, but fangirls can do that to ya when you're a hero. I find that when you have the Monkey Team acting OOC, Chiro is the funniest. Strange.

Disclaimer: Well la di da di da. I don't have ten thousand Formless in my bedroom!

Not Good At All

"Antauri, I'm scared."

"Well tough luck boy, you're the Chosen One and leader!"

"BUT I'M SCARED!"

Antauri sighed and tried to relax, Nova hugged her knees and shivered while Gibson held his head in his hands pressing himself for an idea on what to do.

"What do we do?! I can't think of anything right now!" Gibson yelled at last.

"The note says we can't do anything about it." Sprx said. "So I reckon we just sit back and take it!"

"Oh sure, you'd absolutely love some deranged little girls to go and murder you!" The term, 'Gibson was a little tense' would be a gross understatement.

The Monkey Team were sitting on the floor of the main room, crowded in a circle around the omnious note that had been pasted to Chiro's head. It read:

Greetings Super Robot Monkey Team Hyper Force (Go!). We are the united force of fangirls in Shuggazoom! Under the wise and cunning leadership of our most recent High Fangirl, we have planned you all...a surprise. You cannot prevent an operation like this, so BE PREPARED. Just liked to let you know.

Underneath the text was a symbol. Red lips, opened to reveal the biggest set of tonsils any of the Monkey Team had ever seen. The seal of the Fangirl Order, even though none of the monkeys or Chiro had ever seen it before.

"Do you reckon it's going to be a good surprise?" Otto asked.

"I don't think so Otto." Nova said softly. "I don't think it's going to be good at all."

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Antauri tried to get his eyes to close. A simple task, if the light from the hallway was blocked off. Antauri groaned repeatedly as he opened his sleeping pod and walked wearily to the sliding door. He made sure it was closed before he turned around and returned to his pod, except that this time he tripped over the small river. After a lot of loud and angry grumbling, Antauri was back in his bed. Back to the task of trying to sleep. Easy, if only he would turn off the built-in radio inside his pod. Up-Late Love Song Dedications. An odd addiction, but a tough one to break. The black monkey waited until the next two songs had finished, then switched off the radio. Unfortunately, the required button was right next to the button for the Super Robot's intercom, which sent Antauri's yell of surprise and the last two lines of some random hit love long booming throughout the Super Robot.

After a whole lot of random annoying things, including Antauri's sudden realisation that he hadn't checked on his bonsai tree since that morning, the tired old monkey had the right circumstances to sleep. His eyes were nearly closed, and his consciousness was slipping slowly away...

This is just too perfect/cliche a moment to pass up a rude/funny/cliche awakening.

Antauri knew that idea for a built-in pod telephone was a bad one.

A phone ringing in your bed while you are sleeping is very annoying. A phone ringing in your bed while you are sleeping, and hearing no answer when you pick up is infuriating.

Antauri tried not to lose his temper as he lifted up his arm and answered the call. "H-mrphl-llo?" Antauri felt that he must have been already asleep and dreaming. All he heard was a high-pitched, "Eee!" and the sound of something cluttering and bouncing crazily on the floor, and then whoever was on the other end ended the call. The monkey, who was now phenomenally exhausted, pressed the button to hang up his phone, making sure to hit the right one.

Fifteen point twenty-seven seconds later, the phone rung again. Antauri grimaced and waited a few seconds before answering. "Hello?" he said a little more forcefully.

Nothing but a very, very annoying girly giggle.

The black monkey blew out a long burst of air between his teeth, turned off the increasingly annoying telephone, then turned over and tried to get to sleep.

Antauri growled when the phone rang again. Not bothering to turn his head to look at the blasted thing, Antauri flung up an arm and took the stupid call. "I'm not here." he said, then quickly ended the call.

When the telephone buzzed once more, and when Antauri put on a hateful glare at the blasted speaker in the roof of his pod before actually answering, he received a very loud, "LIKE OMG! YOU'RE ANTAURI! ANTAURI YOU RULE I ABSOLUTELY LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU FOREVER AND EVER I WILL NEVER STOP LUVING U! BLACK ROCKS! YOU ARE SO DARN HEROIC AND ALL YOUR MYSTERY COMPLETELY MAKES US GIRLS FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU LIKE WHO WOULDN'T?! AND YOU-"

Antauri lost it. A glowing claw appeared in the darkness, grabbed the whole bleeding contraption whilst completely ignoring the strong screws, yanked it from the pod wall, and flung it out and far, far away.

Of all the fangirls out there, he had to get a phone call from the one that uses Internet slang.

He always knew that built-in telephone was a bad idea.

This chapter's for Far-Raiderz. Way back in some other story review, she put forward the idea that if Antauri was going to be kept awake from fangirls' phonecalls, she wouldn't want to miss it. So thanks for that.

And another thing, the fangirl/s in this chapter is/are fictional. Probably all the other chapters as well. No offence meant to anyone.