Sorry if this was short or completely random. It's night and I wasn't fully awake, plus I can't quite find something big to happen yet.

Bold and Italic is me talking.

Chapter 4: Back at H.Q.

The sun rose over the mountains fast, greeting a caravan of travelers to a good morning. However, their wake up call isn't really of a good greeting.

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"NO!"

"Are we there yet?"

"Shut up!"

BONK!

"Ow! Kiyo, what did you do that for? I just wanted to know that are we there yet,"

"Well, you're becoming annoying!"

The caravan were the people of Humanville traveling through a path that will lead them to Mamodoville. Unfortunately for Zatch, it was a really long journey, which meant bad news for the rest of the caravan.

"Awwwww, but Kiyo!"

"Kid, for once in your life, for five minutes... can you keep your big bazoo shut? FOR FIVE MINUTES!" Brago yelled from the carriage behind the carriage Zatch and Kiyomaro were riding in.

"Brago!"

"Admit it, you're annoyed by him too, aren't you!"

"He's just a kid for crying out loud."

'A really annoying kid.' Brago turned placed his chin in his right hand as he looked out at the landscape. At the end of the conversation with Zatch and Sherry back at his lair, he finally decided to go to Mamodoville with them. However, that doesn't mean he still thinks it's a good idea.

"It's official, this is gonna all go out of control as soon as we get there,"

"Can't you at least try to enjoy yourself?" the blond asked the mamodo.

"I was already enjoying myself back home before all this happened." Brago replied, still looking out at the landscape. Sherry shrugged and gave up.

"Are we there yet?" Brago asked completely out of boredom.

"Hey, that's my line!" the dark mamodo's thoughts were interrupted by the lightning mamodo up ahead. "Are we there-"

"DON'T START ZATCH!"

In the mountain south of Mamodoville.

Clanking and screwing noises were heard from deep inside the tunnels, pathways, and large opened cavern-like areas. It was Zeno and Dufort working hard on the adjustments and equipment to the super sled they stole last year.

"Dufort, hand me the three-quarter wrench over there, will you?" Zeno asked and held his hand out. There was a nut on one part of the sled that he inserted in and had to tighten it in. He felt a wrench being placed in his palm and he turned to take look at it. A frown appeared on his face.

"I asked for three-quarters, not five-eighths. Stay focused!" Zeno tossed the five-eighths wrench aside. He waited impatiently until Dufort placed the right wrench in his palm. Zeno finished tightening the nut as he heard Dufort finishing up his work for the day, but he wasn't entirely done yet.

"I'm done here. What's up on your part?"

"Done here with the cannons," replied the human. "But there seems to b something stuck inside one of them. Let me take a look at it." Dufort began reaching for something inside a compartment on one of the equipped cannons. Zeno was looking right over his companion's shoulder, wondering what could possibly be stuck inside a cannon.

"Well?"

"It's stuck! It wants to put off a fight!" Dufort strained and grunted as he tried to pull whatever it was stuck inside the cannon out. "Almost... there..."

FWOOP!

BANG!

Dufort finally pulled a loose screw out of the cannon, but caused his arms to swung upwards, hitting Zeno right in the face. "AAAAAHHHHH!" The mamodo shouted in pain, jumping up and down like a little kid (Even though he IS one), having his hands covering a corner of his face.

"What's the matter with you?"

"You hit me!"

"Are you alright?" Dufort said in his usual emotionless tone.

"Oh yeah, sure I'm perfectly fine... plus I can see normally with my eye THAT IS NOT BLEEDING!" snapped at the psychic human.

"Quit your complaining and let me see it," Dufort placed his hands on Zeno's shoulders and looked at Zeno's left eye. His hit, by accident, left Zeno's left eye as a black eye. "Oh you'll live, you whiner. Get yourself an ice pack and take a rest. Go play your new game or something."

"Fine by me, Dufort, fine by me. Don't bother my ass." Zeno hissed and decided to go to the kitchen area and find some ice. But not without a little idea of mischief popping into his head. "Hey, Dufort!" the lightning mamodo said turning around walking back towards the human.

"What is it now?"

"You got a bit of dirt on your face,"

Dufort turned around and looked at his companion. "Where, here?" he said, placing his hand on his right cheek, and then to his chin, and then to his nose.

"No," Zeno answered and lifted his finger at the human's face. "It's right here, near your eye."

POKE!

Zeno poked Dufort directly in the eye with his finger without hesitation. Dufort felled backwards and grasped hold of his face with his hands and tried to rub his eyelids.

"That's for not apologizing for hitting me in the eye in the first place!" Zeno turned and walked off to the kitchen to get his ice pack for his black eye. As for Dufort, he got back to his feet as soon as the pain his eye became a little sore feeling. He spotted Zeno turning a corner into a rocky-like room which was the kitchen.

"Hey, Zeno!"

"What do you want now?"

"While you're in there, make me a hotdog!"

A quick silence took place in the entire mountain, until the next thing that happened... Zeno's head slowly tilted to the side until he can be seen from the corner of the kitchen's entrance. He had a frustrated look on his face.

"You want me to put mustard, ketchup, and relish on it?" he hissed, trying to hold in his burning anger and frustration.

"It's not gonna put mustard, ketchup, and relish on itself."

A small little smirk crept on Dufort's face. Another silence took place until Zeno uttered "True." and then his head slowly moved back into the kitchen until he couldn't be seen anymore.

"Finally, some time alone without that kid to snap at me." Dufort turned and grabbed a screwdriver, and began to screw and install another cannon onto the super sled.

"I HEARD THAT!"

To Be Continued...