Nuts & Bolts would be where I would store my various Mega Man drabbles, flash fics, one-shots, plot bunnies and the like that would be based on either Classic, X, Zero, ZX, Legends, Battle Network, Star Force, Ruby-Spears, Upon a Star, NT Warrior, Dreamwave or the Archie comics universes. When the fic is based on my alternate universe, it will be mentioned.
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Old Diggers' Tale
Universe: Blood & Bassnium/ Marmalade Roses universe Character(s): Bright Batz, couple of reaverbots
"What a wonderful evening to camp out outside." Aero beamed in happiness as she stared up at the full moon and the sparkling stars. She and the other members of the Bright Batz had decided to camp outside of the city for the night for some bonding time.
"It's great. Not even a cloud in the sky." Barrett smiled as he set the tent up while Max, Pic, Tinker and Grill arranged the wood for the campfire. Aero dug through her backpack and pulled out a bag of marshmallows.
*Later*
The Bright Batz sat around the campfire as they roasted marshmallows and told one another ghost stories. Aero sat from the farthest left, then Barrett, then Grill, then Max and finally Pic. Tinker sat on Barrett's shoulder.
"That reminds me of that story of the Man-Eating Reaverbot." Barrett mused to himself.
"Oh? Could you please tell us?" Aero pleaded.
"It had been said that there's a Reaverbot that wanders around and looks for humans to feast on. As soon as it finds it, it would sneak up on them from behind, grab them so gently that it would feel like a tickle and gobble them up on the spot."
"That's disgusting." Grill pulled a face. The marshmallows on his stick didn't look so appetizing anymore. Max shook his head in bemusement.
"It's simply an Old Diggers' Tale. My grandfather told me that the people in the old days used to tell that story to scare people from entering the ruins if they weren't Diggers."
"So, you don't believe the tale, then?" Pic asked as he gave the leader of their team a skeptical look while he gestured to Tinker that he can get one of the marshmallows from his stick. Tinker, who was sitting on Barrett's shoulder, scurried down to the ground and scampered to where Pic sat. As the mascot noticed that the redhaired boy held the stick too high for him to reach, he quietly leapt onto Max's left side while the teen wasn't looking his way.
"Eep!" Max shrieked in fright as he felt something touch his side. He leapt onto his feet, made a dash to the nearest tree and climbed to the top. The other members of the Bright Batz rushed to Max's aid.
"Max, what's wrong?" Barrett called out to the scared teen.
"Something suddenly touched my side." Max squeaked in a small voice. Tinker chattered loudly in response as he climbed onto Barrett's shoulder.
"Oh, so you leapt onto Max's side to get the marshmallow from Pic, hm?" Barrett smiled as he rubbed Tinker's head. The mascot nodded sheepishly.
"Max, you can get now from there. It was simply Tinker that touched you." Aero shouted to get Max's attention.
Needless to say, the brunette wore an embarrassed expression on his face as he climbed down from his sanctuary.
"Don't worry about it, Max, it's normal to feel jumpy when something suddenly touches you without warning." Grill reassured the leader as he patted him on the shoulder. The group returned to the campire.
"Now, let's get our groove back on." Barrett smiled in amusement as he roasted his marshmallows into a golden brown. The other members of the Bright Batz blinked in confusion.
"Barrett, that's slang my grandfather used to use. He's sixty-three years old." Max chuckled in amusement. The redhead shrugged as he took a small bite out of one of the marshmallows.
The group quietly ate their marshmallows when Max suddenly screamed in frustration.
"Pic, quit trying to poke or tickle me! It's not funny!"
"Max, it's not me. I'm busy with my marshmallows." Pic snorted in anger as he pointed at his stick. The brunette glared at the person sitting on his right.
"I promise you that it's not me." Grill waved his arms frantically. The leader of the Bright Batz glared at Barrett, Aero and Tinker.
"It's not us." the trio shook their heads.
"Then, who could it be?" Max demanded in anger. Colour drained from his face when he felt something sharp poke his back. "Max, look behind you." Aero squeaked in fright. The brunette and the members of the Bright Batz screamed when they saw the glow of a Reaverbot eye.
"It's the Man-Eating Reaverbot! Run!" The group screamed.
"It's not it, it's a..." Barrett tried to explain, but the others didn't give him a chance as they grabbed him and ran as far as they could.
If they had allowed Barrett to explain, they would have realized that the so-called Man-Eating Reaverbot were just a couple of Mirocs that were curious about them.
The End