"Wake up will ya?"

Forte pulls the cover over his head, but only found them getting yanked off.

"Come on, you don't wanna miss the morning jog, if you do your work might be harder on ya, let's go."

Forte slowly sits up, SearchMan was already at the door, looking a tad annoyed. "Come on," he says.

"Ok, alright already." Forte slowly moves, he nearly falls off the top bunk, leaning too far off the edge, but he did catch himself just in time.

Already a small adrenaline rush, perhaps a morning jog won't be so bad after all.

SearchMan leads Forte down the hall and through a door in the way back, they are now crowded around many other NetNavis, all talking. That red Navi from the yesterday came up, he starts speaking to SearchMan, Forte assumed they were good friends, Blues was it?

They pass a large cafeteria area in order to reach these two big, heavy doors, the place looks clean enough, Forte noted, perhaps being a janitor won't be so hard after all.

Outside now, everyone stops, SearchMan ended up dragging Forte, quite literally, to the front, alongside him were Blues and Colonel.

"Alright men!" General shouts, "The enemy was easy to defeat last time! Now we do have ourselves a prisoner, Forte, the very supposed legend himself will be our personal janitor!"

All eyes were quickly on Forte, the independent NetNavi found himself feeling quite shy and embarrassed, reduced to a janitor of all things, how humiliating.

"But anyway, you know the drill! Everyone jog around the base! Under 10 minutes you all should have a mile! Forte," General's eyes land right on him "I don't know what your fitness is like, but I would like you to go try, keep up if you can."

Forte blushes, he felt so embarrassed, even more so with the upcoming event, he's used to floating around, he may be strong, but jogging just isn't his thing, not without his incredible speed powers! Besides, these limiters make him pretty tired easily…

"Now git! All of you!" With General's final command, everyone went.

Forte had thought about rebelling, but given his predicament, being surrounded by so many NetNavis, and nearly powerless, perhaps being rebellious wouldn't be his better option, so he chooses to follow.

It was easy at first, but General never said there were obstacles, the obstacles being tires and mostly rocks, at least there aren't any giant walls to climb.

Forte grin as he finds his way to the very front of the group, 'What idiots,' he thinks ' I truly am the supreme NetNavi! Someday they will all be under me, begging to have their lives spared! Someday-' his thoughts are interrupted when he trips, and lands, hard, face first.

"Ouch," SearchMan remakes as he along with Blues and Colonel jog on by.

Forte, angrily, forces himself up, despite the pain, he brushes himself off and continues on. Humiliated even more, is he starting to look like a joke now?! He is afraid to know, but fears even more that he already knows the answer.

"Good job, excellent job!" General smiles as all his troops begin to arrive, Forte was the very last. But still a full mile was done in under ten minutes.

"Did ya have a nice fall, Forte?" SearchMan asks, patting the smaller Navi on the back. Clearly he was joking, but Forte still feels even angrier and more embarrassed.

General takes front stage before the troops, "Now all of you drop down and give me fifty!"

Everyone quickly falls down, in unison they all begin to go up and down, Forte joins in, a tad later than the others, but he swears that General is mostly watching him. Around twenty and Forte already starts to feel tired, he gets worried, he doesn't want to look weak! But the limiters are draining him.

"What's the matter, soldier?" Before Forte was a large shadow, the voice belonging to the general "Are you tired already?"

The others were all done already, now everyone was staring at Forte, who was quick to defend himself.

"The limiters drain my energy, this isn't my best!"

But General ignores him, "The rest of you go on the bars and give me one hundred pull-ups, I will stay and watch Forte…"

The others obey, all leaving to go to some metallic bars, Forte stops at his twenty-fifth push-up, resting in an up position.

"Is this the best you can do?" General asks.

"No!" Forte shouts.

"Come on then! You're gonna have to live with those things on your wrists, and that means building stamina! Even with those things if you work hard enough, you will get physically tougher! Now let me see what you got!"

Forte drops onto the ground, only twenty-six push-ups under his belt. His arms were in pain and his lungs burned.

"Come on, weakling!" General shouts.

Weakling. Never before has Forte even been called that, at least not to his knowledge. It isn't a good feeling. His anger builds even more, and his face grows red from both the fury and the rising embarrassment.

"What do you think this is, a play-day in the sandbox? UP!" General shouts even louder.

Forte grits his teeth and uses what little strength he has to push himself up, but he doesn't get too far and he collapses back onto the ground.

"That wasn't a push-up! Up! I need twenty-seven!"

So he was watching him.

"Did you hear me? I said-"

"QUIET!" Forte shouts, "You shut the FUCK up! I will delete you, slowly, painfully! Do you know who I am?!"

"You're a weak, mentally ill child who desires to go back home and suck on his daddy's thumb!"

"Oh you're gonna get it!"

"What do you wanna do? You're powerless!"

At this point all the other men were standing alongside the two, staring at the scene.

Forte stands up and charges at General, his arm was glowing purple, he intended to hurt the Navi, but only found himself back on the ground, shock fills his mind and body as he falls.

"Was that an attempted assault, soldier?"

Forte looks up at the sky, he almost feels like crying, something he is sure he hasn't done in a long time.

"Everyone go inside to the cafeteria, you too, Forte." With that, General turns and heads toward two cabins off to the side.

Forte stands up and crosses his arms, he looks off to the side where a bunch of trees lie, he sees from the corner of his eye SearchMan walking over to him, but he refuses to lock eyes with the Navi.

"Oh come now it wasn't that bad." The taller Navi says, his voice very upbeat.

Forte remains silent, he hopes this isn't one of those cases where silence means defeat, he hates losing.

"Look," SearchMan starts back up "we're all going in for whatever is on the menu, care to join or are you just gonna stand there and stare at the trees like an idiot?"

Forte turns at SearchMan, he wanted to say a brilliant remark but found none, he feels defeated on so many levels. With nothing to say, he starts inside once again. SearchMan goes to grab Forte's hand, but Forte pulls away, he glares angrily at SearchMan, asking why he went for his hand like that, but SearchMan merely laughs and claims he was afraid Forte would get lost. Forte scoffs at such a statement.

"Looks like we're last in like cause of you," SearchMan points out "All the good stuff might be taken by then!"

"Like I care." Forte says "Look how dirty this place suddenly is!" Mud and dirt is everywhere, this is going to be a pain to clean later.

"Well we were out jogging in the mud, good luck with this later! I imagine right after we are done eating General will tell you to get started."

"Well this is just swell."

"You dragged yourself into this."

"Actually you did. I was fine killing off the Navis in that base."

"Killing them? They captured you."

"That was after many kills, I'll have you know."

"Hey I'm not saying you didn't kill anyone, just saying you were captured, at least here you won't be some slave doomed to be taking some dude up the ass every ten minutes, those Navis aren't like us, they don't have feelings ya know."

Forte choses not to respond, SearchMan turns back around and talks to some of the guys ahead of him. The line got shorter and shorter. Eventually SearchMan did turn back around.

"Say, Forte."

Forte looks up, "What?"

"Do you have a peanut allergy?"

"No, why?"

"Cause it seems peanut butter toast and coffee are all that's left."

Forte admitted to himself one thing, he liked Blues, Colonel was ok, but Blues was cool, very chill, very...attractive. Breakfast has came and went, the food was ok, better than what Forte usually finds outside, he steals these things, but he's had plenty of cases where he wouldn't be able to find some NetNavi carrying around anything, so he would search in forests, as if he would ever even think about waltzing into some restaurant! He's far too mysterious for that, no matter how good the coffee is! He finds ways to take them.

But away from that thought, Forte was currently thinking how the hell he would clean all this mud off the floor without giving himself a god awful backache, he is already down on his knees scrubbing some dirt where as all the others were at "their positions", whatever that meant.

'Have these guys not heard of welcome mats? Like really! And this cafeteria is huge!' He stands up and grabs his mop, he starts to work at another stain, this one was purple for some reason.

"Stupid imbeciles." Forte complains aloud "I would kill em all if I could."

"Are you ok?"

Forte didn't recognize the voice, it sounded rather soft and girly. He turns around and bam, there stood a girl. "Yeah..."

The blue female nods "Daddy told me that we had a new janitor, the last one had a heart attack, very terrifying, wanted to see if you needed some help."

"I'm good..." He couldn't help but notice, she's beautiful, very, very beautiful, he hasn't seen many female NetNavis, the few he seen were pretty, but this one takes the icing straight from the cake.

"I'm SplashWoman."

"Forte."

"Forte? Wait, you really are the Shadow of the Net aren't you?"

"That's what they call me, I much prefer the ultimate NetNavi, or God of Destruction."

"I see, man you're a legend! Many Navis don't even think you exist."

"SplashWoman!" It was General's voice.

"Coming, Daddy! I have to go, it was nice to meet you, Forte."

"Yeah, you too..." Forte turns around, but as she began leaving he turns his head back around, her butt was so nice, so round, her hips sway as she walked, and she left the area smelling like apples.

Forte grips the mop harder 'Why does every female have to be so tempting?!' He scrubs hard at the purple mess, trying to ignore all the dirty thoughts he was already having.

Forte opens a door, and closes it behind him, he sees a NetNavi sitting alone on his bed. "I'm here," Forte says "What do you want?"

The NetNavi smiles "General said you were our new janitor, and I made a mess over in the corner of the room."

Forte looks at the left corner, there was a rather huge stain at the wall, he walks over to it and gets down on his knees, and starts to scrub.

'I just got the damn cafeteria done and now this...'

"So," the Navi, who's name Forte still doesn't know, starts back up "you're the talk around here, ya know that?"

"Don't care."

"Well don't be so rude...you meet SplashWoman yet?"

"Yes, earlier."

"She's quite the babe ain't she? I don't know who created her but they did a hell of a job, what I wouldn't give to suck on those juicy tits of hers."

"I don't need to hear this."

"Sorry, it's just, well, we men can only go so long, right?"

"Some of us do have standards."

"Hey man I have standards, I won't fuck some filthy whore ya get me? I mean, I don't need no STD or some shit like that."

"Alright, tell me, what did got do to make this stain? It won't come out..."

"You're real nice looking ya know that, Mr. Shadow of the Net."

Forte blushes a bit "Oh," he feels flattered, of course he doesn't want it to show "what's this stain made of?"

"Hey, this might sound a bit crazy, but if I pay you, will you suck my dick?"

Forte raises a brow "Pay me? In what?"

"Well, what do you want? My NetOp did send me some chocolate cake."

Forte smiles, cake, he hasn't had that, well, he isn't sure! He knows he's had it before, but can't remember when. He also recalls chocolate was his favorite, and he can never find a random stand that sells any, so the offer sounds intriguing.

Forte looks at the door, half expecting someone to walk in for some reason, "Ok, but gimme the cake first."

"It's right over there on the dresser."

Forte stands up and heads to the dresser, he sees a small chocolate cake slice wrapped nearly in a plastic wrapper, Forte saw all the chocolaty goodness all over it, and nods. "Alright. Present me your needy cock, my mouth is wet and waiting."

The Navi grins, "Oh, it's right here."

Forte bends down on his knees before the Navi, he takes a hold of the erected dick and gives it a lick from the bottom to the top slowly. The Navi shudders upon touch and Forte gives a sultry grin, looking up into his eyes, then taking it slowly into his mouth, making sure plenty of drool got on the corner of his mouth. He works his tongue around the stiff meat and starts to guide it deeper down his throat, moving his head up and down the length. The Navi shudders again and Forte removes it from his mouth and proceeds to spit on it, then jerking his hand up and down, spreading the saliva all over. He then takes the tip into his mouth and bobs up and down the head, swirling his tongue around the slit, his right hand goes on the shaft, he motions it up and down, but also uses his wrist to turn his hand a little too. His first time sucking dick may have been last night, but he knows enough what to do, he's done handjobs enough times in the past to know how firm to hold it, and which motions were the most stimulating. When the groans get louder and deeper, this means he should grip harder, move faster, and help him finish.

The Navi had came in no time, Forte had only switched his hands once before feeling the Navi's semen drip all down his throat. He stands up, grabs his cake, and leaves, trying to now hide his arousal that he got. With dirty thoughts, once again, in mind, he heads to the nearest bathroom, behind him, SearchMan went to scratch his head in confusion.

A/N: I know NetNavis can't eat, at least not in the games, but cake-obsessed Forte is cute. Anyhow, I wanted to get this chapter up yesterday but I was busy, so here it is today! Any thoughts will be appreciated!