Damn writer's block! Btw, for the sake of the story, primids will have the ability to speak english, as seen in an earlier chapter.

Chapter 21:Mona's Plan

"Okay, this is even stupider than Crygor's plan,"Wario grumbled. They were all carrying a giant pizza box and wearing mustaches, except for Wario himself, who was actually in the box.

"Well, it can't go much worse than his did,"9-Volt remarked.

"Give me a break already,"Crygor said irritably."I thought the effects would last just a bit longer."

"Well, it didn't and that's why we're doing this plan,"Mona said, somewhat annoyed by their lack of faith in her plan.

"It's still stupid,"Wario said bluntly.

"Shush!"Mona said as they walked up to the doorway.

"Can I help you..."the Primid at the door started, then paused to take a good look at Mona, still 'disguised.' She smiled sheepishly."Sir?"The primid finished in a guessing tone.

"Ahh, yeah. We got-a your-a pizza here,"Mona said in the worst Italian accent imaginable. By some miraculous stroke of luck, the primid bought it. However...

"Oh, but...we didn't order a pizza,"he said, then turned to the other guard with a questioning look."Did we?"The other guard just shrugged.

"Well-a, this-a pizza has-a to go-a somewhere,"Mona said, motioning to the others to put the box down."And we ain't-a leavin' without-a the money."The guard scratched his head.

"But we didn't order anything!"he protested. Mona and the two guards began to argue over the 'pizza', causing many other guards to come and watch the spectacle, giving the others the distraction needed to get inside without being noticed. They quickly ran inside an empty room and shut the door behind them.

"I can't believe that worked either,"Kat said, throwing off the fake mustache.

"Again, never underestimate a primid's stupidity,"Wario said with a sigh.

"Agh! I think some hair from that mustache got in my nose!"Dribble howled, clawing at his nose.

"Quiet!"Wario growled."Follow me. I think I know a way to take care of the enemies in that one room."

"You mean one we nearly die in?"Orbulon asked dryly. Wario rolled his eyes.

"We're not going in the room, E.T,"he said irritably."We just need to find the security control room. C'mon."The group swiftly began to sneak through the hallways, being careful to avoid the security cameras and taking out a good amount of primid, just like last time. Eventually, they made it to the security room, stopping just outside the door. They slowly peeked their heads in to see...absolutely nobody in the room.

"Umm..."9-Volt muttered."Why aren't the primids in here?"

"They too confident,"Orbulon said, causing everyone to look it him strangely."Is not obvious? They believe that because there are many of them, they no need this room. Either that or they not know how to operate equipment."

"Yeah, that's probably it,"Crygor remarked, the group walking into the room. He and Orbulon began to fiddle with the controls, figuring out what everything did while the others kept a lookout.

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Meanwhile...

Mona and the guards were still arguing. By now, every outside guard were watching them.

"I'm telling you, we can't even EAT!"the Primid guard said."We don't even MOUTHS! See!"He pointed to his face, which was, indeed, without a mouth.

"Well, then-a how-a are you arguing-a with-a me, then?"Mona asked. The guard slapped his forehead.

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While everyone but Mike continued to do their jobs, the robot was looking around boredly, if a robot could even get bored. He looked in his creator's direction and saw something that made him grin widely:a microphone on the complicated console.(A/N:Oh boy. This isn't gonna end well.) He walked up next to his creator and grabbed it, but Crygor was too occupied with what he was doing to notice him. He turned his own volume up to max, then, as if he couldn't get any stupider, he turned up the security mic's volume to max. When they heard a screech from the mic, the group turned their heads to see what was going on.

"MIKE! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"they all screamed. Mike began to scream his theme song into the mic, causing it to echo throughout the building and beyond. The loud noise was too much for some of the weaker creatures to take, and they exploded when they couldn't take anymore.

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Outside the building, everyone was on their knees, clutching their heads. Through the singing, they heard a distinct conversation take place.

"Mike! Put that thing down!"

"You're gonna blow our cover! Not to mention blow Mona's cover!"

"BAD ROBOT! BAD ROBOT!"The singing was quickly replaced with sounds of scuffling, then everything was abrubtly quiet after that. Everyone outside shook the pain out of their heads.

"Blow our cover?"the Primid guard repeated, then his eyes widened."Wait a second."He marched over to Mona and tore her fake mustache off her face, and they all stared at her angrily.

She gulped."Oops. Im'a goner,"she said in her terrible Italian accent. They all charged up their attacks when she disappeared in a puff of smoke once more.

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Everyone reappeared in Ashley's room once again.

"So, typical failure, huh?"she asked. They all stared angrily at her.

"Thank you ever so much for your words of encouragement,"Mona said sarcastically.

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End of chapter

Yeesh, this chapter is short. But like I said, writer's block. Sorry.