(Okay... I might or might not like XL Terrestrial a bit more now that I read something that turned him into a druggie. Shut up. Also, every other story I read with this guy had him report to some commander.)

XL Terrestrial wasn't shy.

He had arrived to Earth when he was fourteen.

Mission? Report to his higher ups about what Earth was like.

It wasn't long till Brother Blood found him, and XL may have 'forgotten' to send in reports for a couple months. After the place blew up, XL was found and got his ear chewed off... well, more like antenna. Literally.

But after that, he kept up. He sent in the bare minimum of information he needed to send in, mainly because of well...

Earth culture was insane.

His closest friend was a duplicating person from the southern part of the USA, his 'enemy' was a silent teleporter from who knows where, and he constantly stole and fought- which is against the laws of the planet. Thank cripes that his leaders didn't know.

One thing XL loved about this planet was the art, though. Of course, he hadn't learned to draw until his last year at HIVE. But it still intrigued him.

A loud knocking was heard at his door and XL rolled his eyes. Out of memories now. "Hey, XL, you dead? You've been in there for two days!" It was his 'leader', See-More. Another thing XL didn't get- these people, even though they were constantly fighting against each other, watched out for each other.

That never happened on XL's home planet, not ever. XL got up and answered the door. "Okay, you're not dead. What have you been doing?" XL pointed towards his desk, towards an enormous sketch. See-More walked over and whistled. "Nice... this is all of us, right?" XL nodded and with his note pad, wrote, 'Yes. I am almost done with the basic sketch, then I will use chalks to finish it.' See-More nodded, then cocked his head to the side. "I thought you normally drew porn, though."

XL rolled his eyes and wrote, 'Normally, I draw nude females. But that actually CAN get boring after a while.' See-More laughed loudly and said, "I never thought that was possible. But get down to the kitchen, when was the last time you ate?"

XL pointed towards his desk again, where several candy wrappers and chip bags lay. "Oh. Okay, but warn us when your in shy-mode again, will ya?" XL nodded.

See-More walked out, and XL heard Punk Rocket yelling at Kyd for something before the door shut and silence reigned again.

He grabbed the pencil and continued sketching.

XL wasn't shy, he was selfish.

He wanted this crazy, hypocritical world to his knowledge alone.

Nice... I like how this one turned out. XL is amazing... Also, I am home now, so expect updates to come easier. Bye byes! Remember to review!

(IMPORTANT NOTE: I lost the order in which the oneshots came in. So they might be a bit out of order later. Please don't shoot me.)