*This Omake is NOT canon.

*Also this is gonna get meta.

Omake: Omni-anon

"My name's Four Arms." The Tetramand introduces himself with such a lack of enthusiasm and it borders on being sad and tired. "And I'm an Omnitrix alien."

He pauses unsure of what to say or how to continue. "Uh, let's see, I'm twelve feet tall. I, uh, weigh 633 pounds. And I guess I'm like super strong? Any who, what else? Um, I'm a Tetramand and that's cool, but we're all like super strong and stuff. We can lift several times our own weight. So I guess that makes me the muscle of the group. Yeah, I'm the muscle. I mean I'm very good at what I do, probably the best I know. The thing is…It's Hero Time is the name of the story. And it stars Izuku Midoriya or rather Deku. So, yeah naturally Deku is the hero. He's nice enough as heroes go, he definitely saves the day really well. But, uh, well if you got an advanced alien watch that can turn you into aliens, how hard can it be? But if he was a regular kid, or whatever, I guarantee you he will not be able to save the day as quickly." But then again, the kid's nothing but surprises.

"When Deku does a good job, he gets a medal." Or at least in the case of the Sports Festival he did. "And praise and notoriety and whatever. But are there medals for lifting things really well and punching bad guys for him? To that I say, ha! And…no, there aren't." He gets no notoriety.

"I've been doing this, well, in the context of the story, for two years now. But if we consider how long I've, um, let's say…been part of the "show". Well then, it's a while, hasn't it? And I've seen a lot of transformations come and go. Kinda sad who gets dropped or gets altered to the point that they're unrecognizable." Hang on he's getting off track here.

"Look, a steady Omnitrix gig is nothing to sneeze at, I'm very lucky. It's just…I gotta say it becomes hard to love your job when no one seems to even notice you for doing it." Everyone sees the face that comes after, and that's who they remember. They remember and praise Deku after his time is up.

"I don't know. Maybe I wouldn't be feeling this way if things were different after work. Work as in hero work. Like why not bring me out every now and again to do a puzzle? I'd be good at that with my extra limbs. Or cooking, I've always wanted to learn how to cook, ya know? But no…Deku and the rest of his classmates go hang out in their homes, which were just "saved"…" Even if not directly saved but still.

"They go to their homes, and I go to mine…which is a watch. Yeah, a watch. It can do everything but tell time, ironically. But I guess I can't bellyache too much. It's actually a lot more spacious than you think. I got my black and green walls. The sterile metallic floor. My exercise equipment. And if that sounds uncomfortable, it's not. I'm-I'm good." Oh, and they always have a little window portal that allows them to see what's going on in view of the Omnitrix. Like what is Deku up to and…what's going on in his life.

"But…if I'm really honest with myself. I see Deku up there…get patted on the back, people (his mom) giving him pie…thanking him…so happy to see him all the time. Sometimes I think… Man, sure must be nice being the hero…" And with that Four Arms let's out a heavy somber sigh, his soft gaze lingering downward.

And then, on que, a soft round of applause reverberates around the little room.

Four Arms peers up to find his fellow Omnitrix aliens all sitting in a circle, giving him a kind round of applause, in thanks to him for sharing his story. Most of the Omnitrix aliens that Izuku has unlocked are here so far, all of them seated on folding chair, Four Arms and then to his left we have Water Hazard, then Ditto, to Big Chill, Terraspin, Rath, Heatblast, Grey Matter, Feedback, XLR8, Stinkfly, Buzzshock, Diamondhead, Wildvine, and Ripjaws. Oh, and even Rattle's here, the goofy yet somewhat disturbing alien from the OVA has taken a seat to Four Arms' left.

Although their kind claps are comforting, the small conference-like room is not. With blank sterile walls that make this place feel a bit claustrophobic, especially since it only has one exit. There is a table to the side with an assortment of snacks and a water jug. But the only real decoration is the large banner that reads this support group's name and modo: "Omni-anon: One Chapter at a Time."

"Nice share, Four Arms." Grey Matter thanks, seated at the head of the circle, opposite of Four Arms. "As fellow Omnitrix aliens we've all felt what you're feeling and…we've come to terms with it."

Four Arms sits up in disbelief. "Really?"

"Right, here."

Rath gently drops his water cup onto the floor, raising his other hand in greeting as he does so. "Hi, Rath is Rath, and Rath is an Omnitrix alien."

In unison, like a boring yet kind routine, everyone chimes in to greet the Appoplexian. "Hi, Rath."

With the introduction done, Rath addresses the Tetramand. "Let me tell you something, Four Arms who is one of the most iconic and one of the OG transformations for both this fanfic and the quote-on-quote show as a whole. Rath can relate to you."

Four Arms sits up, his interest piqued.

"Rath is just like you. Strong. Fierce. Angry. And Strong!"

Four Arms frowns. "You said strong already."

"I know! Because Rath is twice as strong!" Rath roars, leaning forward in his fold up chair. "Rath's so strong, Rath can crush a man's skull like sparrow's egg between his thighs." For effect he slaps his thigh, which echoes out.

Everyone nods, nobody doubting his claim.

"And Rath thinks, why does Rath have to be so strong and fierce? And angry?! Maybe Rath not used outside of fighting because Rath is too strong and too angry?!" Why can't Rath be more like Grey Matter or Big Chill?" Why can't he be smart and levelheaded?

Rath pauses and delivers his moment of revelation. "Then Rath has a moment of clarity. If Rath is not angry or strong then who will crush man's skull like sparrow's egg between thighs?" He slaps his thigh again, and once again it echoes out. "And Rath says, Rath you are an angry guy but that does not mean you are an Angry Guy…?" Okay even Rath's not sure if he stuck the landing on it but maybe his point got across.

To everyone else it did as the aliens clap and thank him for his words of wisdom.

Four Arms, however… "Right… I'm sorry, I just-you lost me there."

Suddenly, Rattle shoots up in his seat, startling Four Arms. "Me Rattle…! Me Omnitrix Alien…!"

Like before everyone greets the Wrighter. "Hi, Rattle."

Rattle jerks around in his seat, his seemingly dead gaze peering, or at least trying to look up at Four Arms. "Rath saying labels not make you happy… Strong… Fast… Fly… Graaagh…! You must love you…" For effect he falls over, leaning against Four Arms arm while smiling up at him.

"Yeah!" An over excited Ripjaws leaps up from beside Rattle. "Inside here!"

Ripjaws lunges forward, his claw grabbing Rattle's chest and yanking it forward! The grinning and unharmed Rattle collapses into pieces as Ripjaws grips the alien's severed torso. "Oops." Ripjaws drops the severed torso, shrugging. "I was going for his heart, but you get it, right?! Because you gotta love yourself, with your heart! Get it?!"

He waits for laughter but receives nothing but blank stares.

"Nevermind…"

Four Arms shakily nods his head, leaning away from the disembodied alien parts. "Ew! Y-yeah, yeah I get, ew…"

Water Hazard sits up, placing a gentle hand on Four Arms' shoulder, trying to comfort him. "We all just have to learn to love ourselves, Four Arms. I know it seems weird and confusing but in time I'm sure you'll come to understand."

"I guess you're right." Four Arms agrees, already starting to feel better after airing his feelings and hearing everyone else's views. And Water Hazard's kind gesture sure is comforting. "Thanks, Overflow."

Water Hazard winces. "I'm Water Hazard, actually." He corrects.

Four Arms jolts up, realizing that he let his tongue slip. "Oh, right. Sorry."

Water Hazard accepts it, leaning back in his seat.

Four Arms sighs, there's still more bothering him. He just doesn't want to accept that he's nothing more than the muscle. Then to be called upon only when he's needed and not any other time. He never gets to do more…not in their situation at least. "But here's the thing… I don't wanna be an Omnitrix alien anymore."

Immediately everyone gasps in shock, each one reacting differently to the absurd declaration. Heatblast chokes spitting up flames, Big Chill falls/phases through chair out of surprise, Ditto clones himself with the original fainting, the clone multiplies, and it faints, then the next and so on. Buzzshock flips out and rockets up to the ceiling as even Diamondhead falls backwards in his seat!

Ripjaws shoot out of his seat in shock. "You can't mess with the author's plan, Four Arms."

Heatblast eyes the Tetramand suspiciously "You're not going Freak, are you?"

"Freak?!" Four Arms is offended by the accusation. "No, I'm not going Freak! Come on guys!" Does a Freak want a friend? Or a medal? Or a piece of pie every once in a while? Does a Freak want more out of life?!"

Rattle responds, the irony going over his head. "Y-yeees…"

Four Arms glares at him for answering.

Grey Matter, however, manages to keep his cool and approach this professionally. "Four Arms my friend, we get it. But we can't change who we are. And the sooner you accept that the better off you and your life will be."

Four Arms really doesn't like that. It sounds too much like giving up.

Someone else chimes in. "I think you're getting the wrong idea pal."

Everyone turns forward, towards Feedback who's leaning forward in his seat with a thoughtful expression.

Once everyone's attention is on him, he greets them all with a wave. "Hi, I'm Feedback and I'm an Omnitrix alien."

And once again they all greet him. "Hi, Feedback."

"Look I get it. What you're really saying is that you want to be more. Do more. Be seen more. Is that right?"

Four Arms nods, giving the Conductoid a shrug. "Yeah, I guess it is."

"I thought so. You want to have fun; you want more time to be recognized throughout the story. Right?"

"Yeah, you get it." Four Arms looks to everyone, expecting similar feelings from them as well. "I mean I can count how many times I've been used in this fanfic alone with all my hands. Although…I do have four of them so maybe that's not a fair metaphor but still!"

"I know. I know." Feedback waves. "And since the roster's only growing there's less chances for you to shine. For all of us to shine for that matter." His smile becomes soft and sympathetic, accepting of their situation which is not at all as bad as one would think. "Sometimes we gotta take what we can get and make the most of it. And that's okay."

Four Arms frowns. "Is it though?"

"It is. I mean we all can't share the spotlight." And there's the sad truth. With the current rules set in place and how the story is going and being written, they all can't get the same amount of screen time. Some will appear more than others do for one reason or another: whether the author thought it made sense, or it was the right call, or even if it was funny. Either way not all of them can appear as much as they would like.

"But clearly the author is trying to address that." Feedback truly believes that full-heartedly.

"You think so?"

"I know so. I mean, hello, think about where we are. What we're doing. Who's ever seen this?" Feedback grins gesturing to his fellow aliens inside the conference room. "A bunch of Omnitrix aliens hanging out in the same place, at the same time, interacting with each other. Who comes up with this stuff?"

The others nod all of them finding it humorous from the stoic Diamondhead to the shy Terrapin, and even the quiet and calm Big Chill.

"Look, the author is clearly trying." Feedback continues, fully adamant about this. "He set limits for the Omnitrix and this is the price we pay for it. But I do believe that's gonna change down the line. Also, he is giving us more screen time, more time to shine and be ourselves." He turns to his fellow aliens. "Heck look at Rattle!"

They do, watching on as Rattle sits up and grins back at them.

"He was introduced in an OVA and was never supposed to be here again. But here he is. Why? Because the author and the readers like him. They saw him. They recognized him." And thus, he might be sticking around and might one day jump over to the main storyline. "And look he's just happy that he gets a role or gets to be seen, even if it's tiny. Right, buddy?"

"Yeah…!" Rattle grins, happily content with his situation.

Feedback grins, leaning back in his seat, swinging his arm over the backrest. "Not to brag but I loved the 'Omake: Superpower Test - Feedback' and not just because it was about me!" Although that may have been part of it. So, he's biased. So what? "Sure, it gave me some personal time to shine and show my stuff but it also gave me hope. Hope that we'll all get our own chapters and more interactions and screen time. Not just in the main story but even here. Through Omakes and OVAs. And you know what? I love it. I do. The simplicity. Yet the originality and creativity. Even if it's a borrowed premise, I love it! And I like to think that everyone here does too?"

As a matter of fact, they all appreciate it greatly. These Omakes and OVAs give them a chance to do something different, to be more than kickass fighting machines. Which they are proud of to be fair, but they can do more.

Feedback grins up at Four Arms who has the smallest glimmer of hope in his eyes. "There is more for us out there, it's coming, I feel it."

Four Arms…actually smiles. For the first time this whole meeting he gives a genuinely hope filled smile.

Rath shouts out. "Hey!"

Four Arms turns to the tiger man.

Rath smiles and holds up a single finger. "One Chapter at a Time, Four Arms."

Four Arms smiles, his chest filling with a new sense of hope and drive.

*KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!*

Everyone sits up in their seats, turning towards the sealed door.

Diamondhead frowns at the door. "Who's out there?"

Grey Matter snaps his fingers. "It's probably Bullfrag. It was his turn to walk Wildmutt, today, after all."

"I'll get it." Ditto leaps out of his seat, hurrying to the door and swinging it open. "Hey there Bullf-WOAH, MAMA!"

Everyone gasps, nearly tumbling out of their seats as others get to their feet so they can have a better look at the newcomer.

"You're big!" Ditto screams out in shock, feeling like he's at risk of being trampled over.

"Uh, yeah, hi." The newcomer greets, waving their big hand around. "I'm the new guy. So I thought it'd be a good idea to stop by and say hello."

Everyone just stares back at the newcomer, they each exchange looks of confused awkwardness, unsure of how to proceed.

Four Arms watches the newcomer and after a moment he raises a hand in greeting. "Yo… What up?"

* This Omake was inspired by the opening scene of Disney's "Wreck It Ralph." I love that movie; I find it so charming and sweet. In more ways than one ;)

*And yes, the newcomer is an alien that will be introduced in Ch.55 More Than Meets the Eye Part II. Any guesses on who it is?

*UPDATE* Ch.55 More Than Meets the Eye Part II is actually all done. BUT I don't want to post it until next week because I wanna try to get ahead on the chapter that comes after it. So Ch.55 More Than Meets the Eye Part II will for sure be posted Thursday or Friday of next week. 100%!