SRMTHG is property of Disney. I am not affiliated with them in any way. Just a fan writing a fic, hence the name fanfic. Yeah.
Trouble with the Matter Transporter
The sun shined down on a giant pile of scrap metal in the middle of a grassy field.
Unfortunately, that giant scrap pile was the Super Robot.
Everybody on the team was annoyed about this as you could imagine, but a few of the members were really peeved. Otto didn't want to think about how long it would take him to calculate the damage much less repair it, Nova's leg had been injured in the battle (which they had almost lost) that caused the Super Robot so much destruction…
…and then there was Sprx, who was whining in a corner. Though the Super Robot was messed up all over, there was one large hole in the side of it that stood out. This was, er, had been Sprx's room.
"What am I going to do?!" the red monkey sobbed.
"Look on the bright side!" Otto said, putting on a fake smile. "You were cleaning out your room, so most of your stuff was in the main room!"
"But that was my room!" Sprx continued. "I already miss it! I can still smell the new paint job! Do you know how long that took me?!" the flood gate burst and Sprx began to bawl loudly. Antauri came over, covering his ears with his hands.
"You can move your bed into my room and bunk with me if you want." Antauri heard himself say.
"Really?" Sprx said, sniffling. "Thank you!"
With a decent amount of repairs done, everybody went inside to relax. Chiro was getting some extra training, Nova, was in bed seeing only one of her legs worked, Gibson was working on some new invention, Otto was lending Gibson a hand, and Antauri was (big surprise) meditating.
This was where the trouble began.
Antauri was in the chambers of his soul. Everything was so quiet, it would make your ears hurt.
"Take that! And that!"
Antauri snapped out of his meditation and hit the ground. Sprx had pulled out a punching bag and begun blowing the stuffing out of it. If they weren't already a monkey short due to Mandarin going evil on them, Antauri might have killed him.
"Sprx…" Antauri said in his usual calm voice. "…can you calm down a little?"
"But after that last attack I need to keep my guard up!" Sprx protested.
"Then can you do that some other time?" Antauri asked.
Sprx nodded and threw the bag into his box of stuff. Antauri slipped back into his soul.
"Hum hmmm hum!"
Antauri fell down again. With nothing else to do, Sprx had sat down, twiddled his fingers, and begun to hum something terribly out of tune. Antauri tried being more blunt. "Sprx, I can't meditate with you making noise." This, of course, is something Sprx should have known, but a reminder never hurt.
Sprx thought for a moment. He got an idea and smiled. "What if I turn my sound chip off?" he offered.
10 passwords later, Sprx smiled, opened his box of stuff, and got ready for round two of Sprx vs. the punching bag without fear of bugging Antauri, who tried meditating again.
"POUND! POUND! POUND!"
Falling out of meditation was really starting to hurt Antauri in the rear end. Sprx himself wasn't making noise, but apparently the punching bag's material was heavy and loud when hit.
That moment, something inside Antauri snapped.
"WILL YOU JUST KNOCK IT OFF?!"
Gibson typed in the wrong code causing an error, Otto almost cut right through one of his blades with the other, Chiro got blasted by a training bot in his distraction, Nova almost fell out of bed, and all four thought the world was coming to an end.
"How can one person be so annoying?!" Antauri asked frustrated.
Sprx started to talk, realized his voice chip was still of, and turned it on. "Me?! You expect the world to be dull with you! I have a right to practice and the kid said he was going to practice alone! What else can I do?"
"Can you just go later?" Antauri asked.
"Can't you just meditate later?" Sprx asked back.
"You wouldn't understand if I tried to answer that." Antauri said. "After all, controlling your powers is so-"
"Don't you dare say 'easy'!" Sprx interrupted. "You try handling giant magnets! All you do now is sit and 'connect with your soul.'" He said the last part mockingly.
"You have no idea the power I have to control!" Antauri defended.
"Mojo - Monkey!"
"Magnet – head!"
"SHUT UP!" Nova yelled through the door to Antauri's room as it slid open. She had shortened one of the human-sized crutches from the medical room and was using it as her own.
"Why don't you just use your jet packs?" Sprx asked.
"We are low on supplies at the moment." Gibson answered. He was right behind Nova along with Chiro and Otto. "We need to save rocket fuel for battles. I was about to come and tell you guys when I heard you yelling."
"What happened?" Chiro asked. "It sounded like Sprx was arguing with some…" The group turned toward Antauri. His fists were clenched, he was breathing heavily, and his eyes were glowing a fiery red. "…one."
The four put the picture together and scattered, all with some job they just remembered they had to do. The door slid shut behind them.
Before Sprx and Antauri could go back to yelling like a pair of five year olds, the door slid open again revealing Gibson in the hallway. "Sorry to interrupt." he said, sticking his head in. The blue monkey looked a little shaky and it showed in his voice. "I am testing a matter transporter and this room is the farthest from the testing room so I thought this would be a good place to see for far the device could-"
"Just install it." The two barked glaring at Gibson with red, glowing eyes.
Gibson creeped in holding a devise about the size of a Frisbee. The body was metallic and the edges were a transparent blue. His shaky hands placed it gently onto the floor in the center of the room. "Well... Um… BYE!" The blue monkey said running out the door, concerned for his life.
Alone again, Sprx and Antauri just glared at each other for a moment. The red faded from their eyes and from that moment on, they refused to even look at one another. Sprx pushed his cot to the opposite end of the room from Antauri's bed and both of them went to sleep, facing away from each other.