Day in the Omnitrix ~ S3

Countdown pt 1 ~ 10

*The next day*

(O10 tower, Living room. Diamondhead sits on the couch with his legs up on the destroyed coffee table, tossing a shard up and down. Wildmutt stares down out of the window at Xlr8 as he constantly circles the building. Ghostfreak is eating a bag of chips in the corner. Silence, and no one dares to break it. Heatblast walks into the pool room. He takes off his trenchcoat and sets it down beside the pool. He then steps down into the water and sinks to the bottom of the pool. He crosses his legs as he sits on the floor of the pool and begins to meditate. Stinkfly walks out of his room at the same time Four arms does. They lock eyes for a brief moment before Stinkfly slowly backs up back into his room. Four arms ignores what just happened and walks into the living room. He's wearing a tank top and black lounge pants. He then goes into the kitchen and opens the refrigerator. Stinkfly then walks out of his room and lays down on the other side of the couch. Diamondhead decides to break the silence)

Diamondhead: We can't sit here and say nothing forever.

Four arms: Been working so far.

Ghostfreak: Has it? We've accomplished jack shit since last night. Di Is right, we need to talk.

(Ghostfreak looks at Wildmutt. Wildmutt nods in agreement. Four arms grabs a beer and slams the fridge)

Four arms: Fine.

Diamondhead: Let's start with where it went...

Four arms: Why'd you let him go in alone?

(Diamondhead stops tossing the shard)

Wildmutt: (under his breath) Shit..

(Diamondhead stands up and looks at Four arms)

Diamondhead: Excuse me? Don't you dare put this on me.

Four arms: Why didn't you wait for us?

Diamondhead: Oh, wait for my backup that's scattered around Omni world.

Four arms: All you had to do was get us.

Diamondhead: I wouldn't need to get you if you never left in the first place. But no, Xlr8 had to go get some money, Ghostfreak was getting it on with Chill, Stinkfly was fearing for his damn life, all because you were pissed that you can't keep your slut of a daughter in check, and you were drinking your feelings away, because of said slut.

(Four arms crushes the beer in his hand)

Ghostfreak: You didn't even drink out of that you wasteful fuck.

Four arms: Don't you talk about my daughter like that, (points at Stinkfly) it was that little shit. He knew what he was doing

Diamondhead: You're blinded by your love for your kid. You're telling me that from the shit she did before, you're not in the slightest bit sceptical about this?

Ghostfreak: Is this really the best thing to be talking about right now?

(As they continue to argue, Wildmutt gets up and goes into the elevator. Ghostfreak floats down into it with him)

Ghostfreak: Where are you off to?

(Wildmutt is silent)

Ghostfreak: Newsflash Mr. Hitman, I've been in your head, no use for the silent treatment.

Wildmutt: Maybe sometimes I just don't want to talk

Ghostfreak: Maybe sometimes you should