MTOW: Prologue.

Arc 4: Hidden Secrets

Overnight, Zeltin is reading the book from the Mixopolis Middle School library called "Planet Mixel Mythologies" and is amazed about how many there are.

"Ah, how interesting. I guess this is what that slimeball was saying about reading this. I should thank him for that." Zeltin said.

The lightbulb sun begins to rise as a new day starts. "Hmm, so this is what the locals call a sunrise, huh? It's... quite remarkable." Zeltin remarked.

Later at the school in Mixing 101, the students are once again getting situated at their desks and the teacher walks in for the morning announcements.

"Okay, class. Sadly because of the damages from yesterday's incident with Zeltin, the library is gonna be off limits for repairs for the rest of the semester." The teacher said.

"It's quite unfortunate what happened yesterday, that Zeltin can get ballistic at times." The principal said.

"Well, let's get back to more uplifting announcements." The teacher said.

"The long-awaited Rockball game in the gym will take place shortly after lunch! It's bound to be tons of fun!" The principal remarked.

"Yes!!! I swear, you all are gonna LOVE Rockball!" Rocky said.

"Oh, puh-leaze! The reason you want the gym to hold Rockball games instead of Murpball games is because Punkchure popped all the Cubit Balls last time!" Combustor said.

"And isn't Rockball a little like, violent? Especially if they catch fire and explode?" Astroy remarked.

"We hope no incidents like that happen. We spared no expense in making the boulders fireproof." The principal said.

"I might not participate in that sport, Murpball is still my kind of game." Mixadel said.

"We're trying to order more Cubit Balls for the gym but the company that makes them won't respond to our e-mails!" The principal said while speaking into his megaphone.

"Agh... noted." Mixadel said in a daze.

"Does he always speak into that megaphone of his?" Cloo said.

"Yeah, and it's really loud." Nummie said.

"Well, let's get class started. I'll start by handing out worksheets." The teacher said.

Astroy gasps in fear that it might be a pop quiz. "No, gears for brains, it's NOT a pop quiz!" Combustor said.

"Yeah, it's the assignment we had to work for over the summer." Pyrope remarked.

"That doesn't make it any more terrifying!" Astroy said.

"Well, you don't really have a choice. If you chicken out, you'll fail the semester and possibly get held back!" Cayno remarked.

After the worksheets are handed out, Zeltin walks into the classroom holding the book he has. 

"Zeltin, you're late! Class has already started!" The teacher said.

"Ah, time doesn't matter, ma'am." Zeltin said.

"Whatever, here's a worksheet and a pencil. Go to your desk." The teacher said.

Zeltin takes the supplies and goes to his desk. He sits down and looks at the paper.

"Huh, foreign science seems to be the objective on this. I think I can complete this assignment." Zeltin said.

Later during class, Astroy turns in his worksheet and is graded a B+. "Hmm, pretty good information. But you did get some info and some of the illustrations wrong, but otherwise. Pretty good." The teacher said.