Blue is the new Red

New objective

When he finally woke up, it was still dark, but that was because it was so early. He had shifted during the night to the foot of the bunk, his back to the foot of the bunk. Or had he been moved? It was too dark to see, so he went to activate his prototype Omnitrix for light, but to his horror and mostly confusion, he found that there was a clamp over it. When did that get there? "So. You're finally awake." Albedo froze.

He looked up, having to squint in the dark, but Tennyson's Tetrachromacy made it all that easier to see the person who had just spoken, who was sitting on the booth's table, facing the bunks. He sat up on the edge of the bunk to see better. The first thing he noticed was the lack of a right arm, the second was how roughed up he looked, and finally it was the scars. He had no trouble with color distinction now, and clearly saw the nasty scars this person bore.

  "If I may, why's there a clamp on my arm?" Ah, his accent, it never fails to make him sound off. The person snorted, like there was something he should already know and that this was simply a joke. "Don't play dumb, Warlord Tennyson, you know why that's there." Albedo's face scrunched up in confusion. Then realization hit him. "Warlord Tennyson? Is that was he's been usin' the most powerful tool in the Universe for? To play tyrant? I knew he was usin' it as a weapon, but the reason is completely ridiculous!" Now he was peeved. That was a complete waste of a peaceful device! "All that time, research, and resources go into buildin' that thing, and a mere child uses it for that?! If you're gonna use such a device as a weapon, then at least use it for good!" He threw his hands up in the air, exasperated. His host had a look of complete shock on their face, with a hint of surprise, like they weren't expecting that at all. "W-what...?" They blinked, clearly dumbfounded. Albedo sighed, lowering his hands and relaxing a little. "I ain't who you think I am. My name's Albedo, I'm a Galvan-turned-human, thanks to me buildin' a prototype of the Omnitrix-" He brought his clamped left arm up to show the other what he was talking about, as they had likely never heard the real name for the watch before. 

"-in order to make it easier for me to locate and retrieve the first watch, as it technically belongs to me now. My mentor Azmuth, the builder of the Omnitrix, gave me ownership. I have every right to take it back, whether I steal it back or simply ask. It's mine and I'd very much like it in my possession." The other sat there for a minute, then shook their head, like they were clearing their thoughts. "'Aight." Albedo tilted his head. "...'Aight?" His host rolled their eyes. "I believe you. No way in hell Tennyson is smart enough to make up shit like that. I've heard of your kind before, little gray dudes with bug eyes super brains, right?" He huffed, not noticing the curse. "In comparison to humans, yeah, we're highly intelligent. Azmuth is the most intelligent of us and is the smartest being in the universe. He claims he's only the smartest in three galaxies, but believe he's bein' too modest. He's also a pacifist, as am I." The other whistled, clearly amazed. "Yeah, definitely not Tennyson. Alberto, right?" "Albedo." "Right, right. Call me Kevin." "Alright Kevin. Erm, do you, uh, mind? Please?" He held up his left arm again. "Sure." 

Kevin got up from his seat and strided over to remove the clamp, discarding it in a lower cabinet in the kitchen. "What's up with the badge on your ammo belts?" Kevin motioned to Albedo's Plumber's badge. "This? It's my Plumber's badge. The Plumbers are an intergalactic police force. I myself am not part of them, but Azmuth is well known among them, so he gave me his badge in case I get into trouble." "Sweet." He smiled at that. "Yeah, I guess it is 'sweet'." "Yeah, 'cause I got one of my own." Kevin searched for his badge in the upper cabinets. The badge he pulled out was broken beyond repair. "Thought it was cool so I took it. Useless though." Albedo wasn't surprised about that, to his rather ironic surprise. 

Kevin did seem like the kind of person who would take something for the sake of it looking cool, he thought. But he felt like he could trust him to a degree, and decided to 'seal the deal', as they said. "Would you like if I checked for Plumber's technology here?" Kevin's eyes widened. "Useful crap here? In this piece of shit?" Albedo cringed at the swear. He forgot humans were known for being vulgar. "Y-yes. It's entirely possible. If my hunch is correct, then..." He walked up to a clock that had long since stopped ticking, detached his badge, and held it up to the clock. It popped out with a quietSSSssshhh, revealing a cylinder-shaped compartment with a holo-device inside. He tilted his head, having expected it to be an empty compartment. Was the whole vehicle stocked? "Why is this here...?" 

Kevin watched silently, eyes taking everything in, as Albedo plucked the holo-device from its place in the compartment and regarded it curiously. He turned it on and a miniature hologram of the late Magistrate of Earth's Plumbers Max Tennyson appeared. His voice played quietly, "This is Max Tennyson speaking, if you found this, then you're either a raider or a plumber. In the case you're a plumber, you may or may not know my grandson, Ben. He rules these lands now, but his actions aren't his doing. It's that damn watch, it's twisted his views. If you have a way of getting rid of it and bringing my grandson to me alive and in one piece, please, I beg of you, do so and return Ben to me. If you're Plumber, you'll know exactly where to find me. If you're raider, please stay out of this. Max out. "

The holo-device switched off. Leaving the two in silence. "...Think we should find him?" Albedo nodded. "Yeah. Magistrate Tennyson will be a great addition to the team-" Kevin snorted. "Team? We're a team now?" "Well, yeah. If you wanna be." The other took a minute to think, weighing his options. Then he shrugged, a lax expression on his face. "'Aight. Tell me what to do, bossman." And Albedo gave him a face-splitting grin at that.