The Realm Hero Chronicles: Round 2

Not An Official Chapter, Just a Tad Bit of Filler

Honest to goodness, I had no idea where I got this idea. But it's here, so.....just roll with it, I guess.

"Oh, now look what you did, Cragger!" Eris chided as the massive logo sparked and sputtered to a grinding, lurching stop like a "broken, machine-y thing" (as Bowler Hat Guy would've put it).

"This is your fault!" Nya exploded.

"My fault?" Cragger exploded back at her. "Excuse me, but I wasn't fooling around! Worriz and Bladvic were the ones tangled up in the cables! I was just trying to get them loose!"

"By cutting them?" Kai asked. "Was that honestly the smartest idea?"

"Was breaking into this sound-stage the smartest idea in the first place?" Naida quietly mused.

"Remember?" Razar answered, "We were bet five bucks from those people over on stage EH06 that we couldn't break into an unused sound-stage without getting caught and without breaking anything."

"Right," Tanessa nodded, "How'd that go for us?"

"Not too well," Vardy nodded at the conversation not two inches away.

"No offense," Cragger started, claws reaching for his Vengdualize spear.

"Will you guys cut it out?" Emily butted in. "We've got five seconds before Tex gets back here and if he finds out we were messing around on his stage, we're dead!"

"Okay, okay," Cragger grumbled, "We'll fix this. Where's the light-"

Blue stage lights flickered on over the broken logo and the Realm Heroes, causing them to blink rapidly to let their eyes adjust.

"Found them!" Wilbur triumphantly grinned that infamous two-million dollar smile, slender fingers gripping a red-handled switch about the length of his forearm. The panel was not five feet from the door that the Realm Heroes had entered.

"Wipe that smirk off your face, Robinson," Worriz growled. Wilbur opened his mouth for a witty comeback, but caught sight of Katara's infamous knock-it-off-or-I'll-waterwhip-you-both-so-hard,-you'll-be-unable-to-move glare as the Realm Heroes darted onto the stage to investigate the massive logo.

Three insignificant letters framed by two horizontal bars. Well, insignificant to most except for one cranky robot with a menacing mustache, a jetpack, and a red baseball cap. Who would kill whoever broke his precious logo and destroyed his precious stage.....

The Realm Heroes had no time to waste if they were discovered. If that little robot knew that someone (okay, a few someones) had busted into his sanctum and damaged it, well.......

"Hiro, Lewis," Laval took command. "Any chance you can fix it?"

"Of course they ca-" Wilbur's bold statement was cut off by sounds of clanking and squeaky wheels (that seriously needed a good oiling). He turned toward the far side of the stage, face as pale as a ghost as the noises grew closer.

Everyone else followed suit once they realized who those noises belonged to.

"Tex!" Lance realized it. "He's coming!"

"Stall him!" Naida hissed.

"I've got a better idea." Macy furiously spun her mace in a manner like that of Thor and promptly threw it. More clangs, crashes, bangs, and even a metallic "oof" resounded noisily through the sound-stage. A lighting pole crashed to the floor, glass and light bulbs splintering on impact. A crash signaled that the target was on the other side of the sound-stage.

Nobody was  hurt, but the Realm Heroes couldn't say the same for the sound-stage.

"I'll, uh," Macy grinned sheepishly, "I'll get a broom."