Author's babbling: Hey ya'all! OK, here it is...chapter 14. AGHHH, haven't updated this since December! :smacks her head on the table: Gomen nesai...!! ;; I've been so busy with my other fics and school and whatnot that I haven't had any minutes free. In the event that I had minutes, I played DDR, FFX, and other video games. OK well...happy reading!

The colors began to swirl around Shorty's feet. "What the...?"
The ground began to shake...faster...faster...FASTER!!
"AHHHHH!!" Shorty screamed. She could feel her body being hoisted up, big, metal fingers surrounded her body.
"Shorty!" Heat called out to her. There it was...a robot...a GIANT robot...WITH HANDS! A big giant SHINY robot...WITH HANDS! And he was probably loaded with ammo too.
"Oh man, this dost not bode well." Heat mumbled.
"This is no time for Shakespeare impressions, Heat!" Shorty screamed as she was pulled higher and higher into the air and set atop a huge building.
"Look at that thing, it's HUGE!" Heat exclaimed.
"WELL DUH HEAT!" Shorty screamed. She could feel tears running down her eyes. "GET ME DOWN FROM HERE HEAT!"
"But it's so high up..."
"HEAT!!"
"All right, all right! I'll think of something...anything."
"THINK FASTER!!" Shorty panicked.
The big robot's eyes blinked at her. They turned over to her direction, bleeping. His eyes were sharp and defined, which made Shorty squirm in place. His fingers were long and sharp looking. He seemed to have a cruel sneer on his face and a fiery temper...even if he WAS just a big, shiny, robot. He lowered his face to size up the little girl and was so close to Shorty that she could've sworn he was breathing. Her heart began to pound faster. One mere flick of his finger and she'd be out like a light. His monstrous figure and enormous mechanical parts made Shorty shake. His robotic mouth began to move as he started to speak...
"We're goin' ta daance!" The voice said cheerfully with a southern accent.
Shorty face-faulted. "Eh?"
"Yup, thaaaaat's right kiddo! We're goin' to dance!"
"Why'd you bring me so high-" Shorty looked down at the ground which seemed millions of miles away. "up?" she asked meekly.
"I dunno, just sorta felt like it."
"Felt like it?"
"Yesireebob, felt like it!"
"OK, so how do I get down then?"
"I'll help you down, but first..." The robot started to bounce up and down happily, like a little giddy kid, He began to clap his hands and stomp his feet with glee. Cars down below the city rumbled up and down as the enormous robot bounced. "we dance, kay?"
"Oh my gosh...this robot's even more childish than I am." Shorty thought. "Fine, fine. We'll dance."
"Yay!! Yahoo!!" The robot exclaimed happily. More cars swerved to avoid the huge robot and bounced up and down.
"Um...Mr. Big Enormous Robot, sir?"
"Yes little munchkin?"
"You should...uh...stop bouncing. I mean, it's bad enough you're blocking the road and all."
"OK, OK. Now, we dance, kay?"
"OK."
Music began to play, the swirling of colors happened again and Shorty felt her heart thumping in her chest. Her pigtails blew in the wind as she began to dance. She felt herself perspire...then all-out sweat...then there was the mingling of the various beads of sweat on her face. She tried to give out her all, dancing enthusiastically, but since she had already danced not long ago, she was physically worn. The robot was declared winner by a random faraway voice.
"Good job!" Shorty congratulated breathlessly.
"Thanks little girl!" The robot took Shorty's tiny hand in his large one and shook. Shorty felt her whole body being lifted off the ground.
"AYIEEEE!!"
"Oops, sorry!" The robot said apologetically.
"...No problem..." Shorty replied cautiously. The robot took her again and set her gently on the ground next to the FFB (frantic fireboy).
"Until next time!" The robot said happily as he skipped away from them. "By the way, my name's Robo-Z!"
"Whadda weirdo..." Shorty mumbled.

Strike and Hiro walked into the mansion, tired and nearly covered in shopping bags.
"That's the last time they drag me out on their shopping errands!" Strike declared.
"Aw, didn't you have fun?" Kelly asked as she filed her nails.
"Oh yeah." Strike exclaimed sarcastically. "You bet. I've had sooo much 'fun' having 16 people asking me if I was 'Notorious,' 2 cops looking at me, 6 children crying because they saw me on 'America's Most Wanted' and 4 grandmas smacking me on the head with their purses because they thought I was about to attack them. Golly gee whiz, the fun of it all!"
Kitty-N and Kelly looked at each other knowingly. "Men." They both sighed.
"Yeah, I, Hiro-kun, don't have it easy either!" Hiro stated.
"Oh come on, Hiro. What bad things happened to you?"
"I had like what, 3 girls hitting on me?"
"OK Hiro, let's get this straight. One girl was staring at the spaghetti sauce stain on your white shirt," Kitty-N began, pointing to his stained shirt, "another was looking at your strange hairstyle...and the last one whom you THOUGHT was winking at you had dust in her contact lenses."
Hiro made a face.
"GUYS!! GUESS WHAT?!" Shorty ran in, her face exhausted, obviously running with great speed.
"What happened, Shorty?" Kelly asked in her motherly, English accent.
"I SAW A GIANT ROBOT!"
There was silence.
"Shorty, are you feeling all right, love?" Kelly asked as she put her hand up to Shorty's forehead.
"I'm feeling fine! BUT WOW!! A ROBOT!!"
Everyone looked at Heat.
"She's telling the truth, I saw it."
"A ROBOT?!" Kitty-N asked.
"Yup! He was kinda weird though. He picked me up on this big...and I mean BIG building...then he asked me to dance. HE ASKED ME TO DANCE!! And I did and it was fun and I had a great time even though I lost. I think Heat was kinda worried though, but it was actually really cool! He took me up, set me on the building and asked me to dance...he had a weird southern accent though, but it was cool because I dance with a giant robot. A GIANT ROBOT!" Shorty replied, extremely fast.
"Huh?" Kitty-N said, obviously not understanding a word Shorty had said.
"I said-"
"NO, NO!" Kelly yelled. "I heard you, you danced with a robot and all. That's great!" Kelly eyed Kitty-N and gave her a look that said "don't-ask-or-she'll-talk-forever-and-a-day-and-we-don't-want-that-at-all-because-it's-annoying."
Kitty-N intercepted the looked nodded.
"But wowzers! I danced with a robot!" Shorty exclaimed.
"And you don't know where it came from, right?" Kitty-N asked.
"Nope, but golly! It was fun!"
Suddenly, a huge, mechanical hand blasted through the wall.
"AH!!" Shorty screamed.
A laugh was heard. "Hahahaha!" Frida's voice rang.
"Hehehehe!" Pinky's voice rang.
"Harharharhar." Hamm's voice rang
"Riiiight." Shorty said sarcastically. The mechanical hand pulled away from the building and the "good guys" took a look at the enormous mecha.
"Robo-Z?" Shorty asked.
"Little girl I-bzzt-gzzt-kzzt"
"He's ours now!" Frida yelled maniacally.
"Where are you?" Shorty asked, worried.
"I'm inside the robot, dummy!"
"Oh!" Shorty paused. "What is this, Gundam Wing?"
"Shut up, you!" Frida cackled. "This time I HAVE SOME HELPING HANDS!"
A mutilated zombie leapt down from one shoulder of the robot. On the other side, a little boy hopped down.
"Get real!" Heat said, pointing to the little boy. "He can't possibly fight!"
"Oh Tsutomu-kun! Show him what you can do!" Frida commanded in a sing-songy voice.
Tsutomu started giggling boyishly and out of no where, a door went behind Heat.
"Uh-oh!" Shorty mumbled.
The door opened and Heat felt himself bonked on the head numerous times not only by the door, but by the bricks.
"Door are your weakness Mr. Fireboy!" Frida screeched.
"What's up with the zombie?" Kelly asked.
"He's my dad." A voice said from behind them.
"Gas-O!" Everyone exclaimed.
"He sort of has a grudge against me...long story, will explain later. For now," he pointed to Frida and her gang, "let's get 'em!"