Aaron loved flying on his hover shield. The feel of the air in his face always soothed him. It also gave him time to think. Think about a lot of things. Like how he missed Clay ever since he went on his merry way to learn more about his mom. Like how Macy must be so stressed being the Temp Queen while her parents were on vacay. He should probably call her after he checks on Axl and Lance. He saw the Fortrex coming in from where it sat near the Castle. Looks like it's still broke from Clay drove into the Colossus's ankle like a boss!! IT WAS AWESOME, the Fortrex being basically unrepairable; not awesome. He pulled a sick landing on the open driveway and walked in the garage. Ava and Robin were fixing and tapping away on trying to fix the Fortrex. Lance's sister Izzy was there too! Along with Roberto. for some reason. Man, He did not look happy holding that toolbox. Anyway, Aaron walked up to Ava and tapped her on the shoulder. She looked at him with the same bored stare.
"Hey Ava. Do you know where Axl and Lance are? Gonna call Macy soon and she would love to know how awesome we're doing!"
Ava rolled her eyes at him. Classic Ava.
"Personally, i would leave out that part but if you're so insistent, They're both in the kitchen. One more clearly shaken the other."
"Thanks Ava!! Oh, and one more thing. What's with Roberto?"
Ava looked behind her with a hint of slight surprise.
"Oh. He probably volunteered to help Robin and Izzy."
"NO, I DID NOT!!"
Both jumped when they heard Roberto yell. They looked over to him, and he had the nastiest scowl on him as he continued to hold the toolbox while complaining.
"I vas brought here against my vill and are being held captive by puppy dog eyes!! Zat and a lack of transport of tools for my true craft."
"....."
"Alright, I'll see ya later Ava."
"Likewise." Said Ava as she went on her tablet, looked like she was calling Merlok in his Mechlok suit.
He walked into the kitchen and saw Axl and Lance, sitting at the table. Axl had only a salad on his plate, he was looking at it like it was a wet cat he found on the side of the road on a rainy day. From what he could see from the Kitchen, Cher Eclaire was looking at Axl like a worried parent. Lance was rummaging through what looked like a purse, he always knew Lance would get a purse one of these days. Better start with Axl while Lance is busy.
"Hey Axl! How you doing?"
Axl looked up from his plate towards Aaron. Lance didn't notice him and still continued to look in his purse.
"Oh, I'm fine. Just..... eating."
"You sure don't want more than just a salad bro?"
Axl shook at just the thought. He then quickly shook his head.
"No no. I'm on a diet."
"Diet? Bro, you told once that if you went on a diet, then something was seriously wrong with you. Are you sure that you're ok?"
"I DON'T..... wanna talk about it."
That was all he was gonna get out Axl. Don't wanna push him. He turned towards Lance as he put his hand on Axl's shoulder.
"So, Lance, when did you get the purse?"
Lance finally noticed him and looked up at him. He looked at Aaron and Axl with a look of both annoyance and offence.
"It's not a purse; It's a makeup bag."
Axl and Aaron looked at each other, understanding what it Lance actually had.
"Looks like a purse to me."
"Definitely a purse Bro."
Lance scoffed and started to put down various Makeup products. All of them had his family's Sigil on them.
"Well, it's not important. What is important is my brand new makeup line!!"
He started to show them off like he was in a fancy commercial.
"With this makeup, you'll as good as me!! Maybe."
Axl and Aaron each picked up one of the products. Was it glowing? Yep, it was definitely glowing
"Is it safe?"
"Yeah bro, I'm no makeup expert, but is it supposed to be glowing like that?"
"Of course it is!! It's got the Lance seal of approval after all. Here I'll show you."
Lance put on one of the eye shadow. Almost instantly, He's eyelids started to glow a nearly blinding light. Both Axl and Aaron shielded themselves but it Seemed like Lance wasn't bothered by it.
"DUDE!! You're glowing!"
"Tell me something i don't know."
Aaron backed up, still shielding his eyes. Looks like he isn't gonna convince Lance that was something was wrong right now. Besides, it didn't look like Lance was hurt. As much as he can see past the Blinding light that was his eyeshadow.
"Well, I'm gonna call Macy. See how she's doing. Wanna join?"
Both Lance and Axl shook their heads.
"No, I'm gonna be bust with.... Lunch"
"And I'm gonna be busy testing my makeup line. Beauty waits for no one!"
"Ok, anything you wanna say to Macy?"
"Tell her that if she wants to up her Queen look, come to me!"
"Tell her that we miss her. And make sure those trainees are well fed."
Aaron nodded and when back to the main computer. Ava was gone. Must be busy with another part of the Fortrex. He clicked a few buttons and after a few rings, Macy answered the screen call.
"Hey Mace! How's things going your royalness?"
"Don't call me that. But as for training, ugh....."
Macy pinched her index finger and thumb between her forehead as she sighed in annoyance.
"Well, try working with Tighty Knightys who all have at least one thing up their butt, squire bots malfunctioning and Tightwad being Tightwad."
"That bad?"
"Basically." Macy sighed. She then looked sad and past Aaron.
"I wish Clay was here."
Aaron looked sad but smiled anyway
"Me too. But he's gotta do what he's gotta do. Like you gotta run the castle and i have to lead Axl and Lance while he's away. We're best at what we do after all."
Macy and Aaron smiled at each other as Ava ran into the main room. Both looked at her, she looked terrified. She then pushed Aaron away and started typing away on the computer.
"MACY!! GATHER YOU RECRUITS AND FIND MERLOK!! HE'S IN THE CASTLE AND HE'S IN DANGER!!"
"What? What do you mean?"
"I mean, i was just on a call with him and he was interrupted by something attacking him! I can't get him to call back, and I have to track the suit he's in and prepare any Nexo Powers. It says he's in the castle, NOW GO!!"
"Got it!"
Macy hung up. Aaron had to get the others. He quickly pressed an alarm on the computer for the fortrex.
Man, he hoped Clay was having a better time than them.
Pebblers are all well and bad, but your average rock is pretty stiff. That's why we're gonna use Gargoyles too! Oh, yes... they may be in the gutter now, but when I get hold of 'em, they'll scare the living daylights out of everybody. Over in Ghoulia there's the coolest selection of Gargoyles to choose from. I'll just zap 'em to life and we'll have an instant squadron of flying fighters!
GARGOYLES
HOBBY: PLAYING DUCKS AND DRAKES
FAVOURITE SAYING: THEY DON'T TALK MUCH. STONY SILENCE.
SPECIAL SKILLS: TEAM AEROBATICS
LITTLE-KNOWN FACT: ON THE WEEKENDS, THEY LIKE TO SCREAM AND SPOUT!
Not every statue will have what it takes to join our hurricane horde of hardcore troublemakers. I mean, when you're up in the sky like me, you have to maintain extremely HIGH standards. And Gargoyles fly a lot (that's what the wings are for). Here's a little guide on how to get into my Gang of Gargoyles.
FIRST, CARVE OUT YOUR LIFE AS A STATUE. (A REALLY UGLY ONE WITH WINGS.)
SIT HUNCHED IN A BUILDING FOR MANY YEARS.
HAVE A NASTY TEMPER (WHICH YOU'LL GET FROM THE CONSTANT BUM PAIN FROM SITTING ON A BUILDING FOR MANY YEARS).
WAIT FOR AN EVIL CLOUD TO FLOAT INTO YOUR LIFE, THEN ZAAAAAPPPPPP!
'VOLT' OUTTS THE GUTTER, FLAP THOSE WINGS AND FLY!
STRETCH WHILE CREATING CHAOS.
SERVE YOUR MASTER, MONSTROX. DO WHATEVER THE GREAT CLOUD SAYS.
Roberto Arnoldi
Sometimes I feel like there's a bit of an artist in me. And because one artist attracts another, my path and Arnoldi's path had to cross sooner or later. He dreamed of creating incredible statues and I made that happen right away... by zapping them! Now, he's rhe most famous sculptor in Knightonia, ans I've got an even bigger, scarier army. I adore the coming together of great minds. (And even with those less great, if they have a bone to pick with the king too!) To be blunt, Arnoldi ain't the sharpest tool in the shed, as he tends to take things very literally. But that makes him VERY easy to control.
ROBERTO ARNOLDI
PROFESSION: SCULPTOR
CHARM: NONE (HE'S AN ARTIST. HE'S DRIVEN BY INNER DEMONS.)
SPECIAL SKILLS: CARVING, SCULPTING, AND CHISELLING
HOBBY: STYLING HIS MOUSTACHE (DON'T TELL HIM I TOLD YOU.)
MAIN TRAIT: HE HAS ROCKS IN HIS HEAD (LITERALLY.)
GNOMES - ANGULAR LITTLE GARDEN GNOMES THAT ARE GOOD AT TEARING UP A TOWN.
A MODERN SCULPTURE - CRITICS SAY IT'S VERY AVERAGE. I HATE IT. I'M A CLASSICAL KIND OF EVIL SORCEROR.
JESTRO'S HQ - HERE'S THE NEW ROLLING HEADQUARTERS. NOTICE IT'S SHAPED LIKE A HEAD. MR LITERAL STRIKES!
Arnoldi's Gnomes
We need to form an army quickly! So, when I saw that Arnoldi was carving some garden gnomes the other day, I zapped them without thinking twice. But once I did that, those gnomes got pretty nasty! And now they're crazy, crafty, and cruel too! They're gonna be great for tearing up towns.
THINGS EVIL GNOMES ARE GOOD FOR (BEFORE BEING ZAPPED)
BEING TENT PEGS (WHEN YOU SET UP BASE CAMP).
STANDING IN AS BOWLING PINS (WHEN YOU NEED TO PRACTICE ACCURACY).
BEING DARTS AND/OR TOOTHPICKS FOR GIANTS.
BEING USED AS EARPLUGS FOR ROGULS WHEN THEY ARE FED UP WITH THE HARPIES.
STARRING AS EXTRAS IN ARNOLDI'S FUTURE BIOPIC, WHICH WILL BE PART OF MY (SORRY, OUR) FUTURE BIOPIC, OF COURSE.
The Three Harpies
You wanna know why Roguls need earplugs? Hildra, Ingrid, and Ulrika are sisters known as 'the Three Harpies' and they can make as much noise as a stadium full of screaming rock fans. Each one has a cool, unique weapon and a terrifyingly loud scream. They'll be more than perfect for my Stone Army. Now I'm gonna bring 'em back to life as flying Harpies, and they'll be swooping in, gaving everyone else something to scream about! Creepy fact - they're so connected to each other they finish each other's sentences:
'Get us...'
'...Three burgers and fries...'
'...Pronto!'
ULRIKA
HOBBY: COMMENTING ON COOKING SHOWS
LOVES: SHRIEKING AT PEOPLE
HATES: POWER CUTS
HILDA
HOBBY: TAKING PART IN SCREAMING CONTESTS
LOVES: PLAYING THE ACCORDION AND THE UKELELE (AT THE SAME TIME, UNFORTUNATELY)
HATES: THOSE WITH HEARTS NOT MADE OF STONE
INGRID
HOBBY: WATCHING ROCKBALL MATCHES
LOVES: PLAYING 'ANGRY HARPIES'
HATES: HER SISTERS' HOBBIES
General Garg
Can you hear that loud, nonstop tooth-grinding? Only one creature can make such a terrible noise: General Garg! He's a tough stone (and not very bright) war machine. He'll be an excellent leader for my - sorry, strike that, our - army. Ha! It's easy to spot him as he's kind of burned-looking. You wanna know why? Back in the day when that Mer-loser and I were fighting, he turned a whole bunch of warriors into stone Gargoyles and I fired a bunch of fireballs at Merlok. I, uh, missed. They hit Garg and, well, he ended up barbecued. He took it well though, and he's gonna be back to his evil self again when I zap him back to life - just a little bit more chargrilled than before.
GENERAL GARG
PROFESSION: GENERAL. JUST GENERAL.
CHARM: NONE
SECRET HOBBY: GROWINF EXOTIC MOSS VARIETIES ON HIS BACK
HATES: TO BE TAKEN FOR GRANITE
MAIN TRAIT: GRINDING HIS TEETH, MAKING A TERRIBLE SOUND
GENERAL GARG'S FAVOURITE FLYING MOVES
THE DIVIN' DESTRUCTO - START HIGH ABOVE YOUR FOE AND THEN SWOOP DOWN ON THEM. THEY'LL NEVER SEE YOU COMING!
THE GARGLING GARGOYLE - WAIT FOR YOUR ENEMY TO TAKE A DRINK, AND THEN TRAP THEM IN YOUR FLAPPING WINGS. SOON THEY'LL BE GARGLING AS THEY TRY TO SCREAM!
THE WACKY WINGOVER - PRETEND YOU'RE FLYING AWAY FROM THE FIGHT AND WHEN YOUR ENEMY STARTS TO FOLLOW YOU, SPIN ROUND AND POUNCE!
