"So how do we destroy these pesky machines?"

"I don't know do you have an idea?"

"Nope."

"How bout we-"

"ENOUGH WITH POURING THEM WITH ACID!"

a bunch of voices were merged together like an argument.

"Maybe we should ask him for help."

"B-tch no he's a screw up."

"Don't call him that!"

"Why? you like him?"

"Oh my- Shut the f-ck up just cause he's you know that doesn't mean I like him."

Graf entered the room dramatically.

"The one and only is here!"
Graf announced as everyone stared at him.

"Speak of the devil."
A person wearing a suit sighed.

"Yoo what's good Cit!"
Graf leaned onto the table making the holographic map glitch.

"Get the f-ck off the tech table Graf."
He frowned.

"Citrussss take a break!"

"He sounds drunk af."
A person wearing a lab coat spoke up.

"Sparrow, he's always drunk af."
Another person wearing bandages replied.

"Russet you don't get to speak up you almost died yesterday."
Sparrow was writing stuff on her clipboard like usual.

"Oh gimme that."
Graf snatches the clipboard and drew a heart on it.

"A little gift from my Broski Graffiti Greenie."
Graf shoved the clipboard right in Citrus's face.

"First of all ow, second of all this is bullish-t Graf."
Citrus flicked Graf's head making him fall off the table.

"Anyways where were we?"
Russet sighed, remaking the holograms on the map.

"Well we need that gem."
Sparrow's spinning chair swiftly rolls over to them.

"It's one of the things powering all of the stuff these stupid whatever are possessing."
Sparrow bit her pen anxiously.

"Hey I'll take that mission, grab and go right?"
Graf jumped on the table landing in a sideways lay position making the holograms glitch once more.

Everyone went in silence and looked at eachother.

"Hehe...guys..?"
Graf chuckled nervously.

"Well...uhmm..."
Russet looked away.

Sparrow spun her chair away from everyone, LionWeather didn't even look at Graf Shark was honestly as confused as Graf was.

"Guys..?"
Graf was getting concerned about the silence.

"We're going to expel you if you fail/mess things up again."
Citrus said casually.

Graf blinked then Laughed.

"You're joking! You're joking right?"
Graf sat up.

"Do I look like I'm joking?"
Citrus growled.

"B-but I'm the party!"
Graf came up with a bad excuse to let him stay.

"That's the point. Being the party is killing our actual party! Your team Graf!"
Citrus stood up.

"What do you mean? I always c-"

"No you don't care Graf, you're selfish. And arrogant, and not to mention a b-tch and all you care about is yourself.
Citrus interrupted Graf.

"Heh- seriously? Is that what you all think of me? I fire up the team! Right Everyone?"
Graf laughed nervously.

No one responded.

"Guys..?"
Graf's ears flattened.

"Just...don't get in our way Graf now go away we're busy."
Citrus hissed.

Graf couldn't believe he was getting Expelled from the team, he walked towards another entrance to a different area.

He jumped onto his Green hammock as it rocked him slowly.

"Sh-tttt!"
Graf groaned as a scroll fell on his face.

"OUCH SH-T."
Graf yelled as he took the scroll.

"Sorry my bad."
A chameleon-like person wearing a blue suit looked down.

"Hey, I haven't seen you from around here."
Graf said as he backflipped off his hammock.

"Oh I'm Malachite, also, nice backflip."
Malachite introduced himself as he also complemented Graf.

Graf blushed in slight embarrassment.

"T-thanks! But too bad this will probably be the last time I see you.."
Graf's voice grew less cheery.

"Why so?"
Malachite jumped down from the hammock above.

"I'm getting Expelled."
Graf sighed.

"Yikes- that's not good."
Malachite bit his lips.

"It's fine though I'm sure I can find something worthy of so I can stay."
Graf kicked the ground as the dust picked up a bit.

"I might know how, but first...you're arm really needs to get that bullet out."
Malachite pointed at the arm Graf was shot which was still bleeding.

"Oh sh-t I forgot about that.

"come here you goofball."
Malachite rolled his eyes playfully as Graf took off his hoodie.

"So there is this black crystal that helps generate night vision abilities to these freaky things- I bet you can get it. Taking the size and agility you have."
Malachite started to explain as he wrapped some bandages on the wound.
(After the bullet was taken out of course)

"Ah so I have to take a stupid stone."
Graf jokes.

Malachite laughed at that, Graf smiled hearing Malachite's laughter.

"Well it contains an energy source to power up most of the night time power ups."
Malachite yawned.

"That scroll that hit you is the map to it,"
Graf glanced at the Scroll.

"Can I have it?"
Graf asked.

"Sure, I was just reading it. If you want to get that gemstone you'll have to get pass security."

"No probles I'm a master at this."
Graf reassured Malachite.

"Alrighty if you say so."
Malachite finished bandaging Graf, Malachite then leaped up on the top hammock.

"Don't hurt yourself!"
Malachite yelped.

"Of course!"
Graf opened the scroll with a grin.

"Stupid black gem here I come."