Written by: Ran-chan
Composed by: Two muns out of boredom
The scene opens at a street teeming with life, people, and vehicles. As the camera pans around, giving a view of all of the billboards and signs....it suddenly stops on a quiant little sign, hidden behind a giant bush to most except those who are really looking for it, or have become frequent visitors. The camera then scrolls up, giving you a glimpse of the name "Gears" just before it wanders into the doorway just a few feet away from the sign.
Juunana and SpinFire are arguing over who's the better android at a table while #02 sits at the bar, drinking his sorrows away. #13 and K-1800 have a conversation just before entering the bar.
#13: "Is it me, or do I have no role whatsoever in anything lately?"
K-1800: "I usually just show up, beat up, then go away again...."
#13: "Same with me...only I show up, get beat up, get torn apart, have my head go through a garbage disposal, then wake up the next morning to do it again..."
K-1800: "Your filename was "CannonFodder" before Gero actually built you... "
#13: "Who told you?!?!"
K-1800: "A little birdie....with long blonde hair and an energy sabre..."
Overhearing the conversation from behind the bar, the tender facefaulted as he was described to the other android.
Zero-Starr: "YOU SWORE YOU WOULDN'T TELL!!!"
#13: ::takes out a small welding gun:: ::pulls curtain closed::
#13: ::walks out:: "I feel better... "
While Zero-Starr struggled to free his now welded mouth open, the insane Doctor Gero was busy having coffee with his fellow scientists, Doctor Albert Wiley and Doctor Viper.
#13: ::sits down at the bar::
Wiley: "Reploids are much better than androids..."
#13: "Joint lubricant, leave the bottle"
Gero: ::eyeroll:: "You've said that ever since we got here...."
#13: ::takes one sip, collapses on the bar::
Gero: "Aw geez....not again...."
Gero glanced over at the now sleeping android and shifted in his seat, knowing it wasn't going to help him in the argument he had been having only moments earlier.
#00: ::lands:: "Bucket of various living creature parts, and keep 'em coming"
Zero-Starr: ::ends up being the
tender:: "Right away!"
Zero-Starr, having been fired from many jobs at the studio before, coveted his position as BarTender and eagerly fulfilled #00's request.
#00: ::absorbs a few parts, then throws the rest at him::
Gero & Wiley: ::trying to drink each other under the table::
#00: "I said various parts!" ::breaks a stool over his head, and flies out::
#13: "Zzz "
Zero-Starr: ::lays there, foot just above the bartop, twitching::
K-1800: ::shoves #13 out of his seat and takes it::
#02: ::drinks, looks down the bar::
#04: ::taps him on the shoulder:: "Don't even bother...that's a guy..."
Gero & Wiley: ::both laying against the bar, singing "Nobody knows the troubles I've seen"::
#02: ::sweatdrop:: "You've gotta be kidding..."
K-1800: "Tender has five seconds to--" ::sees ZS:: "Nevermind, I'll help myself...."
#02: "But...she's wearing purple..."
Freiza: "I think I'm in the wrong bar..."
A shudder from the audience.
K-1800: ::hops over the bartop, stepping on Zero-Starr the whole time::
#02: ::fixes himself a drink, claw extends, stirs it::
Meanwhile, all three of the former scientists were too drunk to see straight, and were acting more peculiar than usual....
Gero: ::looks at Wiley:: "I LOVE YOU, MAN!"
#02: "Wouldn't hurt trying though..."
#04: "Yeah...as long as it's not a guy..."
Wiley: ::asleep against the barstool::
#02: "Will you drop it already?"
#05: ::reading a book at a table:: "E=MC squared, very interesting...."
Viper: ::paranoid look:: "I'm ssssurrounded...."
Still a bit shaken from the earlier realization, #02 glanced around and noticed K-1800 sitting on the bartop, drinking a martini.
#02: "What about her?"
#04: "Nah, the lizard looking ones'll always turn their backs on ya...or something like that"
K-1800: ::looks around, then reaches down and steals Gero's wallet while he's asleep:: "Just blame it on Thirteen...."
#13: "Zzz "
#02: "Are you sure? I mean...she's not all lizard..."
#04: "You're hopeless..."
K-1800: ::checks it:: "Cheap old fart....not even a few credit cards..."
#02: "Well an android can dream,
Meanwhile, #05 happened to look up from his book and notice K-1800's theft of Gero's wallet while he was in a drunken slumber.
#05: "I hope you know, that's illegal..."
K-1800: ::eyes narrow::
#05: ::ends up getting the book he was reading shoved down his throat::
#04: "Not when you're dreaming about a lady with lobster claws for hands, and a face that could kill a Super Saiya-jin with one glance..."
Zero-Starr: ::gets up and rubs his head:: "Ow...."
#02: ::claws extend:: "Alright, janitor boy, what's the strongest stuff you've got?"
#02's question was answered by a startled look from Zero-Starr.
Zero-Starr: "....I was sworn not to tell by my instructors at BarSchool...."
#04: "Uh oh..wrong answer..."
Zero-Starr: "OW! Fine! But you asked for it...."
#02: "That I did"
#13: "Zzz "
Zero-Starr goes down below the bar for a few seconds then pulls out a bottle with a skull and crossbones picture on the front.
#04: ::loads darts into his chest cannons, fires them through the dart board, and through the wall behind it::
#05: ::still sitting at the table, hocking up the pages of his book as he reads them::
Zero-Starr: "I will not be held responsible for whatever happens...."
Zero-Starr: ::pours him a glass and slides it over to him::
#02: "...thats it?"
#02: "Thats the best you've go--" ::explodes::
Zero-Starr: "I warned 'im...."
The camera slowly fades out
and the credits begin to roll with black and white scenes of past bar fights
between the androids and their creators.