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(So . . . what/who is Carrot?? Have you ditched Preview?? What's going on?? Sorry. XD I know nothing!!!)

(Hi! I feel HORRIBLE that I ditched you guys! I miss Nigel! So what's been happening??? Will you accept me back into the "team"!?)

"Hi, Sandy----" Nigel stopped and looked at Scarlet. Something about her didn't seem quite right . . . . No matter. "Who's this, Sandy?" He said referring to Scarlet. Then he turned to Reid. "Hey, buddy!"

(okay! no prob.!) When Nigel got to the park, he saw Sandy off in a distance standing by a bench. So he ran over there to say hi!

(I thought Sandy was already in the park??)

(Hi guys! So glad to be back. I feel SUPER bad I haven't written for like a month, but with school starting and all, I just haven't found time. Anyway, excuses, excuses!) Nigel woke up the next morning. He looked outside at the morning. A beautiful one it was too. Something was bugging him in...

(Sorry I'm late, life has been non-stop work. XD) Nigel lay in bed that night thinking. He was thinking about what he had done. And, he was thinking about how we would un-do the done. He then thought himself to sleep.

"Yeah! Sure, bye guys!" Nigel stood by the door waving as he watched them leave. Then he turned back into his house and closed the door.

"Ahhh . . . I think he said he was happy being a robot . . . that's all I know."

"Yes, a cave. I have not idea why. Don't ask me. No, I can't think of much more. I'll try too when you guys go home. We can meet here again tomorrow. I'll tell you what I've figured out by then" He sighed and put his head in his hands. Then he looked at Sandy. "Organic?? What?"

"To be honest, Sandy, I don't really know. Hang on, let's see. I started working on him almost a year ago, so I do know quite a bit about him. We used to be friends, and I would talk to him. I would ask him where he would want to live if he had a choice, and he said . . . " Nigel closed his eyes...

Preview appeared suddenly in the middle of the park. His suit was tall, maybe 6 feet or so. It was a deathly black color mixed with dark grey and stripes of red the shade of blood. "Hello, Maya!" He said in a deep, thundering voice, not at all friendly. "Glad to see you here!" He chuckled and...

"P-p-preview was down there." Nigel said, "He left the basement a wreck. Everything is destroyed. The only thing he left intact is this note." Nigel handed Reid a note that read: Hello, Reid and Nigel. This is not a friendly note, so don't you dare think it is. I, Preview, have made myself a...

"Secret code!" Nigel said, jumping up suddenly. As he jumped up, papers flew everywhere. He ran downstairs and didn't come up for a while. But, when he did come up, he was as white as a ghost.

Preview chuckled as he put the finishing touches to his robot suit. He remembered little of what happened the day before, but he remembered Nigel and Reid. Other than that, all he knew was he wanted the galaxy to be how HE wanted it to be. Preview was in a dark building with papers and machines...

Nigel looked at Sandy, then at Reid and back to Sandy again. "Purple is an awesome idea! Why don't we do some black, with some purple!!?? Like black AND purple. Because, yeah, just black is like a baddie color. We don't want that." Nigel took a firm grip on the pen and started sketching. "You...

Nigel ran into his house, dropped Chuck on the couch and ran as fast as he could up the stairs while yelling to the others, "WAIT DOWNSTAIRS!!" He came back carrying about 200 sheets of paper. He dropped all of them onto the floor and immediately sat down beside the enormous pile. Then, he...

"Actually, I have no idea what I'm gonna do . . . so you guys come on over to my house . . . we'll design them together!" Nigel got up and gently took Chuck in his arms and signaled to the duo to follow him.

"Sandy's right!" Nigel was taking a big liking to Sandy. All of a sudden, he jumped up and exclaimed, "I have an idea! I'll make Chuck a robotic uniform so he can help find and destroy Preview!! Otherwise . . . he's pretty useless." Hearing this, Chuck gave a deep growl towards Nigel.

"Yeah, I'm Nigel! Starting . . . well, that's the fun part! First, we need to make you a uniform. Hmm . . . lets see." Nigel slowly examined Sandy all around. His head, legs, arms, and body. He leaned himself against a tree and looked some more. Then, from his back pocket, he took out a pad of...