Mixels: Mixtastic Dimensions

Gapistar waited impatiently for Technolgica and Moreel to arrive. Tapping his wire like tentacles on the floor like he didn't have any time to waste. The two eventually came towards their brother and tribemate, looking visibly tired.

- "You better have a good reason for waking us up at this time, Gapistar.." Techolgica said rubbing her eyes, while Moreel had a sleepy look.

- "Of course I have a good reason! My invention is GONE!" Gapistar shouted. "Which is why we need to gather the Mysti-Lyghts and the Dreamyths so we can find who took it!"

Moreel yawned and nodded timidly, knowing that if they said something relating to no Gapistar would surely yell at them.

- "O-Okay, brother..." They say timidly.

Technolgica sighed heavily and created two holographic letters to send to the two Mixel tribes. Folding them up and then sending them off by glitching them away. She was annoyed at Gapistar for waking her and Moreel up simply because his invention was gone... And the situation most definitely would get more ridiculous.

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The Mysti-Lyghts and Dreamyths finally came to Planet Slothitech, equally as tired expect for Clairvoyant who was always full of energy regardless of being woken up late or not. Slumbur, as usual was in a sleepy mood but this time slightly grumpy.

- "So you called us because your invention has gone missing..." Slumbur yawned. "And you think it was one of us..."

- "Exactly." Gapistar states simply. "But I think I already know that it's you, Slumbur."

Slumbur sighed, summoning a dream cloud and laying down upon it.

- "Uh, Gapistar... Maybe you shouldn't jump to conclusions-?" Mothphor asked. However his question didn't help, as Gapistar would immediately point at him with his robotic syringe hand.

- "So it's YOU! It's obviously you, fess up THIS INSTANT."

Dot came to Mothphor's defense, giving a glare at the octopus Mixel.

- "Hey, lower your needle will ya? Mothphor didn't steal your invention nor would he steal anything from anyone!" She yelled. Gapistar would lower his syringe hand with a huff. He'd turn towards Clairvoyant, unamused.

- "I don't see you having anything important to admit... Murp Monkey." He sneered.

Clairvoyant didn't react to the harsh sneering of Gapistar, and only adjusted his mirror as if it were a cartoonish bow tie.

- "As a matter of fact, I do! I predi tha-"

- "I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR YOUR PESTERING PREDICTIONS!"

Gapistar would step away from the group and started going on a rant to let out his anger on what was going on. Moreel held onto Techolgica, becoming overwhelmed by the yelling.

- "W-What do we do, sister...?" Moreel whimpered.

- "I don't know, but Gapistar is taking this too far." Techolgica turned to Castyla. "Castyla, any suggestions?"

- "Ah yes... I think we should listen to the prediction Clairvoyant has for us before he got interrupted.. it could give us a lead."

Clairvoyant zoomed towards his sister and leader and embraced her, making a chipper laugh.

- "Ohoho! Thank you, sister!' he beamed, Gapistar would make a loud groan in the background. "Ahem... I predict... I PREDICT...." He went on as he spun his arms around his mirror again. It then began to show what appeared to be a black hole featuring a certain tribe. "I predict that we will the culprits to be a Mixel tribe!"

- "Another tribe?" Cozmoez questioned. "What could they want with this place? And Gapistar of all Mixels?"

- "We may not know for sure, but what I DO know is that they won't get away with stealing from ME." Gapistar's expression darkened, striking a bit of fear into almost everyone.

The Slothitech nurse burst back open the doors of the hospital and walked in. Techolgica sighed.

- "Sooo... Shoulds we follow 'em?" Dot asked.

- "Yes.. let's go everyone."

The rest of the group all nodded and went into the hospital with Techolgica, into the dark hallways lit by neon lights.

(TBC)