Incorrect Omnitrix

Chapter 7: This Turned Out Sweeter Than I Expected

XLR8: How do tall people people sleep at night when the blanket can't possibly cover you?

Fourarms: Wha–? Eight, it's four o'clock in the morning!

XLR8, perched on Fourarms' chest: So, you can't sleep, huh? [whispers] Is it because of the blanket?

Fourarms: ...What are even doing in my quarters?

XLR8: Grey Matter kicked me out of his.

Fourarms: And what were you doing in his quarters?

XLR8: Well, I couldn't stay in Wildmutt's, he drools!

Fourarms: What were you– nevermind. Why did you leave your quarters?

XLR8: [mutters something under his breath]

Fourarms: What?

XLR8: Bad dream. But that's not important, I'm over it n– yipe!

Fourarms, wrapping his arms around XLR8: Sleep now.

XLR8: But–

Fourarms: Shhh. Sleep.

XLR8: ...

XLR8, closing his eyes: Goodnight, Four.

Fourarms: [yawns] 'Night, Eight...