"Just like old times, huh Lalna?" The spaceman glanced at the scientist to his right. Honeydew had already disappeared into the crumbling factory. They had just got there from a long trip over many different lands. It almost brought tears to their eyes – to Honeydew, it had. "Back at the Jaffa Factory...years fly by when you don't pay attention." He smiled. Lalna adjusted his goggles slightly as he looked up at the broken symbol of Honeydew Inc. A lot of work needed to be done on this factory, but it was possible. Especially since the dwarf had already begun on repairing it.

"Yeah, it sure is. I heard Sjin and Sips are coming back to fix up Sipsco." He remarked. "So, it really WILL be like old times." He shrugged, before he decided to go help Honeydew. "Are you just going to stand around talking for ages or are you going to help?" The scientist called back to Xephos, who was looking at the broken Sipsco facility. Xephos blinked, looking at Lalna.

"Sure, sure. I'll come help." He quickly ran after Lalna, tagging him. "You're it. Might as well have some fun while doing a mindless task." He winked, running inside the Jaffa Factory. Lalna smirked, running after the spaceman. Honeydew was almost knocked over at the two ran past him. He stood for a few moments to regain his composure, clearing his throat.

"Bloody hell!" His head was spinning from the two running past. "How do those two have so much energy?" It seemed his energy high from seeing the Jaffa Factory was running out. He watched as the spaceman and scientist ran around after each other, tagging each other. They still managed to fix various areas of the factory while they were doing this, and this impressed Honeydew. "Hmm...I think this needs a new name." He gently rested his hand on the wall of the Jaffa Factory, the other stroking his ginger beard. "Our organisation...now it should be 'Jaffa Industries Space Mining!'" He nodded. "I'll have to get Xephos to put up the new sign...well, when they've finished playing." A smile formed as he watched his co-workers 'play'. It really DID feel like old times.

Meanwhile, Sips and Sjin stood next to the dried up pool. The buildings were as messed up as the Jaffa Factory was. Blocks and machines broken or missing from the structures.

"Well Sjin," The grey-skinned man turned to his co-worker. "It seems like we have a hell of a lot of work to do." He took out his sword as a zombie ambled towards the two. Sjin, the quicker mover and thinker, sliced through the zombie with ease. "You think you'll be able to stay away from your girly farm for long enough?" Sjin's face turned red in both embarrassment and shock.

"I-It is not girly!" He retorted. "Farmers are usually male instead of female! Anyway, Sipsco comes first in this instance - especially while Girl Guide Corporation is working on their Jaffa Factory right now." He explained. Sjin had even changed out of his farm clothes back into his Sipsco uniform before the trip to enforce the point. He then decided to ignore the rest of Sips' mocking and began working on repairing the compound. Sips watched the bearded man work quickly. He never knew Sjin could be this efficient. 'Soon it'll be back to normal in no time.' He thought to himself. Sips looked into the pool, seeing mould and other kinds of organisms growing in the bottom. He leaned back from it, deciding to leave that job to Sjin. Or a new pool boy...

"Sjin, remind me to hire a new pool boy!"

"Sure thing, boss!" Sips smiled. Things were getting back to normal.

"E-Enough, enough! You win!" Xephos sat panting on a level above the ground floor. Lalna stood in front of him, also panting. They were both sweating from the amount of running they did everywhere. Lalna helped the spaceman onto his feet, smirking.

"Alright! I'm never going to let you live this down, you know that right?" He winked. Xephos rolled his eyes. Knowing the scientist, he would forget it in about two minutes. "I'll just go check on Honeydew to make sure he's ok." He watched as Lalna went back down to the ground floor to check on their dwarven friend. He climbed the partly broken ladder up to the next floor – one they hadn't gone to yet. Xephos decided as he was the most skilled in fighting that he should scout out each floor. The other two were repairing the ground level, so they were too busy. Xephos took the diamond sword from his back, twirling it once. He didn't see anything too unusual – just some low level mobs that he dispatched with ease. He only cleared out what he needed to, leaving the rest for his co-workers. On the next floor, Xephos had a strange feeling. He peeked up above the floor as he glanced around. There it was – the witch's alter. 'A witch has moved in?' He asked himself, climbing onto the next floor. His diamond sword was still firmly in his hand as he edged closer towards it. Xephos noticed white chalk marking on the ground, wondering what they could mean. He stood in front of the alter for a moment, not entirely sure of what it did. That's when he heard it.

"Snooping around my home now, are you?" Within a second Xephos had spun to face the voice's owner. The witch stood in front of him, black robes adorning her figure. It was matched with a black witch hat, and she glared at the spaceman with her two eyes that glinted in the darkness of her robe. "I'll teach you not to poke around where you're not wanted!" Xephos had to move fast to dodge the incoming attack. He dodged yet another attack, his diamond sword firmly in his grasp.

"Don't mess with me! This is our factory, so you're leaving! Whether it's by death or otherwise!" He shouted, running towards the witch. The spaceman narrowly dodged another magic attack, slashing at the witch's arm. She screamed, before she grabbed the diamond sword. The moment she touched the sword it dissolved into nothing, leaving Xephos without a weapon. He backed up away from the witch, who was charging up another attack. "Shit..." He muttered, reaching the broken wall. Xephos suddenly had an idea, remembering the markings. 'That should weaken her...' He nodded; ducking down as the attack came soaring towards him. He winced, the attack singeing his cheek as he dodged. Xephos then made his move, dashing towards the chalk marks. He started rubbing a marking away, noticing the witch flinch and writhe. He smirked, taking out his hammer as he stood before the witch. "Any final words?" The spaceman asked as the witch backed against the wall. She looked straight into his glowing blue eyes.

"No. But I'll do this!" Dust-like magic sprayed from the witch's hand, going straight into Xephos' eyes. He cried out, holding his eyes. They were stinging with immense pain. He felt a touch on his forehead, before the spaceman fell to the ground. "I hope you like your gift, spaceman!" The witch cackled, leaving Xephos alone. Xephos just laid there for a few moments, waiting as his vision cleared. He sat up, holding his head. It was ringing. 'What the fuck did she do to me?' He thought to himself. Though, he didn't have time to dwell, as Lalna and Honeydew suddenly burst from under the floor. They glanced around until their eyes landed on Xephos, rushing over to him.

"Xephos?! Hey, man, you ok?" Honeydew sat beside his friend, looking into his eyes. They weren't glowing blue like usual anymore. They were dull, and red invaded them like smoke in water. The edges were still blue, but they did not glow as much as usual. "What happened up here? We heard you shout, and then we heard a scream, or something." He explained.

"J-Just a witch, nothing major." Xephos smiled. Honeydew sighed with relief, hugging his friend. Xephos glanced up at Lalna, who was looking around at the alter and other various witch things. "You look concerned? What's wrong, friend?" Lalna blinked as he glanced at Xephos. He shrugged. He DID feel like something was off, but he couldn't quite pinpoint it.

"...It's nothing. Just a feeling, I'm sure it'll pass." He replied. Honeydew and Lalna helped Xephos onto his feet. "Anyway, we need to get back to fixing this place up, right?" Lalna added. Honeydew nodded. The three then got back to fixing the factory, having no idea about the ticking time bomb planted in Xephos' mind.

A/N: I got this suggestion a while back, but I thought I'd upload it now. Suggested by tatorkator on here. Also, you'll understand why it's called 'Redstone' soon. I did have another name for this, but I'll probably save that for a different one. Spoilers? - And I realise now that the Jaffa Factory no longer exists as such, but whatever xD