So, this little plot bunny just creeped into my head and wouldn't let go, so I naturally HAD to make it a reality. All characters are owned by LEGO and Cartoon Network.

Even with the highest tech available, the Orbitons still liked to hold a hands-on personality on a few projects…specifically, some of the fine-tuned ones that will directly affect their lives in some way. And today, it was some renovation work.

One of the two bathrooms in Orbitopia (it's not a big town!) was going faulty in its plumbing, so they just decided to completely renovate it, complete with a new paint job. Unfortunately, this was the bigger of the two bathrooms, leaving it a few-day project for the Orbitons, but they were managing. Well, almost…

"No, no, no, these are all off by a few inches. You need to balance out the width more to make it work out."

"Yes…THANK YOU AGAIN, Naut."

Naut had been ratting on both Rokit and Niksput for the entire duration of today's work. For him, everything they were doing was going near-inadequate. While it was true that their work on the blueprints was ridiculously slapdash and near-impossible to read, he seemed to be taking it to near perfectionistic levels. As such, no one could get along and the project wasn't NEARLY as complete as they wished it to be. Eventually, it got late enough that even attempting to fix up anything would just prove futile. This, tied with Nurp's constant interruptions of Naut in denying that he absolutely positively WASN'T tired and could stay up later, broke up the project for the day.

A few hours later, even though Nurp was tucked into bed, Naut's thoughts still lingered, and he quietly swapped over and sneakily got out of bed, the pink footie pajamas and stuffed alien doll (both at Nurp's insistence) muffling his noises. Thanks to having only one personality (and matured ones as that), Niksput and Rokit had yet to go to sleep. So, while Naut was floating out to get a drink of water, he could easily hear the two of them chatting…and the conversation caught his interest…

"Sir, with all due respect…THAT WAS A HORRIBLE JOB TODAY."

"Dude, totally! I mean, Naut nitpicked at EVERYTHING we did! Heck, I bet we could have had that done in NO TIME if it was just the two of us!"

As soon as he heard this, Naut had to fight the urge to scream. He was only trying to help! Forgetting about his drink, he angrily floated back to his room, a thought brewing in his mind, and then grew a grin.

"Sleep tight, Nurp…" He said, grinning even bigger. "You'll have a busy day tomorrow…"

The next morning was nearly up and at 'em to finishing up the project. With Niksput already starting, Rokit went to lift Nurp out of bed and signal Naut.

"About face, Naut. It's job time!" He called out. But nothing happened. Nurp just continued to happily stare at Rokit, his head not budging around and inch.

"What is your major malfunction, solder?" Rokit demanded, while Nurp continued to stare. Finally, Rokit just gave up. "You're gonna be like that, fine! Me and Niksput can do this project just fine without you!"

Turns out…two on a project like that is biting off more than you can chew…especially with a baby added into the mix. Suddenly, blueprints and freshly-painted walls were getting new additions…via crayon scribblings. Perfectly straightened pieces soon found themselves off-kilter and shattered…thanks to thrown building blocks. They managed to get LESS work done this way…

Eventually, they gave up for a lunch break. While Rokit and Niksput ate Hamlogna sandwiches (don't ask how there's Hamlogna on the moon), while Nurp was periodically spoon-fed mashed carrots (once again, don't ask). After they finished, Rokit and Niksput were ABOUT to attempt to go back to work, when a disconcerting gurgle and splat sound was randomly heard. Ever so slowly, Rokit and Niksput turned towards Nurp…

"Nurp stinky!" Nurp said, sounding like a combination of embarrassment, relief, and at the brink of tears.

The two quickly turned around and found themselves playing rock-paper-scissors for a couple of rounds. Eventually, Rokit found himself growling under his breath as he picked Nurp up and floated off.

Unfortunately, thanks to the way that Nurp's spacesuit was designed, Rokit was forced to take it off. As Nurp lied on the changing table, Rokit pulled his spacesuit off of him and the offending diaper. As soon as he discarded it in the nearby diaper bin, he turned around to find…Nurp no longer on the table. Instead, the now spacesuitless…and now also diaperless, infant was happily floating in the air, giggling, as he zoomed out of the door.

"…GET THAT BABY!" Rokit suddenly yelled, as he zoomed after.

Meanwhile, outside of the changing room, Niksput was waiting around, until he saw the grey blur pass him up.

"What the?" He said in shock, as Rokit zoomed up next to him.

"We've got a code Birthday Suit! GO, GO, GO!" Rokit demanded, as the two zoomed off.

However, wherever they went, Nurp always seemed to be one step ahead. Throughout his zooming around, he crashed through the containers of half-opened paint that were meant to decorate the bathroom, coating him and his brothers in spots of light blue paint. But he didn't stop there…

"No! Don't go THERE!" Both Niksput and Rokit yelled out. But it was too late. Nurp…

…Went outside. On the surface of Mixel Moon. Still a good ways ahead of his brothers, the au naturel newborn noticed a huge and thick puddle of moon mud (that's when Mixel Moon soil gets all wet and gooey!)…and floated high enough out of where his brothers' viewpoints would be. Within seconds of this, Rokit and Niksput sped in, but stopped right near the puddle.

"We've lost him!" Rokit angrily said.

"He can't have gone far!" Niksput pointed out.

Quick as a wink, Nurp suddenly plummeted down between them, his fists pounding the ground and sending up a shockwave…that launched the entire moon mud puddle upwards about as high as he originally was.

"GOTCHA!" Both Rokit and Niksput yelled, as they both grabbed hold of the bare baby. Then, quicker than they could react, a torrent of moon mud gushed downwards, coating the entire area and all three of them from head to toe in a sticky mess that was drying fast in the cold moon air.

"This…is the most HUMILIATING moment of my career."

"Dude, SHUT UP. I'm in the same boat as you are right now."

What could have been two simple showers and a quick washoff of Nurp turned into complete annoyance thanks to Nurp's begging. No, instead, Nurp wanted to make it out into a HUGE bubble bath, and begged and screamed until he got his way. And now, all three Orbitons were crammed into the tub of the smaller bathroom, forced into a situation that only one was enjoying.

Rokit's laser guns and dome helmet was now off of him, the latter replaced with a tacky light blue shower cap studded with white stars, as he angrily muttered to himself, practically attacking the stubborn mud all over his body with a large back scrubber. Niksput's once-pristine white spacesuit was now peeled off of his body and messily thrown onto the floor, while his eye covering was also removed from his face, as he attempted to scrub out the offending gunk out of his hair, which had now lost its pompadour shape and was now just a soapy tangle.

The only one enjoying himself was Nurp, who was happily partway submerged in the bubbles, cheerfully playing with a rubber duck. And by playing, I mean splashing it up and down, sending water and soap onto the floor as his brothers attempted to move in the tight space to avoid getting it splashed in the eyes. His face and body were still slightly streaked with mud, thanks to dodging his brothers' vain attempts to wipe him off. This wasted even MORE time for the project.

After that ordeal, Rokit and Niksput went back to work…this time; they shoved Nurp into a playpen that he couldn't get out of thanks to a closed canopy on top. This time, the two of them were ACTUALLY managing to get work done…still haphazardly, though. Their blueprints STILL seemed off, but they still didn't seem to care. They were making good time at last. Finally, it felt like they were almost done…and they started to float up and hang the chandelier on the top, as Nurp looked up and watched them. Something…felt off. Suddenly, as soon as they floated down from hanging it…Naut came out. He burst through the canopy and suddenly tackled the two away.

"Ow…" All three moaned as the dust settled.

"Dude, what the heck?!" Niksput asked, as both he and Rokit glared.

"Glad to see you finally showed up!" Rokit responded, angry.

As if to answer, the chandelier plummeted onto the ground a mere inches from their new position, causing Rokit and Niksput to flinch (though Naut didn't react, since he knew it was coming).

"Told you the measurements were off." Naut calmly said, patting both of them on the heads as he reworked on the blueprints, while Rokit and Niksput only stayed slack-jawed.

"…What just happened?" Niksput finally asked, breaking the silence.

"Oh, I guess you could say I was 'Naut' on strike." Naut said, smirking, leaving his brothers stuck on an enigma that would confuse them for the long run.

THE END