Hello, all. Before you read the first chapter of my first fanfic uploaded onto this site, you must know that I do not own Bo-bobo, Don Patch, or any related characters. If I did, I'd be a lot more happy than I am now. Now enjoy the fic.

Chapter 1: With One Goal in Mind

It's a bright and early morning. Don Patch had just awoken from a dream he was having, one that he was enjoying...

In the dream, Don Patch and Bo-bobo were having a wiggin match. And, as with any dream of Don's, he was winning.

"Fist of the Nose Hair! Patchy Pummeler!" Bo-bobo pulls out a giant hammer with a dizzy-eyed Don's face on the end of it and tries to hammer him, but he dodges every swing. About ten whacks later, Bo-bobo finally hits Don--but to Bo's dismay it was only a rubber squeaky hammer.

"Whattaya call that?" said Don with a laugh. It was his turn to retaliate. "Don Patch Super Scream!" Assuming the bored-looking expression from a previous Bo-bobo episode, Don Patch slowly raised his arms. Suddenly, he put them to his cheeks and ended up with the weirdest face and weirdest background possibly in the history of the manga/anime itself! "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAIYA!!!" The force of the scream sent Bo-bobo flying backward and into a wall.

"You're not bad," said Bo-bobo, "but it takes a lot more than that to defeat the King of Wiggin Specialists!" Bo-bobo went into his famous pose. "Super Fist of the Nose Hair!" Energy flowed through him like mad. "Fro Tank of Doom!!" Bo-bobo suddenly looked like a tank. A tank's gun came out of his afro and aimed at Don Patch. "Target locked! Fire 1!" A yellow missle came speeding at Don. He took one sidestep and the missle missed completely.

"No wonder they call it a missle!" said Don, in a gloating way.

"Target locked! Again. Fire 2!" This time, a green missle shot out at Don. He rolls out of the way, but the missle turns around and heads back for him. Don Patch pulls out his trusty Don Patch sword and slices the missle in half.

"How can an onion slice through a missle?!?" screamed Beauty, like she always does.

"Target locked! Again again! Fire 3!!" Bo-bobo said in a much bigger voice. Soon we see why. The missle launched this time is enormous; in fact, too big to have fired out of the tank's gun. Don cowered in fear as the missle hit him. "Direct hit!" said Bo-bobo.

...But as the smoke cleared, Don is seen standing and completely unaffected. "It didn't work," he said, striking an odd pose, "because I'm a meathead!!"

"Not this again!" remarked Beauty.

But Bo-bobo knew how to counter this now. "So, you're saying you have a head made of meat?" he said calmly. Suddenly, he started charging at Don Patch with his mouth wide open and said, "I think I'll just EAT IT THEN!!"

But before Bo-bobo could react, he found himself plunging mouth-first into Jelly Jiggler with a crude-looking Don Patch mask. "Oof!" he cried. He had a large bite taken out of his side. "Is that any way to treat the REAL STAR OF THE SHOW??" he shouted, imitating Don Patch.

"It's how I treat all my enemies," replied Bo-bobo, chewing on the jelly. "Hmm, needs more salt." He looked back up at Jelly. "Hey Don Patch, when'd you get so tall?"

"That's not Don Patch, that's Jelly Jiggler in a mask, you doofus!" said Beauty.

"Actually, I'm his stunt double," Jelly said back.

"Stunt double?!?" said Beauty, eyes popping.

"Cut!" said a voice from off-stage. An average-looking man with a megaphone and a slightly large head came onto the scene. "Not bad, guys, but how about sticking to the script?" He pulls out an insanely large script. "I don't have anyone in here anywhere revealing that they are anyone's stunt double."

"Oh yeah? Well I quit!" said Jelly angrily, throwing down the Patch mask. "I can't work under these conditions!" he said, indicating the large bite mark in his body. "Don can do his OWN stunts!"

"Ugh, fine," said the director. "We don't have the budget to hire a well-trained stunt double anyway. Get over here, Don Patch! You're on!" Once everyone got back into place, the director yelled "Action!" and the fight continued.

"Don Patch Sword Tornado!" said Don Patch immediately. He started spinning with his "sword" held out, causing a wind to start up. Bo-bobo got sucked into the tornado...but on a closer look, Don and Bo-bobo were now in ballerina costumes and twirling together, with some calm music playing. Suddenly, Don stuck his leg out and spin-kicked Bo-bobo, who flew off the platform they were on and into the endless abyss. A bright light flared from where Bo-bobo fell, and an announcer said "Game!" It shows Don doing a victory pose, and Bo-bobo clapping in the background. "This game's winner is...Don Patch!"

"Oh YEAH!" started Don. "You're lookin' at the NEW King of Wiggin Specialists! Bow down to me! I am now your god! You will erect statues of me in every city! You will worship me in your churches! You will give me offerings of half-eaten cheddar fries and moth balls!"

Bo-bobo walks up to Don Patch. "Well, Don, you win. I am proud of you, son." He presented him the Wiggin Specialist "H" necklace. "Here you go. You've...earned it."

It was right at this time Don's alarm clock, with a little Bo-bobo head on top, rang. He smashed it with his onion. Yawning, he got up out of bed. "Well," he said, "Today's the day!"

He gets out of his bedroom and goes into the living room, in which Bo-bobo is up and looking out the window. "Aaah... Look at the little birdies..." he said, relaxed. "I'll call you breakfast, you lunch, and you dinner...yum..." He spots Don Patch about to open the front door. "Don Patch!! Where are you going?"

"I'm going on a quest to become the King of Wiggin Specialists!" said Don Patch, in his I'm-the-best way.

"Ok, hon, be back by dinner time," said Bo-bobo.

Should I really leave? thought Don. I might not make it without Bo-bobo to encourage me... hmm...

"I changed my mind! I can't leave you, Bo-bobo!" said Don Patch, turning away.

"Nooooo!" said Bo-bobo. "I wanted to have a wild party while you were away!"

"Oh...ok then, I guess I'll head out." Don Patch closed the door behind him. Not three steps did he walk before he heard loud music and noises coming from inside the house. Don looked throgh the window and saw Bo-bobo, Jelly Jiggler, Dengaku Man, and even Beauty dancing to some funky music. He immediately turned around and started thumping on the door.

"Hey, let me in Bo-bobo! I wanna party!" he said, trying desperately to get it open. Came Bo-bobo's voice from inside, "Ooh! I know! Let's play Pin The Tail On Don Patch!" "On second thought..." said Don Patch. He crept away and started off on his adventure, with one goal in mind.

That was it. Did you enjoy it? Is there a problem? How should I change my writing? Do you want some nachos? Please review and answer some of these questions. I need to know how I'm getting along so I can make myself and everybody else happy.