Amy's p.o.v****
"Fist of the Scorpion: Pesticide!"I exclaimed, throwing a line of needles in front of us as an army of carrots were thrown our way, hitting them and immediatly causing the eyesight-enhancing vegstable to wither and fall to the ground, the rabbits taking hops forward, glaring.
"Stop." I looked over, seeing Bebebe standing up slowly, pulling a hand across his lip.
"Boss!"The first bunny exclaimed, but Bebebe held a hand out to him in warning.
"Don't worry. I can take care of these fools myself."He said in a very calm voice, as if nothing in the world was wrong. Bobobo tensed up and stepped up, saying solidly,
"You want to fight us, fight me first."
Bebebe moved his head up, eyes compleatly hidden by his hair, so I couldn't tell what kind of emotions might be flickering across them as his younger brother stepped up to face him one-on-one.
"Bobobo."I said, looking up.
"Don't try to stop me, this is between me and my closest brother."Bobobo instructed, and I frowned a bit.
"I wasn't going to try to." He looked down, mildly surprised. I looked forward, at Bebebe, and said,
"I know what you're going through. Just remember this: you are family." With my words of wisdom overwith, I remained still, waiting for Bobobo to look back at Bebebe before taking one step back to the others, compleatly on guard.
"You think Bobobo can win this one?"Battleship asked, as Bobobo and Bebebe sized eachother up.
I paused, thinking about how the only other person I'd ever seen Bobobo fight who was also a master of a Hair Fist was Battleship, and I'd been under the compleate assumption that Bobobo had died...
"...Yes. Yes I do."I said, trying to sound confident.
Bebebe pointed his thumb behind him and the bunnies all fell into formation, taking four steps(hops) backwards, waiting and each glaring at me. I pulled out my lucky rabbit foot and glared right back at them, all of them huddling and shaking, starring at me like I was a monster, Don Patch jumping up and trying to take the foot from me. I let my hand fall, Don snatching the foot, as I turned my attention back to Bobobo and Bebebe, who had is ever-relaxed face on.
"They look nothing alike."I mused, and Bebebe said,
"Yeah, Bobobo and I took more after our mother, and Bebebe, Bababa, and Bibibi all took after our father in terms of looks."
"...Your father was a wad of hair..."
"Yeah. Great guy." I was not getting into Bobobo's messed-up childhood again. Besides, the fight was beginning.
"Come on, little brother. I'll give you the first sho-"
"BOBOBO ALLSTAR!"Bobobo exclaimed, catching his brother off-guard as he slammed an entire basketball net structure onto his brother's head, Bebebe shouting out in surprise and pain as he stumbled backwards, panting.
"H-how...?"He asked, before straightening back up a bit and nodding.
"I see you've become rather the Wiggin' expert. Well, allow me a counter attack of my own."He mused, a yellow aura the exact same as Bobobo's lighting up around him. I tensed, watching as the cuffs of Bebebe's pants began to wiggle and strain, until they snapped all the way off and flew in seperate directions.
"Fist of the Leghair: Leghair Shot!"He exclaimed, swinging his leg in front of him and the leghairs protruding from where the cuffs once were, slapping into Bobobo before he could move.
"Bobobo!"I exclaimed, leaning forward a bit as he slid on his feet, looking up at Bebebe, panting and covered in scratched.
"Someone needs to shave!"Bobobo exclaimed, sounding perfectly fine and dandy, standing up and pulling back his hand.
"Here!"He exclaimed, slamming the bottle of shaving cream into Bebebe's face, sending him back into his army of bunnies, who all scuttered around trying to help him.
"Bobobo wasn't affected?"Gasser asked, and I relaxed a bit. That's right, Bobobo's never been defeated before, he'll be fine...right? I was cut from my thought as Bebebe stood up, the bunnies still crowded around him, the main one glaring daggers at Bobobo.
"Hey! Who do you think you are, punk?!"He exclaimed.
"Ohhh, bad idea."I said, cringing as Bobobo whipped to face the bunny, fists clenched tight and a frown on his face. The bunny glared harder, taking a step forward.
"..."Bobobo was silent, and Bebebe got a calm smirk on his face.
"Aww, the bunny hurt your feelings? What are you gonna do about it, little brother?"He mocked, and I mused calmly,
"Just wait-"
"IT'S BOBOBO-BO-BO-BOBO!"Bobobo screamed, slamming a stick of cealery down on the rabbit's head. The rabbit stumbled backwards, eyes wide in shock, as it fell onto it's back, paw gripping it's chest even though it wasn't struck there.
"Smith!"Bebebe exclaimed, loosing his cool for the first time and looking down in shock at the rabbit, which moved its head up to look at Bobobo, who cracked his knuckles.
"N-now I remember you..."The rabbit gasped, out, his little guys all around him and crying, fawning and trying to console eachother.
"Hm."Bobobo made a sound, and the rabbit went on in a strained voice.
"The...Cealery Warrior..."
"You're kidding, right?"I deadpanned, raising an eyebrow.
"Y-you took out my troops in the battle of Cottontail, just with one stick of cealery, not even a scoop of peanut butter on it. Just a warrior and his negative-calorie vegetable...I thought...I'd never get the chance...to face you...again. I'm glad that this...is how it all ends...for me."He finished, the rabbits and Bebebe gasping flamboyantly as Smith and Bobobo gave each other longs stares for awhile.
"I have no idea what you're talking about."Bobobo said flatly, and the Rabbit's face shook in shock, before it let out a breath and dropped it's head, the carrot in it's hand rolling dramatically away.
"BUT YOU'RE THE ONE WHO SAID YOU- Oh why do I bother?"I gave up, looking up boredly and suddenly gasping.
"Bobobo!"I tried to warn him, but was too late.
"Fist of the Leghair: Color Dyed Leghair!"Bebebe shouted, leghairs whipping out and wrapping around Bobobo, constricting him tightly.
"Hey! Let him go!"I shouted, sliding forward with a needle drawn, as the hairs protruding from the bottom of Bebebe's pants wound tighter around Bobobo.
"Too late! The dye is starting to take affect already."Bebebe said, voice low and soothing as I looked, a black dye seeping up from the leghairs and into Bobobo's nose. He sniffed twice and then pulled back his head, sneezing loudly and exclaiming,
"MEOWWWW!"
"Why do you sneeze like that?!"I exclaimed, momentarily taken away from the fact that Bobobo was stuck in his brother's trap.
Bobobo's head snapped back up, face literally stiff and blank, as if I'd asked him the full-name of Pi. I stiffened, looking from a tied-up Bobobo to Bebebe, who stood infront of the fallen Smith who was having a funeral procession by the other little bunnies, who were wheeping.
"What did you do? Bobobo! Snap out of it!"I shouted, panicked as to what exactly that dye did to him.
Bebebe chuckled, sighing loudly as if amused and explained,
"Dyed Leghair allows me to brainwash my victim into doing anything I want them to do!" I grit my teeth. This was not good, if Bobobo got brainwashed into fighting us, could we all take him? My thoughts went back to the fight we had, how I barely scraped by, and I shook myself. I was NOT going through that again.
"Bobobo! Listen to me, don't do whatever Bebebe tells you to! He's brainwashing you and that costs a fortune at the drycleaners!"I warned, getting no reaction.
Bebebe laughed at my attempt and, in his ever-easy-going way, ordered nonchalantly,
"Become a complete fool." Bobobo bowed his head and said,
"Yes sir."
"No, Bobobo!"Beauty exclaimed, worried, as Bebebe got a victorious grin on his face and retracted the leghairs.
"Now, attack your friends you fool!"Bebebe ordered, pulling out anouther cigarette and placing it in his mouth. Bobobo bowed and spun on a heel, facing us.
"Bobobo, don't-"
"PREVENTIVE LUNG CANCER JELLY TREATMENT!"Bobobo exclaimed, grabbing Jelly Jiggler's head and swinging him around like a bat, slamming him into Bebebe's side.
"WHAAAA?!"Everyone gaped, and I sighed, shaking my head.
"H-how did it not work on you?!"Bebebe exclaimed, his calm facad falling to the ground as he sat up, covered in scratches, a desperate look in his face as he saw that he was loosing, to a buffoon no less.
"He's already a fool."I deadpanned, as Bobobo took up a fighting stance.
"Alright Bebebe, it's time for ME to attack!"Bobobo exclaimed, Bebebe shouting,
"You've been attacking this whole time!"
"Super Snot For You: Summon Super Goat!"Bobobo exclaimed, hands thrown up in the air as his aura flared around him, the ground shaking.
"Why do I have a feeling this is a play-off of when I had to summon Scorpio...?"I asked, faced dark. A massive bright light appeared in front of Bobobo, glowing bright as Bebebe backed up a bit...
"...Bobobo..."
"Yes."
"...That is a giraffe."
"THE CAKE IS A LIE!"Bobobo shouted, jumping up and landing on top of the giraffe's head, the giraffe leaning it's neck down as Bobobo jumped off, fist raised,
"Fist of the Nosehair: Long-necked goat!"
"Leghair Rejection!"Bebebe shouted, and Bobobo stopped mid-air, gaping, and then trying to swim back up to the giraffee's head, only to fail and fall on his butt.
"What the hell?!"I exclaimed, running up to Bobobo and crouching down, placing a hand on his back.
Bobobo looked like he'd just run a marathon, all pale and sunken-looking. It reminded me of how Don Patch looked the first time we met him, all raisin-like.
"Uhhhh I feel...weird."With the last word Bobobo deflated, falling to the floor and groaning. I gasped, looking over at a smirking Bebebe as the giraffe spontaniously dissapeared.
"What did you do to him?!"I demanded, and he scoffed.
"I used a technique that drains the enemy of their energy, leaving them useless and with no energy to attack."He explained, and I looked down at Bobobo, worriedly. He honestly looked like a dried prune, tired and listless, in no condition to fight. I tensed, thinking of what we could do. Bebebe could do this to Bobobo, so what could he do to us?
He was definitly a strong opponent, if he could stop our attacks all together, but if only a few of us fought he couldn't get us all, and the others could revive Bobobo... I sighed, picking up Bobobo and walking his now-light frame over to the others, setting him down and saying something I never, ever, EVER thought I'd say.
"Guys, remember that thing I told you never to do even if your lives depended on it?"I asked, everyone noddding.
I took in a deep breath and said,
"Do it." They all gasped, looking at me like I'd just turned into a mean-green soup crazy alien.
"Are you sure?!"Battleship exclaimed, and I nodded.
"Listen, half of us will revive him while the other half fights Bebebe."
They seemed hesitant, but nodded none the less.
"Good. Battleship, Bububu, you guys and I will fight Bebebe. Beauty, Gasser, Don, Jiggler, and Dengakuman, I'm counting on you guys."I ordered, and they all nodded, then whipped out bags of...shiver...
Candy. Yes, candy. I found out the hard way awhile ago, while we were staying in that Bed and Breakfast where Bobobo and I had that...uh...run in in the hall. It took four horse tranqualizers, a net, a Tickle-Me-Elmo, and 'Soft Kitty, Warm Kitty' to get him to calm down. Needless to say, I learned my lesson, and made everyone swear never to give him sugar. Ever. But desprate times call for desprate measures, and this time was desprate. I turn away as the guys all timidly shoveled piles of candy from last Halloween into Bobobo's mouth as Bububu, Battleship and I turned to face a still-calm Bebebe, who was nonchalantly placing his hands into his pockets.
"Hmm, so I've just got to face two girls and Amy?"He asked, Bububu and I glaring as Battleship paused a moment, a dull look on his face. I sighed and looked over at him.
"Think about it."
"Thinking."
"..."
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"HEY!...Wait not yet..."
I turned to Bebebe, who was giving us an amused look, and said,
"While he thinks of that, I've got a question for you." Bebebe 'hm'ed lightly, and asked,
"What is it, doll-face?" Count to ten...okay.
"Why are you fighting your own little brother, if he was the one you were closest to as a child?"
His face didn't change, and he said arily without a hint of regret,
"Because he's weak." Oh. Oh hell no. Oh HAIIIIL NO. If there was one thing I could not stand it was older siblings who hurt their younger siblings just because they thought they were weak! Not like I'm bias...or anything...
"You're going down punk!"I shouted, running at him and pulling out four needles, shouting, "Fist of the Scorpion: Burn Baby Burn!"
I tossed the needles, that immediatly caught fire in mid-air and shot right towards him, Bububu jumping back a bit and shouting,
"Leghair Denial!" Hair shot from his ankles and snapped at the needles, sending them plummeting down immediatly. I grit my teeth, knowing he could just repel any attack, and chose a physical one.
"Fist of the Scorpion: P.E. Kick!"I shouted, taking off faster than the eye could see and stopping short in front of Bebebe, pulling a foot back and swinging it around. I was aiming for his head, but before I could reach it he shouted,
"Leghair Seal!" I felt his palm dig into my stomach and I was thrown backwards, skidding on my side as I slid back to Battleship and Bububu, who both crouched and put their hands on my side, asking simultainously,
"Are you okay?!"
I pushed myself up onto my elbow, feeling a sharp stinging sensation on my stomach.
"Damnit, what the hell?"I exclaimed, looking down on my stomach, where a shining yellow seal was imprinted in my skin, in the shape of a leg all the way up to the knee. "Really, you couldn't give me a better seal?"I deadpanned, frowning.
"That seal will block of any attacks you want to use for the next twenty minuets. I figure I'll only take anouther five, ten if I get hungry."Bebebe explained, and I cursed.
"Don't worry, I got this!"
"Battleship."
"Hm?"
"...You turned into an octopus again."
"...Well, this is awkward. Can I go with the others?"
"Yes."
"Amy."Bububu said, helping me sit up, brushing off my jacket sleeve. I looked up at her curious. "I know Bebebe, and while he's a strong fighter, he'll only ever attack us head-on if it's severely necissairy. Other than that he's a coward who just blocks off his opponents attacks so he can fight them handicapped."
"So we can't fight him one-on-one, or we'll all be useless."I inferred, and she nodded.
"We have to fuse."She said, and I sighed. Bububu and I had only fused once before, and it was followed by a few days of awkward exchanges such as curt nods and awkward silences. But, like always, she was right. Damn, this was why I never fused in the last series...