A recap of the last chapter...
Don Patch, decked out in a leather jacket and cool shades, was busy bragging to his classmates. He had just finished saying how he took down forty guys with a broken can opener when the door suddenly swung open. Immediately, everyone in the room quickly rushed back to their seats and pulled out their textbooks, pretending to study. Don Patch, ever the rebellious one, leaned back in his chair and put his feet on the desk as the teacher walked in. She was a large, dark-skinned woman with funky glasses and a giant blonde afro. She wore a blouse and a knee-long skirt. The only thing that made it hard to believe it was a woman was that she had six pack abs and no breasts. The moment she took her seat, she noticed Don Patch.
"DON JEREMIAH RICARDO PATCH!"
"...Yes, Ms. Bobobo?"
"Get your feet off your desk right now!" Ms. Bobobo snapped, slamming her ruler against the chalkboard.
Don Patch just smirked and replied, "No. I don't want to."
"WHAT DID YOU SAY, YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE PUNK?"
Turning to the door, Ms. Bobobo screeched, "WALLACE...WE GOT ANOTHER BAD BOY WANNABE IN HERE!"
Don Patch gasped. 'Who the hell is Wallace?'
After a moment of silence, a giant baby wearing a leather jacket, cool shades, a red Mohawk on his head, and a jagged scar across his fat face came rolling into the room on a black tricycle. The temperature of the entire planet dropped 3 degrees.
"Hmph…another wannabe, huh? How pathetic." the baby grunted in a low, rugged voice.
"W…WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?! WHO IS THIS FREAKY BABY?" Don Patch cried out.
"This is Wallace, an old student of mine," Ms. Bobobo explained, "He went to jail a few years ago for being caught with illegal substances, but now he's a changed man…and he's here to beat the shit out of anyone who tries to act like a 'bad boy'!"
In all his years as a professional 'bad boy', Don Patch had never sensed such a deadly bad boy aura as he did from that giant baby.
Throwing all of his dignity on the floor, Don Patch screamed like a little girl, jumped out the window, and ran as far away from the school as possible.
"GET 'EM, WALLACE!" snapped Ms. Bobobo, and Wallace drove out the same window, and chased poor Don Patch all the way, pushing the pedals of his tricycle as hard as he could.
Turning back to the rest of the class, Ms. Bobobo smiled sweetly and said, "Alright, everyone, now turn to page 43 and we'll begin today's lesson..."
"HOLD ON!" Gasser exclaimed, "NONE OF THAT STUFF HAPPENED LAST CHAPTER!"
"Yeah...just keep telling yourself that..." Wallace said, but Gasser just ignored him and continued walking.
Placing a hand on Wadokei's shoulder, Bobobo asked him, "Wadokei-gakou-kun-sensei-moho, why do you hesitate to fight your comrades? We ain't gonna do all the fighting for ya! If we are...you better pay us!"
Wadokei sighed heavily. "I'm sorry, Bobobo-dono, but I only wish to fight the boss of Sabaku Guardian Corps., as he is the one responsible for brainwashing Shinai and Yasuke..."
"You're a sad case, Wadokei. No matter what you do, your happiness is over...shall I write a sad song for you?" Jelly Jiggler remarked, decked out in gothic attire.
"So...who's the last faggot - I mean, bad guy left?" asked Don Patch while he sat atop Hatenko's head and smoked a cigar.
Wadokei thought for a moment and replied, "If all of my comrades had been manipulated by the boss as I fear, then R is left..."
"R?"
"Yes. R is second-in-command, and very close to the boss. He owes everything to the boss. In fact, they're so close, that there are rumors going around that they're secretly lovers..."
"I was right when I called him a 'faggot' then!" Don Patch noted, but he just got a boot to the head.
"R's real name is Richard Rules," Wadokei continued, "But he wanted to be called 'R' because he thought it sounded cooler. His Super Fist style is-"
Suddenly, Bobobo stopped him by placing a hand over his mouth.
"Bobobo! Stop it!" Jelly Jiggler snapped, "We were just gonna find out how to beat that 'R' faggot!"
"I know, but it's my fighting policy to never learn an enemy's Super Fist style beforehand, even though I do break that policy sometimes." Bobobo replied.
Handing Wadokei a piece of paper, Jelly Jiggler told him, "Here, just write it down for me..."
Snarling, Wadokei snatched the paper and tore it in two, bringing poor Jelly Jiggler to tears.
"Anyway, let's stay focused! What about Beauty and the others? We have no idea were they are!" Gasser exclaimed.
"Don't worry! I have a plan!" said Bobobo, "SUPER FIST OF THE NOISE HAIR: PARADE OF HUNTING FLIES!"
Bobobo's afro snapped open, and a horde of flies flew out.
"WWAAAAAAAAAAHHHH?!"
"What's the order, boss?" asked one of the flies to Bobobo.
"FIND THESE PEOPLE: BEAUTY, COLONEL SANDERS, HALEKULANI'S SHOES, AND MY DEAR LITTLE DOGGY!"
"ONLY ONE OF THOSE IS RIGHT!" Gasser exclaimed.
The flies then flew into the sky and split off in different directions around the city.
"Will...will this really work?" Gasser asked the bobonafide warrior.
Bobobo shrugged. "Who can say? Not I."
"DAMN IT, MR. BOBOBO!"
Softon let out his fifth sigh in the last three minutes as he sat alone in a dingy, wet, cramped jail cell. Snickering at him from the other side of the bars, Dengakuman scoffed, "This is what happens when you don't treat animals with respect...bitch!" Softon pressed his face into his hands and Dengakuman walked away, laughing loudly.
'He's right...I'm a despicable, despicable human being...I hurt a harmless little dog, for fuck's sake! If only I had just fed him daily like I was supposed to...if only I had kept my rage under control...if only I had run away when I had the chance...if only...if only...if only...IF ONLY THAT GODDAMN BUZZING WOULD STOP!'
Looking up, Softon saw a small fly hovering over him.
Gasping, Softon said, "Ah! You're a Hunting Fly! Bobobo must have sent for me! But...I'm in jail. I cannot leave until I have served my punishment for my sins..."
The fly rolled its eyes and, turning around, flew right into the prison bars, shattering them upon impact. After Softon got over what he had just witnessed, he quickly followed after the fly, hoping he won't be too late...
In the end, the only person the flies were able to bring back was Beauty, who they had to forcibly pull away from a NaruSasu doujinshi.
"YOU COULD HAVE AT LEAST LET ME BUY IT FIRST!" Beauty snapped, swatting at the flies, which just flew back into Bobobo's afro.
'Hmm...one of the Hunting Flies hasn't returned yet...' Bobobo noted, but he didn't find it too important.
"Alright...so now what do we do?" Gasser asked the group.
Jelly Jiggler looked around, unsure, and said, "Where should we go? Where should we go? Where should we go?"
"Since we have no idea were the boss is," Wadokei responded, "I think we should first find R and get the location from him. He usually likes to spend time at the Sabaku Greenhouse, where he takes care of most of the plants there."
Dressed like a gangster, Don Patch had a sinister smirk on his lips as he chided, "Yeah, yeah...let's go get the answers outta that fuckin' bastard, then slit his throat, and let all the blood flow out...yeah, yeah..."
"Yeah," Jelly Jiggler giggled, wearing drag again, "Then we can feed his organs to mistreated fighting dogs! Tee hee!"
Don Patch stared at him with a look of disgust. "You make me sick."
"Hey, the Greenhouse is right over there." Beauty exclaimed, pointing at a large white structure with labeled 'Greenhouse'. Just as the others looked over, they saw what looked like the end of a vine slither back into the building, leaving a trail of blood in its wake.
'OH MY GOD, WHAT WAS THAT JUST NOW?'
"LET'S GO, GUYS!" Bobobo exclaimed, and everyone quickly rushed into the Greenhouse, while Beauty reluctantly followed them into the depths. The interior of the Greenhouse was like a jungle; hundreds and thousands of various common and rare species of plants all coexisted as one, feeding each other and feeding off each other.
The moment Don Patch laid his eyes on all this green foliage, he could only think one thing.
'BURN! BURN! BURN! BURN!'
In fact, he even took out a lighter and attempted to set a giant Venus Fly Trap plant on fire, but his idiotic efforts were thwarted by Zetsu, who popped out of the ground and punched Don Patch in the face before disappearing into the soil once again.
"This place is beautiful..." Beauty remarked, kneeling down to examine a flower. When she looked closely, she realized it had Bobobo's face.
"WAAAHHHHH!!"
"What is it, Beauty?" Bobobo asked, walking up beside her. Beauty looked at the flower, then at Bobobo, then at the flower again, and then she lost consciousness.
Noticing the flower with his face, Bobobo just stepped on it.
"Hmm...what amazing plants...I'm impressed..." Jelly Jiggler remarked, wearing glasses and a moustache as he gently (and unknowingly) felt the shimmering leaves of a poison ivy bush.
Suddenly, a high-pitched laughter caught everyone's attention. There was a slight rustle in the trees, and then the sound of someone walking began to become nearer and nearer.
"Who's there? Who's there?" Bobobo shouted, dressed as 'Ms. Bobobo' again.
A man came walking out from the bushes, yet it was a bit difficult for the gang to tell it was a man in the first place; he had his hair tied up in a upwards swirl, and it was bubblegum-pink. This man wore an open sparkling purple jacket that revealed his lean flat chest, and a pair of tight dark green leather pants. Even worse, he wore lipstick and make-up, but it looked better on him than it ever would on Don Patch or Jelly Jiggler.
"Ohh, I'm so glad you all came...especially you, Wadokei-chan." purred the obviously-gay man.
Looking up at Wadokei, Don Patch asked, "So...this guy is R, huh?"
Wadokei nodded, embarrassed by his former comrade's effeminate behavior.
"SO HE IS A FAG! I KNEW IT!"
R laughed haughtily into his palm and then exclaimed, "NOW THAT YOU'RE ALL HERE...I CAN KILL YOU WITH MY SUPER FIST STYLE!"
"Let me guess...it has something to do with plants, right?" Hatenko asked.
"Well, actually..." R began, and a giant rosebud popped out from underneath Hatenko's feet, ensnaring him. Then, another rosebud burst out of the ground and captured Wadokei, who cursed himself for his own stupidity for not having seen that coming.
"I HAVE TWO SUPER FIST STYLES!" R finished, laughing wildly as the entire jungle behind him burst into flames. However, that wasn't apart of showing off his power. It was actually due to Don Patch, who finally succeeded in 'BURNING' everything.
Grabbing the orange man by the head, R shook him violently as he shouted, "WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT? WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT? DO YOU KNOW HOW FUCKIN' LONG IT TOOK TO GROW ALL THOSE PLANTS? DO YOU? THEY'RE LIKE MY CHILDREN, YOU SON OF A-"
"SMOKEY BEAR SAYS NOT TO START FOREST FIRES, BITCH!" Bobobo exclaimed, and he flying-kicked both R and Don Patch into the flames without a second thought.
Unfortunately for the Bobobo Group, R escaped and stopped, dropped and rolled before the fire killed him.
"YOU BASTARDS!" he screeched, "YOU NOT ONLY RUINED MY MAKE-UP, BUT NOW MY COAT'S BEEN BURNED! I'M GOING TO KILL ALL OF YOU WITH MY REAL SUPER FIST STYLE! SUPER FIST OF SWITCHY SWITCH: SUPER FIST SWITCH!"
R's right hand glowed slightly for a moment, and then returned to normal.
After a few minutes of nothing happening, Gasser asked, "...Did you even do anything?"
Suddenly, a loud fart pierced the silence...and it was coming from Beauty.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" Beauty's face turned bright red as several more poots came out of her bottom. Soon, she had disappeared in the growing yellow mist surrounding her.
"Hold on, Beauty! I'll save you!" Gasser exclaimed, but as he tried to run over to her, his whole body jiggled like jelly and he lost balance, falling on his face.
Jelly Jiggler used his nose hairs to help Gasser back to his feet, but freaked out when he realized he had nose hairs.
"DAMN IT!" Wadokei cried, only his head sticking out of the rosebud, "HIS SUPER FIST OF SWITCHY SWITCH COMPLETELY ALTERS HIS OPPONENTS' SUPER FIST TECHNIQUES BY SWITCHING THEM BETWEEN PEOPLE!"
"Then who did I get?" Don Patch asked aloud. Opening a compartment on his chest, he looked in and saw a high-tech computer with the words 'BEAUTY' flashing on the screen.
"I GOT BEAUTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!"
Turning to Bobobo, Don Patch saw that the man's afro now had a set of spikes sticking out of the sides.
"...AND BOBOBO GOT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE?!"
R couldn't help but laugh as he watched the insanity unfold right before his eyes...