Amy's p.o.v****
"You guys ready to rumble?"Dengaku man shouted, teeth razor-sharp and eyes pure evil on such an adorable little body. Bobobo and Don Patch gaped, then looked down at themselves.
"Rumble?"Don asked, perplexed.
"There's nothing wrong with us!"Bobobo defended, and Dengakuman's face went back to normal, crossing his arms and saying matter-of-factly,
"And do you know why? Because your ma and pa fed you good food growing up, they burped you and bathed you! I bet you didn't even have the time to say thank you."
Bobobo and Don teared up and began to cry, looking up at the sky and exclaiming,
"Ma! Pa!"
"Let's sing the Ma and Pa song!"Dengakuman exclaimed, holding up a mic with a big smile on his face. Bobobo and Don grabbed a mic and cleared their throats, Beauty, Gasser and I all wondering how the hell this was a battle.
"Just to say, thanks for the soup, Papap! Thanks for folding my clothes, and helping me whipe my nose! Thanks for the care, now get out of my hair!"They sang loudly.
"C'mon, now you!"Dengakuman exclaimed, holding a mic up to me, "What do you have to thank your parents for?" I gave him an emotionless expression and said,
"My parents died for me and my brother who later left me to fend for myself." Everyone was quiet for a moment, and then Dengakuman got his satanic, pissed off face on and threw the mic at me, hitting me in the head.
"Hey!"I shouted, and he shouted,
"Sing-a-long time's over! Now it's time for my attack!"
He tensed up and ran at me, full fource. I knelt down and held out my hand, his head slamming into it, arms unable to reach me.
"Grrrr! I'll get ya! I'll get ya!"He shouted, and I shook my head, moving my hand and flicking him, sending him flying back a few inches. He crouched and winced, rubbing his head. "Fine! That was just the beginning of my attack anyways!"
He jumped into the air and flew right at me, face twisted in concentration. I frowned and caught him easily with one hand, looking him in the face and walking over to the pudding, plopping him back down in it.
"Alright! My turn!" Don Patch exclaimed, running towards Dengakuman. He was a few feet away before he stepped on a banana peel and slipped backwards, then promptly began to cry.
Dengakuman popped out of the pudding and began to cry, as well. Bobobo looked at both of them and hopped from foot-to-foot, a conflicted look on his face.
"What do I do?"He asked nervoisly, all of them freaking out simultaniously. I just watched, shaking my head at all of them and this nonesense.
"Men."Beauty said in an exasperated voice, Gasser standing a bit behind her and gaping, then falling to his knees defeated.
"Yes! Now that you're distracted, it's time for my REAL attack!"Dengakuman said evilly, and he let out a scream of pure power, a white aura surrounding him, actually kicking up the ground around him. I took a step back, shocked at the power this guy actually had. What kind of attack would this be? How damaging? Who would he target? All these thoughts ran through my head, right up until Dengakuman's little circle on the top of his swirl lit up and split into two...
Confettie fell out and he said cutely,
"Okay, I surrender!"
"What?"Beauty and I exclaimed, Bobobo's afro opening up and a squirrel popping out, holding up a sign that said 'It ain't over 'till the fat lady sings'. Dengakuman got a panicked look on his face and looked around for an idea, then said nervoisly,
"Fine! I challenge you to...uh...a Wiggin' Contest!"
Don Patch smiled and stepped up, saying confidently,
"Fine, I'll go first!" Beauty, Gasser and I sat down, knowing very well that this would take awhile. The arena darkened and a light shone on Don Patch, who was walking down a grocery store isle with a small cart. He stopped at one section, looking up at two packets of Ramen. One was chicken flavored and the other was Beef.
"...Hm, I don't know how to read."He muttered, and the light went out.
The arena lit up again and Dengakuman fell to his hand and knees, face strained.
"That...that was so...sad!"He exclaimed, Don Patch chuckling with victory.
"But I wont give up!"Dengakuman shouted, standing up and the arena going black again. A light shone on him standing in front of a vending machine, starring inside at the potstickers.
"Hm, this is all the money I have, I hope this fills me up."He mused, putting a coin in the machine.
The small door opened and out popped a baby chick, tweeting and looking over at Dengakuman with adorable eyes.
"Not today, my friend."It said in a ridiculously deep voice, then hopped onto the ground and away. The lights went up again and Don Patch fell to the ground, twitching.
"No one...can beat...a...pot sticker...story...ugh."
Bobobo fell to his knees next to Don Patch and held him in his arms, screaming,
"No! Don Patch! It's gonna be okay!...Be okay, you MADE A PROMISE!"
"Hey! Are you making fun of me?"I shouted at him, glaring with Beauty and Gasser holding me back. Bobobo stood up and pointed to Dengakuman, saying,
"I'll get back at you for hurting my friends! Get ready!"
The lights went down, then showed Bobobo standing in a convenience store. One man walked in wearing crocs and wielding a gun, a giant scar over his eye. He walked up to Bobobo and held up the gun, but Bobobo slapped on some handcuffs on him.
"You're underarrest! For those!"He pointed to the crocs, and the lights went back up.
"You gotta be kidding me.."I muttered, but Dengakuman actually fell to his hands and knees.
"No! I wont give up, I can't! I've always been the underdog, all my life!"He exclaimed.
"I was treated that way all my life, even by my brothers! Five years ago I was the last pup born in a litter of seven males."
"So you're a puppy?"Beauty exclaimed, and Dengakuman stood, looking at us plainly.
"My brothers would always hound at me and make fun of me because I don't look like a dog! I couldn't wag my tail at them, cuz I didn't even have one! They all said no one would want a puppy like me..." He fell to his knees and tears rolled down his face.
"All I wanted was to be loved! I wanted a friend, and to be a friend to someone else!"He exclaimed, and I frowned. Yeah, he was mildly phsycotic, but so were everyone else I was friends with. I felt bad for the little guy, knowing what it was like to grow up wanting a friend. It was a lonely existance with no one to play with, to talk to. I knelt down beside him and placed a hand on his head. He looked up at me, mildly surprised, and I said,
"I'm sure you have lots of friends here at your base."
He looked up hopefully as all the soldiers stood in the stands, me taking a quick moment to wonder how they got better so quick.
"Go home fluff boy!"One man shouted, and I gaped.
"We don't want no mutt here!"
"You stole my Gameboy!"
"You smell funny!"
"Look ma I'm on a fanfic!"
"Go home!"
"But...but..."I muttered, faceplaming. Dengakuman frowned, and just as the huge crowd got louder, one shout was heard over the rest.
"Hey! Cut it out!" I looked over at Don Patch, surprised. He glared up at the crowd, who had gotten quiet, and just as I was about to admire him, I saw that creepy doll Yaya laying on a blanket next to Serviceman, Don Patch shouting,
"You woke up Yaya!"
"Will you be my friend?" I looked over to where Dengakuman was smiling sweetly up at Bobobo, and I began to worry. What would Bobobo say? He wasn't always the kindest person...
"No." Like that...
"Why not? C'mon, the poor little guy needs a friend!"I exclaimed, everyone focusing on me.
"Hm?"Bobobo asked seriously.
I crossed my arms at him and said,
"I know what it's like to need a friend, and how it feels to be all alone with no one wanting anything to do with you. Why wont you be his friend?" Bobobo looked down at Dengakuman and said with a stern face,
"Because all I've heard you do is whine and yell when you get angry. You want to fource people to be your friends, but it can't work that way."
Dengaku sat and curled up, tears falling from his face.
"But...but I just want a friend so I wont be alone!"
"All you want is a superficial relationship!"Bobobo scolded, "You can't have a friend just so you can have one. A real friend listens, and comforts, and puts up with your crazy hijinks!" I let out a breath, uncrossing my arms. Bobobo did have a point...
"Wow, that sounds like a lot of work!"Dengakuman exclaimed, and Bobobo nodded.
"It is. Being a friend is no easy task! I don't think you want a friend as much as you say you do."Bobobo said, and Dengakuman stood up, whiping away a tear.
"I do! I just have to learn more about it!"He exclaimed.
"Then think about what I've told you about friendship until we see eachother again next!"Bobobo ordered, and turned around.
"C'mon guys, it's time to go."I said, and Beauty looked up at me curiously.
"Sis? Don't you wanna be his friend?" I looked at Dengakuman as he watched Bobobo leave, and said,
"Not yet. He's gotta learn that you have to protect friends, not fight them. C'mon, sushi's on me tonight."
Softon's p.o.v***
She was still safe, which was good. And from the looks of that attack she'd given the chefs earlier in the fight, she was becoming much, much stronger.
"Anyother time, that strength would be a good thing. Now, they'll just hunt her more fiercly..."I muttered to myself. She was safe for now, but not for very much longer. Especially since his base was right in their path...
"Excuse me mister, do you sell ice cream?" I turned to see a little kid pulling on my pant leg.
"What flavor?"I asked, and he said,
"Strawberry."
"..."I glared at him and walked away. Kids these days.
