The statue suddenly started laughing in a menacingly low tone.
"Whom even is this?" Ness whispered in a scared tone.
"Mr. Accident was plotting revenge on us, right?" I whispered back. "I'm afraid this may be him now…"
My companions and I somewhat huddled together, as we all turned out to be a bit scared for what'd come soon.
"Ha ha" the statue said, "so you finally got here, losers."
"Mr. Accident" Ness said in an angry tone, "why are you doing any of this? We've known you to be a good person…"
"Do you honestly think so?" Mr. Accident suddenly had an ominously glowing light floating above his left hand. "I created a monster, Map Editor 4, that at first appeared to be delightful and useful. As time wore on, however, people have discovered that my Map Editor is a little bit… well, CORRUPTIVE. I love pain and misery. I believe that the only way to be fulfilled is to be with the one you love, and therefore I must cause as much pain and suffering as I can! Anyone that used my 'Map Editor' was never seen again… and yet it consistently received praise from people too lazy to use it. I'll have a lot of fun destroying you foolish buttzors!" He cackled so loudly and shrill that I so wanted to plug my fingers into my ears.
"Why'd you pretend to be SimonBob?" I yelled at the top of my lungs. "I killed him and he was going to take over EB No Matsuri anyway, so I figured I might as well do it for him. That's caring."
"Enough talk! Allow me to show you my true power and form… When I combine with Map Editor, I become an invincible demonic force capable of corrupting souls… Prepare to die!" And just like that, Mr. Accident grabbed that weird light he just showed us, and before my companions and I could even say something, he already transformed from the strange statue into a large, mostly green, grotesque and demonic being, making us scream out of fear instead.
"No" Dog said, "we should face that ugly thing, rather than dying in our own paranoia!" He put on his Shiny Arm and aimed it at the enemy.
"Ha ha ha, you really think you can beat me, Death Editor Bound, that easily?! Well, too bad, because I'll be the one who'll have you guys for breakfast!"
Ness, Sherm and I decided to stick with PSI for most of the time, while Dog tried to use his Flea Wave Smash and Vampire Fleas, but to no avail, so starting from the fifth round, he decided to hold on to his flea-related weapons, as well as his explosives, and acted as our healer instead.
Eventually, Ness also somewhat acted as Dog's healer, which was one of the sweetest acts of kindness I've experienced. The teenager fed kraken soup to the mutt, while the former was given 'molten gold' in exchange, for a good PP boost.
However, Death Editor Bound often cast storms that made any party member of ours feel strange or tearful, similarly to PSI Holy, which Ness never really used because he preferred PSI Rockin', his signature move, instead. Logical, if you've known that one for years.
Eventually, after a few usages of PSI Magnet from me and a crying Sherm, he decided he was sick of those storms that the enemy casted.
"I'll show you what feeling strange tastes like!" he roared as he successfully used Brainshock. "Now, don't any of you dare to attack that grotesque demon physically, or we're dead."
"Good thing we're mostly PSI users, right?" I stated. "Oh, and Dog, you should keep on serving as our healer regularly, and I surely do hope that you can eventually use your Flea Wave Smash."
"Aw, thanks, Arn" our canine companion said, "that's nice." He tossed a bottle of 'molten gold' towards me, which I successfully caught and ingested as if it was an alcoholic shot, before casting the next blow of PSI Ice.
The Brainshock that Sherm just used, by the way, was also a massive success, as Death Editor Bound was now doing nothing but casting storms and PSI onto itself, even if the former didn't even seem to do anything otherwise.
Several rounds later, the four of us looked like we were about to collapse anytime soon, because Death Editor Bound just didn't seem to get enough of us yet. He just happily cackled and roared at us as if we were weaklings, which, obviously, we're not.
I casted some more PSI Ice, while Sherm took his sweet time to feed Ness an entire bottle of 'molten gold' as if he was feeding a baby with a nursing bottle, just except for the fact that Sherm had no hands, and thus, balanced the bottle of the wondrous healing concoction on his head instead.
Once the hatted teenager drained all of the bottle's contents, the familiar voice that we often heard out of nowhere was heard, but now spoke as if they were narrating a nature documentary or something.
Pillow Shoe. Arn's first weapon. It's a shoe with a pillow attached to the end. Trying to hurt anyone with this weapon is completely futile unless you're having a pillow fight.
"Uh…" my companions and I said in unison.
The you know that one little girl will always get hurt, start crying, call her mum, and be brought home. DARN THAT STACY, RUINING YOUR SLUMBER PARTY!
Suddenly, Death Editor Bound's green skin suddenly turned an ugly shade of oft-seen-in-the-very-unclean-toilets-brown, his downside suddenly melted and glitched out, and most of his face started bleeding heavily.
"Euuugh" my companions and I complained in disgust of seeing the eldritch abomination turn even uglier than he ever was before.
"I'm" the enemy wanted to bring out, but his voice suddenly spazzed and gurgled out to something in the way of "d83eh 84etor hbfen", or whatever that was. In any case, he roared in horror upon discovering that he wasn't as godly and great anymore as he seemed just now.
"Well then" I said in a mocking tone, "'d83eh 84etor hbfen'. Now, we're having you for breakfast instead, even if we already had breakfast this morning!" I subsequently burst out in laughter, making my companions laugh along just as loudly.
The four of us tried a few attacks: I tried PSI Magnet, while Ness, Dog and Sherm tried physical attacks. They, contrary to me, succeeded.
"Well, guess he doesn't have PP anymore in this form. Ness, Sherm, if any of us wants to use PSI-based attacks, we should definitely use our last few PP healers!"
"Not a bad idea" Sherm said, as he also drained an entire bottle of 'molten gold' for his next attack.
Dog threw his Mr. Higgins bomb, which successfully damaged the enemy.
"Huzzah!" he exclaimed, "about time!" He then prepared his Flea Wave Smash for the next attack.
However, just as we all were about to deliver our next blow, 'd83eh 84etor hbfen' attacked in full force, of which we couldn't grasp the true form, but hurt us quite a lot, anyway.
"I don't want to prepare for another attack like this one" Ness said, "so I'll be trying to use Paralysis on him, alright?"
Meanwhile, I got another, as well as the very last, large pizza out of my inventory, which was already neatly cut in quarters in its box, so I gave all of my companions one quarter each.
"Ah, thanks, man, I really needed that." The hatted teenager took his first bite and immediately smiled upon tasting the tasty taste.
We all devoured our pizza slices while attacking, which looked quite funny, in my opinion. I still licked the tomato sauce off of my fingers while using my umpteenth PSI Ice, Ness successfully cast Paralysis on the enemy while still devouring the crust, Dog used his Flea Wave Smash while frantically licking his lips, and Sherm simultaneously threw the last remains of the pizza into his mouth with his teeth while telepathically tossing a fireball at the enemy, which landed a successful hit.
Subsequently, Ness mostly spammed PSI Rockin' on the enemy, Sherm and I healed each other's PP, and Dog just mostly stuck to his leftover explosives and Flea Wave Smash.
Once Sherm and I both had enough PP again, we both did a wicked, simultaneous and successful guitar solo with our pocket guitars, and Dog tossed a Squirrel Shot at the enemy as Ness used PSI Rockin' at the same time. Man, all of this was suddenly sooo similar to a true hard rock concert where colourful fireworks-like stuff would eventually blow out of those weird pipes on the stage!
"Wahoooo!" my fruity friend and I both cheered. "Rock on, audience, and get wrecked, d83eh 84etor hbfen!"
Our other two companions just applauded with a smile and a slight cheer, also because our enemy was really unable to attack due to the current paralysis that was going on in him right now.
Next up, Ness and I just stuck to our usual and favourite PSI attacks, Dog used his last stick of Dynomite and Sherm cast PSI Darkstorm Alpha, because he felt like he didn't use that too much.
To save his PP, though, the teenage tangerine also used a lot of physical attacking items he still had left in his inventory, just except for his spare pocket guitar that he preferred to use in his free time. There was a boomerang, a shuriken, a viper, a photo of NLA (whoever that may be), and ultimately, the Bag of Dragonite, which briefly turned him into a huge, orange, fire-breathing dragon that dealt a lot of damage to the enemy.
During that Bag of Dragonite event, Dog used his Flea Wave Smash once again, while Ness and I blew our last blow of our favourite PSI attacks, which made us quite fatigued by now.
"Oh, man" I huffed, "please, let this be over soon. Before we know it, we'll be late for the EB No Matsuri party, and literally none of us would approve of that!" I even managed to bring out a full-force wheeze before wiping the 'straining sweat' off of my forehead with my sleeve.
"Let's stick to physical attacks from now on" Ness yawned.
And just as Ness, Dog and I struck our last physical attacks and Sherm used the last of his PP for a good, hard, old-fashioned PSI Darkstorm, 'd83eh 84etor hbfen' suddenly began screaming and roaring at such a volume that our ears were all ringing at this point.
Sherm swiftly hid into the safety of my backpack, while the rest of us covered our ears with our hands.
"ndooooodood2222xxgokuxx!" the eldritch abomination managed to bring out before he slowly but surely dissolved into a huge pile of gross, brown goop.
Once we all were sure that the goop wouldn't scream anymore now, we all uncovered our ears, and Sherm sighed deeply in relief upon jumping back out of my backpack.
"Weird" Dog chuckled nervously, as he pointed at the goopy remains of the enemy. "He corrupted his own data."
"Cool" I chuckled more happily, even paired with a huge smile.
And before our very eyes, the goop suddenly poofed away into a huge puff of clear white smoke, making us all laugh out of happiness.
"Yay! We saved EB No Matsuri FOREVER!" I couldn't help but raise my voice so loudly that they could still even hear it in the rest of the galaxy, and even jumped quite high out of my high amount of happiness. One I've never even felt before, but loved to feel now.
"Now the island won't fall!" Ness cheered.
"Credits time!"
"Hey, can I-" Dog wanted to say, but he was interrupted by strange hue of black suddenly surrounding the four of us.
The hue of black then started scrolling random names upwards.
At this point, I was now screaming with laughter.
"What's so funny?" Sherm asked.
"I am apparently a wizard of sorts, as I just yelled 'credits time' and then somehow literally summoned credits! And I literally never did this before!" Tears of laughter were now running down my face like the Midas Waterfall.
The four of us watched for a little longer, and eventually even saw our own names being listed in the credits, which made us cheer and applaud, because we really didn't know how else to react anymore in such a state of genuine happiness. Yup, it truly said 'Arn Tie Ripped', 'Ness Lastname', 'Dog Stupidface' and 'Sherman D. Orange'.
About 4 minutes or so later, the credits were over, and we were suddenly surrounded by the familiar strange white light once again…