Fist of the Pocket Siblings

The Bobobo gang only becomes more insane when they let two siblings named Vix and Nick tag along – these two use the Fist of the Pocket, and are both just about as insane as Bobobo. But evil is brewing. Can the gang prevail over evil and still have time to enjoy their vacation?

And for the final time on this fanfiction, Bobobo + Co. doesn't belong to me. Everyone of my creation does. xD

Although I didn't get many reviews, the two people who did have my thanks x3

And now, for the epilogue!

Episode 7: This Isn't Really Another Episode. Consider it the Epilogue. Watch From a Distance – Don Patch Has a Mop and He's Not Afraid to Use It!


"HI-YAH! TAKE THAT EVIL ONE!"

Vix let out a large gusty sigh, watching Don Patch wildly swinging a mop in circles, nearly whacking Gasser in the head.

"I'M NOT THE EVIL ONE STUPID!" Gasser yelled back, giving him a square kick in the stomach. "The evil one is in a hospital bed!"

"EEEEVILL!"

An anime vein throbbed on Gasser's forehead, as he picked Don Patch up by his top spike and he swung him in a circle before letting go. He flew about fifteen feet before flopping to the ground, rolling over.

Watching the five leave, Vix looked at Nick. "So…what do you think about them?" She asked.

"They're cool," He said absentmindedly.

"Cool? Hn." Vix tilted her head a bit.

In the background, a single pair of eyes watched from the branches of a low-lying tree. The figure raised a small walkie talkie and whispered, "Just found a group of seven."

A voice crackled back in response. "Good. Make sure they get their invitation."

"Yessir. Right away."


Well...that's it.

It's kinda sad, that there's no more. At least, to this story. Keep watch for the sequel - Nature's Motels!

Vix