Tai: "Before I start this chap…"

Aka: "No! I must see if Beauty will live!"

Tai: "Dude. This is important…"

Aka: "Nothing's more important than…"

Tai: "Spray bottle!"

Aka: ~Hisses~

Tai: "Now. If you guys are having trouble choosing which story to vote for, I've written the summaries of all my stories on my channel. The poll will close on the 10th of January. That's all I'm going to say about the poll. For now."

Aka: 'Can we please?…"

Tai: "Sure. DB, go."

Disclaimer: Taiski only owns this story's plot and the Ocs in this story. Not Bobobo-bo Bo-bobo, nor any of the other media mentioned.

Bobobo: Rise of the Octavia

Chapter 8: The Fruit of a Whirlwind

Last time, Bobobo's band of buds met Sal, the first and apparently weakest of the Octavia. At first he didn't really want to fight, but that all changed when Bobobo broke his headphones. Then the seemingly sweet-hearted sprout switched spots with a scary storming squirt. (Don't ya just love alliteration?) Bobobo managed to halt Sal's temper tantrum, but not before poor Beauty was struck down by one of Sal's attacks. Will Beauty survive? Let's read and find out!

Everyone gathered around Beauty, Gasser resting her head on his lap. "She's gonna be alright," Gasser asked, "Right?" Softon knelt next to the teen. "I'm not sure Gasser." he said heavy-heartedly. Perhaps I may be of assistance?" a new voice chimed in. The gang turned. Standing next to Don Patch was a boy.

He looked about ten, but it was hard to tell for his entire body was wrapped in mummy wrappings. All except his blown eyes and a little bit of dirty blond hair that peeked out, above said eyes. "I can help your injured fiend," he voiced, "if you let me." Jelly Jiggler was about to question why they would trust a complete stranger, but Bobobo, Softon and Gasser let the mummy boy sit next to Beauty.

"Blessing of *Heka." He whispered. Almost immediately, Beauty sat up. And then Bobobo immediately tackled her to the floor. "Beauty!" Everyone else was amazed. This kid had saved Beauty's life. "Why did you…" Softon started.

"My master commanded it." the boy interrupted, "I have also been ordered to bring you to my master." The gang was hesitant, but this kid gave them little choice. He appeared behind the Bo-tector's band of buddies and… "**Sobkou's Letter."

Instantly, the heroes landed in a beautiful field of wild flowers in the middle of four mountains beside a crystal blue lake. The young boy walked up to a picnic table standing near the lake. Sitting at the table was a strange figure. You'll see what I mean by strange in a minute.

"I have brought the guests as your ordered." the boy told the figure as he knelt, indicating that the figure was his master. "Good job Wes!" the figure said. The figure stood and walked to the gang, and the Wiggin boys screamed.

They had a reason for screaming. The master was a freak! You couldn't tell what gender he/she was. For simplicities' sake, we'll refer to him as a boy until told otherwise. Now for the physical description. The figure was about twenty age wise. He wore a purple long sleeve shirt with a yellow cape sewed to it on the shoulders. He also wore a pink bead necklace and blue jeans. His hair looked just like Velma, the glasses girl from Scooby-Doo for those who don't know, and he had two red feathers on his right eyebrow. You can see why people might scream.

"Guys," Beauty called as Bobobo, Don, Jelly and Dengakuman ran in fear, "Come back here!" The girly man didn't seem offended that four of the guests, that he had sent for, were running around in circles. In fact, he seemed to be laughing internally at the silly antics. "Now now young lady," he assured Beauty, "Let the little kids have their fun."

As soon as the words left gender confused man's mouth. BAM! Bobobo knocked him to the floor. In a teddy bear costume. "I aren't kid." Bobobo growled. "You hurt soon." Don snarled. "Insert literate sentence here." Jelly hissed.

The fruit cake stood to his feet. "You boys play rough." he said in a tone that could have been flirtatious. "Master MAT-POP," Wes, the boy who brought the gang, said worriedly, "Are you…" "I'm fine Wes, don't worry." MAT-POP told Wes. Then, a gust of wind passed the goofball trio and a cut appeared on Bobobo's shoulder, Don's forehead, and Jelly… Well he was sliced in half.

"What was that?" Gasser asked in alarm. "That was my second Elite Solder." MAT-POP answered. In a blink of an eye, a small creature stood on Wes's shoulder. It was the size of a Hot Wheels car and looked like a tadpole. Except tadpoles don't have two flippers, or Don Patch-esc legs. "Who are you really?" Softon asked.

"I am MAT-POP, the Séptimo*** Octavia." MAT-POP said, "These are my Elite Solders, Wes Western and Yolk." Bobobo stood. "So, you brought us here to avenge your comrade?" he asked. "Well, yes and no." MAT-POP admitted.

The gang was confused until MAT-POP continued. "Sal is my comrade, and I am upset that he was defeated. But the reason I brought you here is a different one entirely." He paused before walking to the table, Wes and Yolk following him, before sitting down. "You were brought here so he wouldn't find you when he rushed to check on Sal." "Who's he?" Don asked.

"The Charge Conductor." MAT-POP said.

Tai: "Chapter end."

Aka: "Yeah! Beauty's alive!"

Tai: "I wouldn't kill off one of the main characters."

Aka: "I have no idea why I thought you would."

Tai: "Yeah."

*Heka: the Egyptian god of magic and healing

**Sobkou: the Egyptian messenger god

***Séptimo: seventh as in seventh place

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