*Pewdie's POV*
"Oh...
...SHEET!"
Standing in front of us was none other than Barrel. He looked perfectly healthy, like nothing had ever been wrong him. He was holding something behind his back, and seemed to be rubbing it with his thumb. "You!," Mayo growled. "When did you get better?! Did you use potions on yourself or something?" Barrel smiled very smugly, and pulled what he had behind his back out. It was a balloon-shaped glass filled with a smoking liquid that was a burnt gray color.
"I bet you Bros weren't expecting my visit," Barrel sneered. "I'm here now. And now is when I reign over you!" He tossed his head back, and cackled. I felt chills of being disturbed run up and down my spine, and through my entire skeleton.
Barrel pulled his arm back, and threw the potion at us. The bros and I were thrown backwards as a thick cloud of black smoke lingered around us. After a few seconds, it finally let up, revealing the Bros coughing. "Bros," I said. "Let's get him!"
Stephano and Gonzales were the first two to jump up. They unsheathed their swords, and ran towards Barrel. All at once, they tried to stab at the man's shoulders. However, Barrel was faster he took the blades of either sword, ripped them out of Gonzales and Stephano's hands, and threw them off the building.
Because the impact of Barrel snatching his sword was so strong, Gonzales fell onto his side. Barrel held him down with a single foot. Following his instincts, Gonzales immediately began to squirm. Barrel just snickered. "The more ya wiggle, the harder I step. And the harder I step, the closer you become to being crushed," he jeered.
Stephano curled his lip in anger. At nearly the speed of sound, he darted over, and kicked Barrel's knee, forcing him to get his foot off of Gonzales. Before Barrel could put his foot back on Zaley, Stephy picked him up by the waist, and pounced over to my side once again.
Mr. Chair put on a brave face, and put his hands behind his back. Like a brave and strong trooper, he strutted up to Barrel, and cleared his throat.
"I've been practicing," he said.
Barrel smirked. "Practicing what?"
"Attacks."
"Attacks, now?"
"Yes."
"Really? I don't believe it. Show me."
Mr. Chair backed up a little, and interlocked his fingers together. "Explosión de Fogo," he whispered. All at once, there was a BANG! and reddish-orange smoke clouded around Barrel. When it died down after approximately fifteen seconds, Barrel had soot-stained cheeks, arms, and wrinkled clothes. Shooting Mr. Chair an "Impressive, but I'm still stronger" glare, Barrel rested a hand on the back of his other hand. Then he muttered, "Lanzamento-lo."
A force of wind was thrown at Mr. Chair, and he was thrown backwards. Luckily, Piggeh was there. He caught Mr. Chair in his arms, winked and eye, and placed him down. Then he, Cry, and Mayo each picked up a large rock. "We don't play hacky-sack in our free time for nothin'!," Cry said, pulling his arm back. In sync, he, Piggeh, and Mayo chucked their rocks at Barrel.
They hit Barrel's left and right shoulder, or stomach and he fell on the ground, groaning in pain.
*Your POV*
You grin as everyone exchanges a round of Brofists. What can we do now?, you ask yourself. A couple more attacks and we'll defeat the BarrelArmy!
That's when you realize there is a yellowish bottle of stuff strapped to Barrel's belt. Wondering what it is, you turn to Pewdie. "Distract him," you whisper. "I know what we can do." Pewdie nods, and bolts over to Barrel, who is slowly pulling himself off the ground, a hand over his stomach.
"Oh, if it isn't the BroArmy leader himself," he taunts. "That's right," Pewdie says, his voice filled with glee. "Brofist, Bro?" He reaches out a fist, and punches Barrel square in the eye. And in a matter of seconds, the two of them are in a full-fledged fist fight. There's your chance!
You drop to your knees, and makes sure your wings aren't too high, but not sticking out too much. Then you start crawling. You can feel everyone's eyes on you, even Pewdie's side glances as he beats on Barrel. They're watching you, making sure Barrel doesn't see you, wondering what your plan is.
Finally, you made it over to Barrel. Being careful that you don't touch his butt as he jumps around and tries to lunge at Pewdie, you reach out, and unclip the bottle from his belt. Just then, Barrel stops fighting with Pewdie, and squints with a little bit of a head cock. He realizes something is missing.
Gasping softly to yourself, you spread your wings, and flap them violently. Feathers blowing all over the place, you fly back to your safe spot beside the Bros. Though you're shaking violently, you feel complete inside - you got the potion.