And, with one final combo...
Up! Left! Right! Right! Down! Left! Left! Right!
Press X!
"Wait! You can't- You aren't supposed to o.. a. oo!" There was a screech that faded into the background, for there were more important things to be done.
And with one final attack, a beam of light shot from my's paws, a radiant storm of colour. It was barely a second, but it felt like forever, the moment when Monkey's explosion attacks were about to regenerate, he was pummeled backwards in a dazzling display of light, singing every trace of greenery in its path.
And when the normal daylight finally returned, Monkey was down, and I had won! From afar, you could mistake him for a pile of burnt ashes! Up close... you could see that he is really a pile of burnt ashes! My fur fell down as could finally feel peace once again. I didn't even bother to pick up the items left behind as I felt the wind gently brush against my fur. As the sunbeams fell upon the forest, and the clouds drifted past, and the birds sung their serene-
"PHASE TWO!" The computer's voice grated my ears as my fur spiked up again, and the dread sank into my very being. Monkey's ashes rose again, forming into a shadow, with eyes of a white void, and instead of bombs circling him, there were now nuclear missles, with a glow of blue fire on each of their tips. The arch above him was no longer a green one that flashed red when he attacked, it was now a collection of swords, attached together via duct tape in an arch shape.
Somehow I feel like the Maniacal Badger may be running out of ideas. Its just a hunch, but still.
"Hey, Maniacal Badger?! First of all, why do I have to be fighting superpowered Monkey?!" I yelled as I raised my head to the sky.
"Oh, right, its not like you beat him up every week or something. Its almost like this isn't a totally new thing, Yes of course you have to, you flippin imbecile!" The disembodied-not-disembodied but really far away voice known as the Maniacal Badger replied.
"Well, fine, I do that sometimes, but not when hes the equivalent to a god!" I retorted. I was about to continue, when a random dialouge box manifested above my head.
Huh. Thats new.
"Oh my, you think i'm the equivalent to a god?! Well why don't you come down and bow?! I knew you wanted to join Monkeyo-"
"Shut up, Monkey" I snapped.
It read "Try using ACT instead of FIGHT!" As I turned around, it was Weenie who seemed to be saying it, as her mouth was moving and she was waving her arms vaugely in the direction of the dialouge box.
"No, don't tell him that!" The Maniacal Badger screeched in terror, just barely audible over him repetitively mashing the joystick on his universal console.
I didn't know a man could ever mash a joystick that loudly.
Or badger, more accurately.
Authors Note: This is a new fanfic i'm starting! I had this idea randomly when listening to the album Live from the Haunted Candle Shop by Lemon Demon (Great album btw, you all should go and listen to it) Anyways, I hope you like this fanfic! Sorry for not updating for so long, but with this there will be new updates at least every Tuesday, since I write a new chapter of this every Tuesday! Isn't that exciting? If I miss a chapter, I will definitley elaborate on why in an authors note like this one! Say, i'm on a trip to a different place or something like that.
Stay awesome!
-Lucky