Meal 34
"That cat chased the mouse over to our picnic," grumbled Tagmer, watching as Yure toppled over the food on their picnic while trying to catch Drag. At the same time, Drag was grabbing and scarfing any food he could get his claws on, swallowing it whole if he had too. All the while, he had to dodge and dash away from Yure's pouncing and Tagmer and Killajor's stomping feet as they attempted to put an end to the chaos.
"Why does everyone want to kill me?" cried Drag between stuffing chunks of sandwiches into his maw and swallowing them down. The hunger in his stomach was satiated bit by bit with each swallow.
"So much for our break," groaned Kill. "Might as well just wrap it up."
"Probably for the best," agreed Tagmer. "Feels like a couple of strong powers are ready to pop at any moment now." Grabbing the blanket, he pulled it up with a single, powerful tug and sent everything airborne including Drag and Yure.
"I've got you now," cackled Yure as he fumbled in the air over Drag.
"Why couldn't I be a flying dragon?" cried Drag flapping his arms desperately, but doing nothing to help his situation. He splatted onto the ground belly first moaning in a daze. "Oh, please food. Hurry up and recharge my magical energy."
"Full of food," drooled Yure, coming down on Drag with claws out and bearing his fangs. "You look even more delectable for me to eat!"
"Meep!" cried Drag bracing for the massive kitty attack.
Glenn sliced and diced the vines and branches as Sundae continued to cause the plant to grow wild around him. The AC in the Moogtron XF-23B kept him safely under the melting point, but he continued to shake nervously as his super suit was taking one hit after another.
"The more damage you take the more difficult it is for me to keep the suit stable," warned Jokull. "You have to break through the Sundae's defenses or we'll never defeat him."
"It isn't very easy," cried Glenn. "This thing has so many buttons and levels I have no idea what most of them even do. I've gotten about as far as the air conditioning."
"Look in the manual," replied Jokull. "It should be in the super suit somewhere."
"I already found it," stated Glenn. "And it is all in Wingdings! What kind of dingaling would make the book in Wingdings anyway? And I don't exactly have the time to read it right now."
"Is this the time where the bad guy overwhelms to good guys?" asked Sundae wonderingly. "I'm going to assume it is so take this!" Waving his arms about and grunting, he summoned the roots of the plant to burst out of the ground and wrapped around Glenn, binding the arms and legs of the suit.
"Are you alright?" cried Jokull fearful of the ground below his feet.
"I can't even budge the suit," groaned Glenn. "And they are going to smash it apart at this rate."
"There has to be something you can do," suggested Jokull. "Look in the manual."
"I can't read the stupid manual!" snapped Glenn. "Nobody ever bothers to read the manual! Here's what I think of manuals!" Popping the hatch on the super suit, he chucked the manual out as hard as he could. Without even intending too, he beamed Sundae on the face with it and knocked him off his feet. "Oh, well... I guess I did find a use for the manual after all." Pressing a random button, he converted his arms to chain saws and a gleam appeared in his eyes. "And random button pressing for the win."
Slicing through the vines and roots surrounding him. Once he was freed, Glenn charged at Sundae as he was stumbling back to his feet with a bent nose.
"Is this the part when I get pissed and insanely powerful?" he moaned as he rubbed his nose. "I want it to be so I'm going to say it is." Stomping the ground and growling crazily, the ground around him burst as roots emerged and struck at Glenn. "Take this!"
With great agility, Glenn sliced and diced some of the roots and bobbed and weaved around the others as he made his way to Sundae. "And this is the part I slice you in half!" shouted Glenn leaping up in the air and thrusting his chainsaws at Sundae. Then the blades poofed away along with the super suit, leaving Glenn to splat on the floor.
"That was a bit too close," gasped Sundae.
"But how?" cried Glenn. "What happened, Jokull?"
"He got me," wheezed Jokull, his body tightly bound by the roots that Glenn had dodged. "I'm sorry. I couldn't keep my focus after they grabbed me."
"This can't be the end," cried Glenn seeing Sundae look down at his with hungry eyes.
"Now to eat you up before you melt," said Sundae salivating in delight.
"No!" shouted Glenn. "Don't eat me!"
"This is the part where you get a game over!" taunted Sundae before getting blasted off his feet by an unexpected energy blast. "Ugh, what was that?"
"The part when a new player shows up," replied Thomas coolly. "Looks like I made it just in time."
"You were supposed to find the stone not your friends," complained Sire. "We already wasted enough time helping heal your other friend."
"I'll find it when I'm good and ready," argued Thomas. "Besides it has to be around here somewhere."
"Uh, who are you talking to?" asked Glenn confused.
"The voice in my head," answered Thomas. "He's really bossy, but he gave me this new body and everything."
"Uh, ok," replied Glenn confused. "That is, uh, interesting."
"Oh, wait, no," chuckled Thomas. "This isn't a crazy voice. At least I don't think it's one anyway, but I'm sure if I listen to him we'll all be saved and get out of this mess. I haven't seen you around here before Glenn. When did you turn up?"
"Just a short while ago I met up with Drag and then we got a bit separated when Snow chased after him. Since then I've been helping Jokull in this fight against that Sundae gorilla."
"Ok and how's that going?" asked Thomas.
"Oh, just peachy," retorted Glenn. "And in case you haven't noticed I'm ice cream!"
"Yummy," said Thomas taking a taste. "What is this? Moogleberry?"
"Stop eating me!" snapped Glenn.
"Uh, guys," groaned Jokull still tied up. "Sundae is getting back up."
"Now I am mad," he grumbled. "Forget all this stuff. I'm just going to kill you all and be done with it starting with Mr. Hitmeintheface." Grabbing his two ice cream scoops and readying his plant swarm he charged forward.
"Now he looks real pissed," cried Glenn.
"Don't worry," said Thomas. "I got this."
Thunder clashed with ice as Wolfcub and Krystal continued to clash with one another. Pillars of ice sprung forth as Wolfcub swung her sword and just as quickly the lightning shattered it to shards that rained down to the ground. Both female fighters fought with incredible ferocity in their mostly bare outfits, their breasts jiggling and bouncing with each move and sweat making their coats shimmer and shine.
"Is this the best you can do?" gasped Wolfcub, her body crackling with electricity.
"I was wondering the same thing about you," panted Krystal, icicles clinging to her body and breaking offer as she flexed her muscles.
"Who are we kidding?" admitted Wolfcub. "We've been exhausting ourselves fighting one another with all our might. We're clearly on par with one another in strength and skill and we both have powerful elemental weapons. It'll just take one slip up to decide the winner now."
"I'm glad you agree," chuckled Krystal. "Because you've already made the mistake in thinking our weapons were equal. That might be true statistically, but creativity is also a factor and I surpass you in that category." Stabbing her spear into the ground, she sent a surge of electricity through the ground, its path visible due to the ground cracking and splintering on its way straight to Wolfcub. Quickly, Wolfcub darted to run around it and assault Krystal again, but as she moved from her original position the underground lighting curved to pursue her.
"Magnetic attraction?" was all she managed to say before the electricity reached her feet and penetrated her body. Screaming loudly as it overwhelmed her body, she collapsed to the ground in agony.
"Seems you figured it out a bit too late," said Krystal pulling her spear out of the ground. "Electricity goes hand in hand with magnetism. While I was distracting you with electricity I was also negatively charging your body. Now when I attack with positive charges of electricity my attacks can't miss. There is no point in you even trying now. Just accept defeat with dignity. Just toss your sword over and I'll make your death quick and painless."
"Seems you outsmarted me," sighed Wolfcub tossing Diamond Dust just short of Krystal. Walking over, to it, Krystal bent over to pick it up. The ground at her feet suddenly turned frigid and she responded by quickly backstepping just as a sharp pillar of ice burst from the ground. Krystal's torso was spared from getting run through, but her bra got snagged and torn off leaving her cleavage hanging free.
"So you weren't just fighting me," panted Krystal, wiping the sweat off her forehead. "You filled this place with ice mines."
"Just the one," admitted Wolfcub as she walked over to pick up her sword. "I had a feeling you were attempted something like this with your Gungnir. So, figuring you'd corner me like this, I placed that trap to take finish you off. If it worked I wouldn't need any more, but if it failed there is no way you'd fall for it again. You wouldn't even need to move to attack me so making more wouldn't do me any good."
"Well, it was a valiant effort, but it fell short and my attack is just as effective," she stated. "Mine is a weapon of energy while yours is one of substance. Now we see which one is superior. A shame you had to defy me like that. My merciful death off has been revoked."
Stabbing the ground once more with her speak, Krystal sent more electricity at Wolfcub who remained in place. Then, just as suddenly as the ice pillar had been before, walls came up separating Wolfcub from Krystal. The electricity her the wall making it crumble, but then it quickly repaired itself.
"The ice trap was my first plan, but I didn't think it'd work so I focused more on setting up something more elaborate, a labyrinth. You might use energy, but you can only build up so much power so fast. On the other hand, I am using substance and I can use all the moisture in the air and I've made certain there's plenty. Even if you try and demolish the walls they will repair themselves all over again. You'll just be wasting your strength trying."
"How about you?" asked Krystal. "This has to have taken its toll on you. How long can you keep this labyrinth up before you run out of strength? I could simply wait you out."
"You could, but I can tell you won't," commented Wolfcub. "You want to move on to other fights instead of waste time waiting. I could only have strength to keep this going for minutes or perhaps much longer than that, but you don't want to wait around to find out. You'd rather risk coming in here to find me first."
"Seems I've greatly underestimated you," commented Krystal. "I admit, I didn't think you would hold me up this long, but I applaud your strength. Now we play a game of predator and prey. Whoever gets the drop on the other first wins."
"My favorite type of game," said Wolfcub flexing her fingers and adjusting her cap. "Game start."
"My dearies have grown up so big and strong," swooned Obamon staring at the mountains of blubber that were Guilmon and Renamon. "How are you two feeling now?" Her question was left unanswered by them both. They just subtly moaned mindless. Climbing up to the mountain summits that were their heads she looked into their eyes. Their pupils were so large that only the edges of their corneas were visible. "Oh, I'm so proud of you two. You are such wonderful children only eating endlessly and letting your Obamama do all your thinking for you till you've become nothing more than mindless blobs. And now you are ready." Licking her chops as drool poured out freely she summoned a giant brush and some of secret cooking sauce. For me to eat, but if I'm going to do that I better get you marinated first." Looking them over, she grinned and snickered. "It'll take quite a while to coat you two from head to toe, but it'll be worth it. After all, I've patiently waited for you to final come back into my clutches. A short while more will be no trouble at all." Dipping her brush into the sauce, she got to working painting their bodies, taking great care to get into the folds. "You will be so delicious when I'm through with both of you."
"Eep!" cried Drag as he felt a sharp pain on his rear. Turning around he was Yure had sunk his claws and teeth into his butt. "Pain. Pain in my rumpus region."
"You grew back," cried Yure letting go of Drag's rear. "But how?"
"All that food," answered Drag. "It sated my hunger and now my magic is back. Your poison can no longer affect me."
"But why are you all hairy now?" asked Yure. "You didn't look like that before."
"Guess I transformed into my Dogma form instead of my Water Pup one," explained Drag. "Might be for the best. I'm much stronger like this."
"Grr, it doesn't matter!" snapped Yure. "I won't let this setback stop me!"
"Not this time!" barked Drag hitting Yure on the noggin. "You put me were a pain in my ass both literally and figuratively. I want my friendly kitty back and so you leave me no other choice, but to use my most deadly attack."
"No! Not that!" cried Yure, but it was too late. All he could do was watch as all of Drag's mass come down on him in one mighty body slam, squashing him flat. "Ow..." The dark influence over him evaporated out of his body and once Drag was content, he got up off Yure, now out cold and a bit flatter.
"Drag that was you all along?" asked Tagmer walking over with Kill right behind him. "You were the one who crashed our picnic?"
"I was," admitted Drag. "I'm really sorry, but I didn't have a choice."
"Well, I suppose I can forgive you this once," replied Tagmer. "But, ever, ever, ever do that again! Got that?"
"Y-yes," whimpered Drag fearfully.
"Very good," said Tagmer, giving Drag a pat on the back that sent him flying. "Heh, still too strong for my own good."
Tumbling onto the ground, Drag landed on his stomach and reflexively wretched, coughing and gagging till he coughed something up, the rock Snow had forced down his gullet earlier. Freed of its confinement, it flew off.
"What was that?" asked Kill, watching the stone vanish out of sight.
"Snow's new pet rock," coughed Drag. "I guess I was safekeeping it, but now it's run off. I'm sure it is nothing to be concerned about."
"I'm ready for you, you dirty stinking ape," taunted Thomas egging Sundae into attacking him.
"I shower regularly," he howled angrily as he charged Thomas. He ran fast, but not as fast as the black rock that zipped past him and towards Thomas.
"What is that?" he said as the rock came in contact with him.
"Yes!" cackled Cyrus, his voice now coming out of Thomas's mouth as the rock absorbed into Thomas and combined with the other pieces already inside of him. "At last my power is complete! My power is supreme! My power is ULTIMATE!!!"
"Your power is what?" asked Sundae confused.
"My power is going to kill you," answered Cyrus as Thomas's body changes, growing larger and more muscular by the second. Holding a paw out, he fired a beam of cosmic energy out, tearing a hole through Sundae's torso.
"Gah!" gagged Sundae crashing to the ground in agony.
"Damn he made that look easy," cried Jokull as he was freed from the roots.
"I'm not complaining," said Glenn as his body returned to normal. "I'm no longer ice cream anymore and everything doesn't burn agonizingly."
Kaboom! Cyrus blasted Sundae again, obliterating him till all the remained was his two ice cream scoops. "And this is the part where you die."
"That was rather overkill don't you think, Thomas," commented Jokull. "You already destroyed his torso and most of his vital organs."
"Thomas?" asked Cyrus. "Oh, you mean the former owner of this once flabby body. No. He was just a temporary host until my power could be revived. Now I can do as I please and I'll start by obliterating you two as well."
"You feel that?" asked Tagmer to Kill.
"One of those huge powers has finally fully emerged," he replied. "Looks like our goofing off is at an end."
"What are you two talking about?" asked Drag only to be ignored as they took off into the air. "Hey! Wait! What about us?"
"Your kitty friend is still unconscious," pointed out Tagmer. "And you look like you've been through a lot already. The enemy we're after is going to be more dangerous than anything you can imagine. Do you still want to tag along?"
"Uh, I'll stay here," replied Drag.
"Good answer," said Killajor as they flew out of sight at rapid speed.
"Thomas, what are you doing?" asked Glenn as the hulking kitsune approached him and Jokull. His tails grew longer and the tips of them changed becoming hand-like and glowed with power. "Why are you acting like this? How did you get so buff?"
"Are you referring to the former owner of this body?" asked Cyrus. "I shut that fat oaf away in the deepest part of my cosmic conscious and now I am the dominant host. As for why I am like this, it is quite simple. My power is made of the cosmic energy of the universe. As such, I have no natural form, but my power grants me to create one in any shape or form I desire. The previous owner may have enjoyed fat, jolly body, but this is how I prefer to be. And to answer your remaining question, I have done what I have done, because I wish to return everything back to the cosmos. There it will become one with me. Once all becomes one again then I will recreate all. It is my instinct, the cycle of destruction and create that drives me."
"But if you want to do that," stated Jokull. "Then why even bother with us?"
"While I was still attempting to gain my full power I was confronted over and over again by other mighty warriors and they somehow defeated me. If I wish to make all one in the universe I must eliminate all who wish to impede me. That includes you and all others in this world as well as the force behind all of this."
"You mean Obamon?" questioned Jokull.
"She is also on my list to destroy, but I refer to the one behind her," he explained.
"Behind Obamon?" repeated Glenn. "Like she is being controlled by someone?"
"That doesn't make any sense," argued Jokull. "She's done all this on her own. She invited everyone and worked to fatten everyone up and eat them."
"In truth, it not much different than my own desire to obtain my full power," he explained. "She might not have been fully aware that she is a puppet herself, but whatever her goal may have been before, the true villain's desire is in motion."
"What plan is that?" asked Glenn.
"I do not yet know, but if it will go against my own then I will put an end to it," he explained. "But first, I have to make you all part of the cosmos first."
"Um, don't we get a warning shot?" asked Glenn.
"A warning shot?" whispered Jokull. "We are way past the point of getting one of those."
"I was hoping we could try and distract him and then run away when he isn't looking," whispered Glenn.
"I could give you a warning shot," said Cyrus. "But it will probably just kill you, but if you insist." Each of his tails began to radiate with incredible energy. Rocks and debris all around began to levitate off the ground and even Glenn felt weightless and felt his feet leave the ground. "Now return to the cosmos." The nine tails fired converging beams that changed trajectory direction at Jokull and Glenn. There was no time for them to do anything, but let out a scream that was quickly swallowed by an enormous explosion. Dirt and dust filled the air around where they stood which had not become mass hole. Looking at the destruction he had caused, Cyrus continued to talk. "It seems things are working out even easier than I expected."
