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trans_92010-04-15 08:39 pm
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Punches and Sharing Chili Fries with your Evil Twin
CRACK!
Humungosaur stumbled backwards from the attack that his super-evolved counterpart had slammed into his face. Said Ultimate Humungosaur zoomed up into the air and started to strafe the area with missile blasts which the large dinosaur was hard pressed to avoid. "For a construct you're pretty tenacious!" yelled Humungosaur as he ripped a stone from the ground and hurled it at the Ultimate version of him.
Said Ultimate version smashed the rock and smirked. "You shouldn't be calling me the construct Ben Tennyson."
"I'll call it whatever I see it, Albedo," replied Humungosaur as he shifted forms to Swampfire. "Let's see how you like this!"
It was a function the new watch had, something he had neglected for a while but he slapped the end of it. "ULTIMATE SWAMPFIRE!" yelled the new alien moments before missiles impacted.
"Foolish!" cackled Albedo. "You will see that I am the superior Ben Tennyson!"
"Superior? Maybe," replied Ultimate Swampfire before he unleashed a torrent of blue fire that engulfed the Ultimate Humungosaur. "Take that!"
Ultimate Humungosaur coughed and vanished from the rest of the sensoriums as Albedo stood there, unharmed but obviously peeved. The white haired clone glared at Ben. "You shouldn't have been rescued."
"Hey," replied Ben, transforming back from Ultimate Swampfire. "What the heck Albedo? You're not this sullen. Usually."
"Don't give me that. Not only you took my Ultimatrix..."
"Omnitrx."
"Ultimatrix!"
"It's a watch, okay?" Ben frowned. "Go on."
"But you manage to beat me, and not even give me the simple request of being a Galvan once more!" snapped the white hair clone as he ate his chili fries. Ben sighed and ninjaed a couple.
The pair ate in silence, the only peace the pair would have gotten. By now, they would have been at each others throats. And despite the sensoriums recreating everything for Ben, he was still a little melancholy.
Humungosaur stumbled backwards from the attack that his super-evolved counterpart had slammed into his face. Said Ultimate Humungosaur zoomed up into the air and started to strafe the area with missile blasts which the large dinosaur was hard pressed to avoid. "For a construct you're pretty tenacious!" yelled Humungosaur as he ripped a stone from the ground and hurled it at the Ultimate version of him.
Said Ultimate version smashed the rock and smirked. "You shouldn't be calling me the construct Ben Tennyson."
"I'll call it whatever I see it, Albedo," replied Humungosaur as he shifted forms to Swampfire. "Let's see how you like this!"
It was a function the new watch had, something he had neglected for a while but he slapped the end of it. "ULTIMATE SWAMPFIRE!" yelled the new alien moments before missiles impacted.
"Foolish!" cackled Albedo. "You will see that I am the superior Ben Tennyson!"
"Superior? Maybe," replied Ultimate Swampfire before he unleashed a torrent of blue fire that engulfed the Ultimate Humungosaur. "Take that!"
Ultimate Humungosaur coughed and vanished from the rest of the sensoriums as Albedo stood there, unharmed but obviously peeved. The white haired clone glared at Ben. "You shouldn't have been rescued."
"Hey," replied Ben, transforming back from Ultimate Swampfire. "What the heck Albedo? You're not this sullen. Usually."
"Don't give me that. Not only you took my Ultimatrix..."
"Omnitrx."
"Ultimatrix!"
"It's a watch, okay?" Ben frowned. "Go on."
"But you manage to beat me, and not even give me the simple request of being a Galvan once more!" snapped the white hair clone as he ate his chili fries. Ben sighed and ninjaed a couple.
The pair ate in silence, the only peace the pair would have gotten. By now, they would have been at each others throats. And despite the sensoriums recreating everything for Ben, he was still a little melancholy.