Egg Thief

Tortor reached up and grabbed something plump and managed to yank his attacker off. Only to have it start chewing on his hand. "Goddamit!" Tortor yelled out and furiously tried to shake, what he now knows is, a tomato off of his arm.

"Fhinky fhief!" the red produce shouted with a mouthful of bear and chomped down even harder, drawing blood.

"YEOWCHHHHH!"

The milk bear aimed for a punch but before he could land a blow, the damned mutant tomato released its jaw and started bouncing off the glass dome. All the while it was hissing, "Thief!"

Enough was enough. Fuck the egg. Tomato salad sounded delicious right then. Tortor aimed. Mutant produce launched itself at the giant bear once again. Only this time, it got a mouth full of bear foot as Tortor landed a swift kick and sent the red demon slamming into the egg.

"HAH!" Tortor taunted but his celebration was cut short when Tomato shook itself off and climbed into the egg. Within a few seconds, the sound of an engine running could be heard coming from the egg. Then a whirring sound. A thick slab opened up from both sides of the egg and on the ends of each slab unfolded, what appears to be, robotic fingers.Worse still, the egg began levitating up.

"Seriously? The damn thing has rockets?!" Tortor thought in exasperation as he watched Tomato sitting snugly in its robot egg with a very very smug grin.

Despite this, Tortor was never one to run away from a fight. The now Tomatoeggbot zoomed in till it floated only inches away from the milk bear as if daring Tortor to make a move.

Punch. Punch punch. Kick kick punch. Punch kick punch.

Every blow made in vain because of the invisible force field that surrounded the damn thing. This only made Tomato smile even wider, if it was possible. In a voice that sounded like someone swallowed a bucket full of nails and chalk, Tomato said, "Now my turn."

Crash landing

Once there was a bear who went by the name of Tortor. He was tall even for his kind and often found himself looking downwards at his peers. His fur was short and curly with the colour of milk chocolate and he had two black raisin dots for eyes. Despite his cuddly appearance, Tortor was not one who often smiled.

One day, while Tortor was sitting in his dark curtained room, contemplating existence and the universe, he heard a loud CRASH. "Hmm..." he thought before he got up and trudged towards the crash. Upon opening his front door, he found his lawn occupied by the better half of a giant turtle twice the size of his house. The massive reptile had its eyes closed and doesn't seem to be moving any time soon so Tortor did what any sensible 5 year old would do and climbed the great beast. With his bear strength and long limbs, he quickly reached the top and found a glass dome on the middle of the shell. Inside of the dome was a giant egg.

"Cheese omelette."

So with his knife like claws, he cut a hole in the glass just big enough for him to wiggle through. The egg itself stood just as tall as Tortor did, much to the hungry bear's delight. His tiny eyes gleamed with greed and he made a quick grab for the egg.

It would not budge. With all his might, the egg wouldn't move an inch. Looking down, he discovered that the egg was latched on tightly to the turtle shell by three golden legs. Tortor let out a frustrated growl and began kicking at one of the golden legs.

THUNK. THUNK. THUNK. PFSSSSTTTTT....

There appeared a hole spiraling open at the side of the egg, right in front of him. Tortor heard a guttural screech then saw a flash of red. The next thing he knew, something or rather, someone, was chewing on his head. 

"AHH!!"