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."
"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."
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