Chapter 1: A Potted Imp
Ever heard of a Potted Imp? No? Well, the plants didn't know either. A regular Imp who showed up one day at the old plant base at the Backyard Battleground wearing a pot over his suit and a pot as his hat instead of his helmet. Although the weeds were suspicious about him, he never harmed them, in fact, he once followed a Peashooter through their teleporter and helped them, heck, he even made his own new Mech! Something the plants called: "The Sun-Power", since it resembled a robotic Sunflower, much to the plant's surprise. And they even gave the silly potted Imp a nice name, Potter. (keep wizards away from him lol)
One day while running around the old hollow base with only a couple of Peashooters watching him, the old L.E.A.F. squad started up the teleporter, setting course for a Gardens & Graveyards Time Park battle. The Imp cheered as he rocket-boosted over to the three members, the Commando Corn, the Party Citron, and the Party Rose looked at the Imp in confusion. "Don't tell me the pipsqueak wants to come with," the Commando Corn complained, "And you call yourself a commando?" the Party Rose sarcastically joked, "Come on C, the little guy could help us greatly!" The Party Citron said as the Imp jumped onto his beam. "You're seriously not encouraging me to let a Zombie come with us," Commando Corn asked, "Hey, his Sun-Power bot is pretty rad," Party Citron said, "Besides, the little guy hasn't left the base in a while," The Party Rose said, the Imp cheered as he flipped his blasters. The Commando glared at his two comrades as they waited for his answer, the Imp raised his blasters into the air like he won and laughed. "..Keep him close to you C," he finally said as he walked through the blue portal, "At least he came through," Citron said, walking into the portal with the Imp on his back, the Rose shook her head and followed behind, she wondered who they were going to fight.
It was Imp hell for Commando, Imps were running everywhere, half were gravity-nading everywhere while the others were stomping around in their Mechs. The only ones that seemed to have fun were Citron and Potter, stunning, nading, Impkata-ing, balling, they just had a great time taking out Mechs and sending their bodies to the entrance of the park. But despite their fun, they were pushing the payload very quickly to the castle gates, they needed to stop them, quickly. "Rose! Try and use goatify on them! Use the new one! Citron! Use-" Although Rose heard him, Citron was having too much fun taking out Mechs while Potter cleaned up the enemy Imps. "OH FOR-" "Corn! Lob a Butter Barrage!" Rose called as a swarm of Imps started rushing towards their position. (Ever had that happen?). Corn lobed a butter into the crowd as the butter whined as it fell from the clouds and into the group of Imps, almost clearing all of them. But as Corn and Rose cleaned up the last of the Imps, a squad of Mechs came stopping with the payload, they were so confident about getting it there, they carried it on their robotic shoulders. "Oh for shuck's sake," Corn said as the two front Mechs started up Missile Madness. His and Rose's bodies started flying through the air as Citron just balled over when the missiles ceased firing. "Uh oh, you better stay back little man," Citron said, shooting off an EMPeach as he opened up his shield, Imp watched as he fought against the Mechs. Unfortunately, the Mechs easily took him out, only leaving the rouge Imp standing in front of the mechanical giants. The Imps inside just looked down at the potted Imp in front of them, they could tell he was one of them, but his choice of wardrobe confused them. So much in fact, they dropped the cart onto the floor on its side and stared at the Imp, even the newly respawned Imps just walked up and stared along. The three respawned and quickly made over the castle gates and were ready to make a final stand, but were met with an undead midget staring contest. "..." "..." "..And you said he wasn't worth it," Citron said cheekily to Corn, he glared at Citron as Rose just stood with a bamboozled smile as she stared at the sight only zombies could provide.
But to their luck, the Imps stared at their potted doppelganger for the rest of the match, losing the match and having to retreat. "No, that didn't.." Corn just stood dumbfounded as Potter jumped over onto Citron's shoulder. "Great job little dude! You saved the match!" Citron cheered, even Rose came over to clap in celebration for her undead teammate. "Corn, aren't you going to celebrate?" Rose asked, Corn made his way over to Potter as he stared at him. He put his blasters into the air again with triumph, Corn cracked a small smile. "Admiral work solider," Corn said, rubbing Potter's brown potted head, Potter giggled as he booster-jumped into the air. They made their way back to the base and called it a day, the battle made it's way far into the afternoon, the sun was just starting to set. Perhaps an Imp wouldn't be the worst thing to have, just as long as he doesn't get any candy...
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Robots_Inc I hope you enjoy this first chapter! This is just the beginning! Although there are going to have many other short stories, I might go back to older ones to continue their storylines! Maybe even cross stories!
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