//------------------------------// // Meeting a Displaced Plant 1/2 // Story: A Boy and his Box // by Jake Witt //------------------------------// Morning again and it's week 2 day 1 of Box being a sudden "Biggest Loser" coach for me. If I had my old metabolism, I would need it but now it just hurts. On the bright side: Box said he knows a crafting recipe for bacon. Yes. It is confirmed. I am doing this for bacon. Not ham. Not turkey-bacon. Sunset Shimmer hair colored bacon (last week's Old Spice parody allowed me to stay me and be in the human world for a short period of time, so I stalked a girl I had a crush on). After my push-up session, I spawned some cake and crammed quarter sliced down my gullet. I went outside to check my pumpkin garden- I went outside to check my little ponies in town, especially Rarity. I left an order for her to make some changes to my red hoodie and my Ezio costume, the results were interesting. I somehow gained a more modern, athletic version of Conner's costume. Sort of like Desmond's hood but red and blue. I ran to the library, hi five Scootaloo, and teleported into the room. >:) No doors to block my path! There Box introduced me to an orange folder with a message. The message was simple: "World = Burn. Got it?" We arrived to the location of the message. It was carved in a tree with hearts and skulls around it. I don my usual armor: diamond helmet and shoes with emerald (blast resistant) chest plate and (fire resistant) pants. My weapons are a flame bow I crafted with the data from my game avatar's flame sword and a bow. In both hands are emeralds swords with push back and flame IV. I think I still have a diamond shield. Box wears a customized gold guard armor and with shades. "I'm telling you, protect your eyes. Enemy blinds you and you're in trouble. I don't even care if you can bounce back with a new body, if lives are on the line do you think their going to wait for their dead hero to return? Nope. Even a speed five potion can save them fast enough." Box said, he was about to continue when a child's scream filled the air. "It's time! This is what I've trained you to do for a week." "It is? So what, I run laps around the nearest threat and bench press him into submission?!" He broke a speed potion in our wake as we sped towards the scream. In a village, not so far away, an invasion was taking pla- Creepers. Green plant creatures with tall bodies, four tiny feet, and a big head. They reproduce through exploding and sending their seeds onto the dead to grow their population. "I thought Equestria didn't have creepers! Box... what did you do while I was gone?" "It started off as a want for a pet during war... And long story short Bomby's death won a war and nearly started the apocalypse. There must be a creeper hive around here somewhere..." "We are going to have words." "Please no. It was the mommy Celestia stages and we had words in forced public. I've never been a little colt, but I felt like a little filly... Then I had words with Luna." Flashback... "Tell everyone you're sorry." "But Tia, I stopped the Dragon War!" "Don't give me that! You doomed us all, my little sunflower!" "Please don't call me that." "I am your mother so I can call my foal whatever I want, Mr. Snuggles!" she said flaring her wings. She would be intimidating if my focus wasn't on the guard filled room having a mix of anger and giggle fits. Some guards looked confused, probably out of the loop. Flashback much closer to the present. "HOW DARE YOU-" "Never mind. I would want to know what Tia said though I take your word about Luna." I said, torching a creeper skyward. It's obvious that their weakness would be fire. Hacking and slashing the creatures, each death brought back memories of Mine Craft both online and on XBOX. I would be ready to show my superiority only to die from a surprise creeper destroying my house and crafted maps and clocks. Each decapitated plant beast, reminded me of the times I survived the nether only to be blown up as soon as I returned home with a ghast tear. Each time I impaled a weed it was in honor of my giant Steve's head and legs, for I wasted a week working on the diamond sword he held to be a perfect size. Listening to their explosions in the clear gave me more joy than finding a cat to scare off the creepers. "WHO IS KILLING MY CHILDREN?!" Sorry, but what? From the ground a bipedal plant creature with a red-yellow plant head and- hold on. In case you're a Cartoon Network nut and you watch Ben 10, you'd recognize this guy. "Who might we have the honor of having conversation with?" Box said with ease despite the All Giver in his mouth (which he could easily carry in magic if he wasn't an earth pony right now). "To be honest, I forgot. I'm stuck between either Wild Vine or Swamp Fire. Either way, my title is the same. I am savior of the Everfree and my garden you're killing." he said, setting his hands on fire. Yes, he can do that. I raise my hand as if in school and respond, "Your name is Swamp Fire. Now down to business, why are you invading this town?" "Oh sweet! Thanks man... And we are not invading. We are in the process of rescuing our young, in accord to my observation it turns out the floral napping was an accident. Somebody's kid thought one of my flowers were cute and wanted a pet. He will get a scolding for leaving the herd during migration, especially with our history with the ponies!" Swamp held a hand between his eyes once he said "history" and a venomous tone with "ponies". "Though, it's interesting seeing another human in this world. Well actually, I was human... Either way, you sound like a Ben 10 fan! Come! I'd like to talk about ourselves and Ben!" he motioned to me with a vine, daring not to get near Box. "Well I used to be a fan until..." "Until what? Ultimate Alien? I still don't see what's wrong with it, besides the ending." "Ultimate Alien is fine. It's Omniverse that I don't like." Box keeps his distance as we walk within a mob of creepers. "What's wrong with it? I always wanted to see it, but some guy named the Merchant sent me here. Besides being a savior of plants, I regret being displaced. I'd really like to know what's wrong." Swamp said, his voice was falling out of character and his green eyes turned a sky blue. "There was a major art change, Gwen and Kevin go to collage leaving Ben behind. Almost all of my favorite aliens are either gone or have terrible costumes. A chicken villain. Grampa Max owns a Plumbing shop, and it turns out to be an underground Plumber HQ. They butchered the original Ben 10 with eleven year old Ben flashbacks and give that Ben a cool alien that dies." I said, placing my hands in my armored pockets. "That sucks. Is there anything good or different besides art?" "That depends. Does an underground alien city on Earth and Ben's new partner Rook, count? He also has a Bigfoot alien with electric powers and a miniature planet alien. Oh and my favorite of the new aliens, Blox, is an alien made of Legos! The new villain are ok. And one of them gave Kevin an alien dog." "Well now I feel like talking about ponies. Ten year old Ben has the same voice actor as Twilight Sparkle. Geek out." After an hour Box forces me to head back home, but an explosion said otherwise. Hello readers, my name is Seth. I am currently half king of the creepers. I'm a displaced. Meaning I used to be from Earth and now I'm Swamp Fire from my favorite TV show Ben 10. In case you read what was up there: the explosion was for me. If you want to know who that is, all I type now is that he is a plant alien with Dead Pool healing abilities with fire and plant powers. Lego Craft in my perspective is long gone, when in truth: he might come to save me. Looks like I am not alone. He is a Mine Craft displaced. My Ex is too, I know because she is here causing creeper warfare. I want to save my garden, she just wants to see it burn. In case you're a Nickelodeon nut and you watch Danny Phantom (Because who watches Ben 10?) then I can easily tell you that she decided to dress up as Vegetated Sam on that fateful day. Process of elimination and the fact I became my costume... I guess you don't get good grades reading this. "Seth, darling. How are you?" Ivy-Sam asked. She has a nice, slender body wearing a black leaf dress with huge spiked vines "Doc Oc-ing" from her back. Instead of black hair like Sam she has brown hair with some blonde streaks ending in a pony tail. He hair reminds me of wood flooring that her face and my swampy foot would meet. Though to be honest: I miss her more than anything. "Still trying to process the break up. I mean, how ironic is it that your character wants to save plants but mine can burn things, but we want the opposite? Ivy, please snap out of it! Think of the children!!" As soon as I said that one of my seeds blew up, killing its school. "What children? All I see are my bed of bombs being controlled by ponies and flame king on a thone of lies." "TURNIP FOR WHEAT?! See Box, I can plant too." "Beet it, bitch." Lego's pony said extending his wings. Wait wings? Oh my god, he's on of those alicorn OCs! And Ivy says I'm on a throne of lies?! Next thing I know, I'm punching myself on the ground and explosions are everywhere. I enter the ground and transport myself among the roots just in time to rise from the ground, and uppercut Ivy with a muddy fist saving Lego in the process. She tries to control me again, but I can't let this psycho win! I fall to my knees, actually willing to let him out. He calls himself a king, but I just call him him. I never liked the guy, though besides sharing a body and mind, we have a common goal: save the creeper race! My body turns a bright brown as my vines turn into tree limbs and bark. My back extends to a big blue bulb and my face merges with it as my limbs grow and increase in strength. "Ultimate Swamp Fire?!" Lego exclaims in a fan boy-ish tone. "Close you retarded meat sack. Swamp man can't talk now, my name is the bombastic KING CREEPER!!!" we said, chunking fire bombs at Ivy-Sam like its rain. "Swamp shit? I AM MAKING IT RAIN!!!" we said to ourself soon lunging at our polar opposite dream girl- Ex- my love- EX!!! We argue with ourself in our head. That would be our weakness if I didn't gain control of my left hand, clobbering her more than the Thing. We regain full control as a creeper blew us off Sam, due to her plant DNA, her healing factor kicked in as she summonded sharp vines, impaling our half friend... Lego was it? A tear fell from our eye as we questioned if should care or not. We look over to the pony defending himself from a hoard of mind-controlled creepers, not even phased that- OH SHIT!!! Out of nowhere some guy dressed like a patriotic Desmond Miles shows up with a hoe and drags our ho to the ground in one quick move. In his other hand he wields a diamond axe, which he uses to cut off her vines. As one of her spiked vines reaches the ground, it sticks its injured side into the soil. It grows into a plant creature twice the size of King Creeper. It has a sickly light green skin with powerful, muscular arms and dark green beak, head spikes, and hands with two sharp vines making an X across its torso. Ya know? I fought this guy before and only once, in my opinion he is also a crappy playable. His name is Undergrowth, one of the ghosts that possessed Sam in the show...