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// Chapter 12:  Umbreon needs to be quiet. 
// Story: OC Battle! 
// by zekromthepokemon 
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	Everyone sat in the auditorium.
“We’re here. Again.” Sugar groaned.
“Look, it’s probably nothing we really should worry about it,” TwiPie tried to reassure her.
“What if someone dies again? What if it’s you? What if it’s me? What if it’s . . . him?”
“Swift is not going to die. Did you see how handled the red guy?”
“Yeah, I know, but if that guy with the cannon or that batpony fights him...” she said, worried.
“Can I start teasing you again? It gets more and more annoying whenever you talk about him.”
“Please don’t.”
“Then what do you think I should do to cope with your obsession?”
“I don’t know . . . I wish I could stop myself sometimes, though.” She hung her head and buried her face in her hooves.



Magica was on the other side of the auditorium labeling her potions. She pulled out a clear bottle filled with liquid. The liquid itself slowly alternated from being blue to orange repeatedly. She pulled a few tags out of her bag with her magic. She selected one that read  “p. p.” and stuck it on. Dr. Terrible sat behind her. 
“I do not mean to intrude, but what does ‘p. p.’ mean?”
“You’ll find out if I have to battle you, kid,” she replied, pulling out the next bottle which was filled with red liquid.
“Well, I would like to know, and I’m afraid that you calling me kid might not get along well with the janitor here, I’m sure he would hate having to wipe up some mysterious red spills,” he said calmly. Magica turned around.
“Listen, you better not threaten me, because with just a few of these things,” she shook the potion in front of his face, “I could do the exact same thing you claim.” She then scooped up a rat scuttling across the floor and opened the bottle. She placed a drop of the liquid onto the rodent. A loud squeak came from it as its fur, skin, and finally its skeleton disintegrated, and all that was left was a small pile of dust. Dr. Terrible looked with astonishment at the remains of the character
“I would normally brush this off, but that was simply devious, unmerciful, and evil! You simply must teach me!” he exclaimed as his fear turned to excitement.
“Teach? You don’t seem like the . . .”  she looked at his lab coat, “potion making type,” she said. He began to pout.
“What do you usually do in your quest to take over? And be honest about it,”
“How’d you know I wanted to take over?”
“Big ego. Lab coat. Unnecessary complex vocabulary,” she listed.
“I didn’t know it was that obvious. Basically what I do is invent things that usually doesn't work. I was planning to give up and just go to some orphanage or something, but then I came upon a tank, attack helicopter, and some metal rods in my junkyard and made this marvelous mech that can do all sorts of things. I try and try again to make something as destructive or even more destructive than it, but I really can’t.”
“So, materials are your problem?” she asked as she put the red potion back in her bag.
“You could say that.”
“Well, I could help you with that, but I require something.”
“And what might that be?” She then pulled out a orange potion and drank some of it. All of her teeth became sharp and her eyes turned blood red. She turned to him and fire started burning in her eyes.
“YOUR SOUL!” she cackled.
“EEP!” he yelped. Her teeth then fell out and new normal ones grew back instantly, while her eyes returned to normal.
“Just kidding,” she laughed.
“Maybe she’s a little too evil,” he thought to himself.



Crescent looked around the room. He longed for someone to talk to. He looked at Bucketman. “No, too strange.” He looked toward TwiPie. “No, too . . . confusing.” He looked toward Ink Sword and Swift Sky. “They both seem decently normal.” However, Swift looked a little too normal. He got off his chair and walked to Ink. “Hi,” greeted Crescent when he sat beside him.
“Hey,” Ink replied. Crescent awkwardly shuffled around in his chair.
”Do you read comics?” he asked.
“Does Captain Equestria kick flank?” he said as a smile crept onto his face.
“Only if he has a shield,” Crescent said as a smirk emerged from him.
Just then, the curtains onstage opened and everyone grew silent. 
“Hello everyone! There are some things that are going to be new to OC Battle. Due to a miscommunication, an OC has actually been misrepresented,” he stated. “Sugar Crumbs, can you come up here please?” Sugar Crumbs got up from her chair with a worried look on her face and climbed onto the stage. “To fix this problem, and to uphold our policy to make sure that crazypony100 won’t get mad, Sugar will be getting something.” A glowing pink orb with a lollipop on it then descended in front of Sugar.  Umbreon then kicked Sugar right into it.
“What’s going- AAAHHHH!” she screamed in agony as she was shocked with magic. Everyone (except Umbreon) cringed. After about two minutes of screaming the orb dispersed and Sugar was left sprawled across the stage. She panted heavily as the pain subsided. “Priceless,” Umbreon chuckled. Sugar Crumbs got up and turned to Umbreon angrily.
”You‘re really laughing after what I just went through?”  Without even closing her eyes pink magic swirled around her horn as she glared at Umbreon. Pink rock candy then began to sprout around the bottom of the pokemon’s hoof, restraining his legs. “What’re you doing, equine? I thought you were trying to win the ‘Prissiest Pony of the Year’ award!” he mocked.
“You won’t be laughing when I’m done with you,” she said. A paw emerged from Umbreon’s black robe and shot towards her, shooting red and dark energy at her. Sugar immediately responded with a wall of clear rock candy. The blast reflected off of it and and went through the red curtains, leaving a smoldering hole. Her horn glowed again and pink flashes of magic danced around Umbreon, with strange creatures arising from them. They were two-layer cakes with arms and beady black eyes, and had mouths that opened and closed by separating the two layers of their bodies, and they had blue streamer-like tongues. Umbreon was unimpressed by them.
“You call these minions? I’ve seen better from a foal  and a bunch of action figure” he laughed, not noticing the monsters looking hungrily at him. 
“Now little ones, you can’t eat the mean little dog like that. He’s not good enough . . . yet.” Her horn then glowed once more and a ball of candy, desserts, and all kind of sweets began hovering above her, steadily growing. Sugar closed her eyes as she concentrated. Umbreon tried to get free by shooting the rock candy that held him, but whenever he pulled his paw out the cake monsters simply stabbed it. The ball was now gigantic and towered over the whole stage. A stream of sweets then shot down from it and a cake abominations poked him.
“That didn’t hurt you insol-” the candy then plunged itself into his mouth. The cake things then ran off the stage a out the door. “Why are they running?” Ink Sword asked Crescent.
“The dog could explode.”
Umbreon’s torso grew as more and more food filled his body. His  Robe ripped off of him as he grew. He grew to five, ten, and finally nearly fifteen feet. The ball of candy was now about the size Umbreon was before candy was stuffed down his gullet. Finally, Umbreon was now twenty feet tall and twenty feet wide, taking up nearly 90% of the stage. There were no more desserts left, and so Sugar walked off the stage. “I would have my little fledglings eat you, but you’ve become a little too much for them,” she said.
“You’ll pay for-” he burped, “this,”
“What do you guys think I should do?” she said to the others. “Pull that lever!” Dr. Terrible said, pointing toward the hole. Sugar looked at the hole and it turned out that there was in fact a lever right behind the curtain. She trotted behind the curtains and pulled the lever. A gaping hole then appeared and Umbreon fell through it into a seemingly endless abyss. Sugar turned toward her peers and was met with a thunderous applause that continued all the way until the next chapter.