//------------------------------// // ACT III PART VI // Story: The Great Fandom Man! // by Jake Witt //------------------------------// *UNCE UNCE UNCE UNCE* From backstage, the beat from the speakers began to create a migraine that hurt like surviving a falling icecream truck underwater and surviving... or that could be a stretch. "Remember Oscar, not all dogs can talk," informed a normal person colored Cortana as she held my leash. Oh yeah. Turns out I was close to perfecting a project I began before I was turned to stone and Time-base was so kind to finish it for plan B. I finally get to have my own custom Copybot! Copybots originate from 'MegaMan Battle Network 6' where its a blank robot that can take the form of the humanoid program, Navi, or any humanoid A.I. that's controlling it so it could walk among people. With Cortana in control as my "trainer" our plan B can continue. Plan A was to change my gender, have me wear a dress, and obviously I would never do any of those... like another me from a parallel time a Number One destroyed. On second thought, I bet that was Time-base's attempt at either bad humor or a prank. If a dead me jumped off a cliff with other dead mes, would I follow? Anyway, if I agreed with that plan: I would need a dog. I've never heard of a pet fashion show, but I digress. At least I finally get to use dog DNA and have a Copybot. A very chibi anime girl with a clipboard came up, a huge smile on her face as she spoke in a high voice, "Alright, Ms. Cortney Conners?" being a dog, I didn't like the voice of the girl towering over me, "Ah! There you are!" Seriously, I would go Attack on Titan with this annoying lady! "Oscar, you're growling," Rouge informed me. "Why did you pick... um... Pekingese? Who names these?!" I whispered in my shrill voice, hoping nobody would hear, "Its so fluffy! Chicks dig fluffy dogs! I'm so fluffy! And cute! And fluffy!" "...And an annoying brown mop." I suddenly began barking at that, having Cortana flick my ear. "I'm ready!" She replied to the coordinator. "Hush, Kibbles!" I quickly shut up and I looked up. "Cortney" took a knee, fixing my bow tie on my matching suit. We weren't wearing 'the Standing Star 3AR', but it was a forest green tux with my "owner" wearing a flowing dress with similar color with brown in there to match my fur. To put it bluntly: She's wearing stylish forest camouflage. "Now, I'm aware you didn't get as much training done as everyone else, but we're hoping... Kibbles can handle it." The coordinator said, pointing a pen at me. "He'll be fine. Though I wish our Chihuahua had a personality swap with him," she said, chuckling. "Yeah... I was surprised that rat ever got any spotlight, no offence." Um... yeah that's an offence! That rat was me, too! She stepped back when I began growling. "Well, you're up next after Ms. Rarity and Opalescence." My ears perked up as Cortana asked, "Rarity is here?!" "Oh, yes! That's how we got some outfits to match," she said, pointing to the white unicorn and her fat cat wearing dresses so nice they were indescribable! [Pretend it was Gala dresses] She was struggling to get Opal out of this one girl's yarn-like hair, the cat winning. The music cut off as unscheduled music blared on the speakers, giving me a feeling... "You must catch that cat!" Rouge shouted in my hidden ear piece all my forms had. With my paws, I unhooked myself and began running so fast I ran on the walls and landed in the girl's hair, yapping as I scared Opal off her perch and started the chase. I hopped off, rolling on my back to my four tiny legs as I dash towards Opal. I rounded in front of her, catching her in my front paws as I lobbed her towards Rarity, who caught her in her magic. I ran back to leash, expecting to reattach myself to my leash. Something caught me, I looked back to see the Mario Brothers as Animal Control. I backed between their legs as I heard gasps and found myself back in Cortana's arms as she set me free before flicking my nose. Rarity looked at us, "Um... Thank you?" Luigi closed in on us before Cortana convinced them to leave. The coordinator tossed her hands up, "Why is animal control here!" Rarity rolled her eyes, "Pinkie tried bringing her alligator. Can somepony turn off that noise?!" "No can do, I'm letting this finish," Rouge sounding like J.A.R.V.I.S. informed her from the speaker. Just as the music ended, we returned to backstage and rushed to the nearest restroom. I was forced back to my normal form, my armor replaced with a transformed version of my tux with everything else I needed with it... like pants. I locked the door as Cortana returned to her usual blue look as her head gear returned, "That was disappointing..." "What was the point of the fashion show?" "To catch Number One who was visiting a friend... who needed models... the lead designer!" "If you're talking about the red Equestria Girl with the black poodle then we passed her on the way over here." Cortana returned to her "Cortney Conners" disguise as I slammed my omnitrix ring down. FYI the ultimatrix cant fit in tight places so I had to down grade. As I shrunk, brown fur grew all over me and my ears crawled to the top of my head. I couldn't stand on two paws so I fell on all four paws as my suit returned to its dog form and my green gloves turning into tiny boots. My voice collar materialized tightly from the omnitrix head protecting my neck and my leash shot out like a whip. As our disguises were set, we exited the restroom, getting weird looks from everybody. "What? He's toilet trained," Cortana said as we dramatically walked away, my head high as everyone shrugged. We found ourselves in the hallway, doors to dressing rooms at our sides. I looked up at Cortana, "I know dogs don't talk, but- point!" "Good boy! You know how to read. Now we need to teach you to think!" "Yeah, it has a gold star with "Hot Topic" on it," Cortana said, looking through the door. "Censor: On. Recording." "I can barely hear! Is Number One in there?" "She's behind a curtain, talking to him. We'll fill you in after editing... Say something important!" "Wait... what's with the battle armor?! That thing is rigged with too many bullets for a fashion show-" I pulled on my disappearing leash in mid-transformation as a nuke blew a hole the wall big enough for a lady in bulky black armor to step out. The gears on it shrunk the suit to better fit her as her loaded arm canons were pointed at me. Luckily, I was in my Wreck It Fourarms form so I was nearly bullet resistant. "Bad news: you have to transform manually now. ...How is there an omnitrix update?!" As I blocked bullets and Cortana took cover, I scrolled through my forms, selecting Flash Track... my new Flash and Fast Track mix form. ...I'm not talking about Flash Sentry since I only have a few pony DNA and Flash Sentry is as fast as a flying brick when running. I need speed! Quick description: I'm a red and yellow Fast Track with Flash's symbol on my chest and the speeds added together. Oh, the bullets slowed down. ...No they didn't! I moved so fast from battle jitters that I had time to study my enemy. Hot Topic is a black and red Equestria Girl with black hair with a red streak on the side so smooth and silky that I saw my current face. I checked her gauss cannon, enchanted bullets began to fire. Her right arm armor had red blades that were made that were made to flip out like a pocket knife- Are those runes on her glove?! Now, I would be in love, but her dresser has an old message from Number One- who has a gun to my head -stating that I'm helping Time-base bring the end-times. What. I ducked as Mr. Uno fired a gun with one of those electric orb things on it, electricity nearly hitting me. I began to run fast enough to slow things down, but it was actual effort to sustain speeding myself in place. ...OK, Number One has no weak spots. Moving on! I rushed over to Hot Topic, finding her armor's back panel to be easily removable and I loosened her armor's hold on her. She wore a pink robe (thank the gods it wasn't black or red!) underneath, I saw something glowing inside. Being not that kind of guy, I quickly patted her down for both our sakes and found her body was unusually hard... or she was malnourished. I slid the robe off then back on, sighing as I put everything back in place. Question: How many gems can you have on a dress? No limit? Just like the dress of pearls that was stolen on Earth, Hot Topic wore a dress of enchanted thread and gems that glowed with power. Without her armor, that crystal dress could cause anybody problems fighting her! In fact, that's how she's enchanting her bullets. I didn't realize how deep in thought I was while putting the back panel onto its spot on Hot Topic, that as soon as I turned on my heel to move the fight along, a big, growing metal runed fist slammed into me like a train. I was on the ground, my world turning back as I saw Hot Topic jumping out of her armor, the back panel was on the gun arm, Number One looking down on me, and hearing Cortana's fading scream, "-ook out, Oscar! ...Never mind."