>>5622460With this strange creature just appearing before you and removing your ability to talk, it clearly doesn't want Ubo to know it is here. So immediately you reach out telepathically to your larger friend.
“Ubo, in front of me! It has me, I can't talk!” you <span class="mu-i">think</span> to him, and before you can blink he moves. One instant Ubo is standing behind you, back-to-back, the next he's spun around your left shoulder, left fist swinging for the impish creature. Who frowns at this just as Ubo's fist strikes. But instead of striking him, Ubo's punch seemingly stops. But you feel the concussive force of the shock wave from his fist hitting <span class="mu-i">something</span>, it blowing your hair back a moment.
“Bah! No fun Saiyan, ruining my surprise.” the creature complains to you, before turning his gaze to Ubo. “And I see the Kryptonian is doing well also.”
“What are you?” Ubo asks, while continuing to push with his left fist against whatever invisible barrier this strange creature erected between them. You see his veins bulging in his left arm, but the tiny man seems unimpressed, no unaffected by Ubo's struggle. Proving to you that this could be some serious trouble.
“What am I? The proper question should be “WHO” am I, not what. But I suppose the finer points of grammar and proper manners are lost on a couple savages like you.” the creature says, taking on a smug demeanor. “I am Mister Mxyzptlk.
That's pronounced Miks-yez-pittle-ik, for those of you watching me through your screens..”
“Who were you just talking to?” you ask, wondering why the being turned AWAY from the two of you to address the empty air.
“Don't worry, your perceptions are far too limited to understand what's actually going on here.” Mister Mxyzptlk says dismissively, turning his attention back to the two of you. “What's more important is that the two of you are going to entertain me.”
“Oh yeah? And why should I?” Ubo asks, you suddenly getting a bad feeling about this. And as the creature narrows his eyes, suddenly his entire head changes colors. It turns from the normal, fleshy color to a raidiant green, Ubo instantly recoiling. “Kryptonite?! How?”
“Magic.” the being replies, smirking as Ubo drops to a knee, shielding his face with his hands. “You see, I'm from the fifth dimension. While you two, and everyone else you know is a third, or at best fourth dimensional being. For centuries, I've been pitting my inter-dimensional magic against schmucks who thought they could best the master.”
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