>>5372166The attacks connect, and a worrying amount of power is let out. For a moment there’s a blinding light that fills the screen… but it’s then contained. Buu walks over to you with the crystal ball… showing Maple with the Dragon Ball in hand standing beside Fu, the two of them holding their hands out to reinforce the barriers protecting the audience. You smile, whispering out, “Thanks, Fu.”
The light fades away, and both Peppa and the fusion stay in midair for a moment, hitting one another with a cross-counter. They… then fall to the ring, with the latter splitting back into Pantea and Izzy once she hits the floor. The audience erupts in cheers, but Pilaf still starts the count. You wait on the edge of your seat, hoping one of them stands up.
“Three… four… five…”
“COME ON, PANTEA! YOU’VE STILL GOT SOME STRENGTH LEFT, YOU CAN STAND!”
“DON’T GIVE UP IZZY! YOU MADE IT THIS FAR, YOU CAN GO ALL THE WAY!”
“PEPPA! PEPPA! PEPPA!”
“Six… seven… eight… nine…”
And shocking everyone… none of them stand. All three just lay on the ground, breathing heavily. You notice Peppa trying her best, but she just doesn’t have the strength left. Izzy and Pantea look like they’re out cold.
“T-TEN!” Pilaf calls out in slight shock. “F-folks, I cannot believe it! It’s a TRIPLE knock-out! W-well… we still have Pantea and Izzy inside the ring. Which has been…” He looks at his watch. “Just long enough for them to lose the time count on that…”
The Fu beside him stands up, throwing his arms out as he places his foot on the railing. “But do we want this to be decided on technicality? All of these fighters did so well, gave us a match as good, if not better than the one from the WORLD Tournament!”
Baozi floats up, and then moves towards the ring. “But unlike the World Tournament, we all know there can be more than one Mifan Champion. People of Mifan! Visitors from across the world! Visitors from across the universe! Let your voices be heard!”
You… kinda can’t believe what you’re hearing. There are a couple chuckles from the crowd around you. Looking into the crystal ball again, the Fu beside mom wiping his brow in relief. Mom clonks him on the head for good measure, and he whines about that, but otherwise doesn’t seem to mind.
“Well, you win fair and square. No interference.” he says as he places his hands on his hips. “Promise, on my honor as a scientist.”
Mom just nods.
>A. You made it look believable, Fu. Nice work>B. You wanna congratulate the two teams. They fought amazingly>C. Something else? >D. Which team should be Champion? 