Bee Pen Dimension 10 - A Hero Is Born
"So, what's going on?" Spooky Simp Snake Man asked as he turned on a flashlight. Mighty Midget shushed him. "Do you want the whole neighborhood to overhear our secret meeting?" "We're in a basement, hiding under a blanket fort. Nobody is going to hear us." Dark Sky growled. Mighty Midget shushed him as well. "Onion Box, it's not a basement, it's our headquarters!" he said rather loudly. "Uh-huh. Sure." Ignoring his older brother, Mighty Midget turned to Spooky Simp Snake Man. "All right. You wanted to know about the lady who was trying to run you over or shoot you or whatever, right?" "That's right." Spooky Simp Snake Man replied. Mighty Midget took the flashlight from him so he could look dramatic. "She's a member of a cult." Silence fell over the basement. The only noise that could be heard was Spooky Simp Snake Man's jaw dropping. "Real detailed. Great job." Dark Sky said sarcastically and snatched the flashlight, then quickly continued before his brother could complain. "I've heard a lot about the cult she's a part of. I don't know how much of what people say is true, but it's rumored that this cult worships some freaky deity that some purple-haired idiot made up. They claim that this... thing will die, and everything will die with it, if they don't provide it with enough 'simp energy'." he explained. "Simp energy? What's that?" Spooky Simp Snake Man asked, reaching for the flashlight, which Dark Sky moved so it was just out of his reach. "How am I supposed to know? I'm assuming it's as stupid as it-" Suddenly, there was a knock on the door leading to the basement. "W-Who was that?" Mighty Midget asked after it stopped. "You really think I know?" Dark Sky grumbled. Spooky Simp Snake Man got up, crawled out of the blanket fort, and went to answer the door. Which took a while because he kept stumbling back down the stairs. He eventually returned, holding a piece of paper and looking pale. "What's it say?" Mighty Midget asked. Spooky Simp Snake Man jumped slightly before clearing his throat. "I-It says... 'dear Mighty Midget, we're c-coming to your basement at six PM today... and we're going to k-kidnap the simp you're hiding there... signed, Evil Motorcycle Lady'..." He gulped, terrified at the thought of being kidnapped by the motorcycle simp cult. "T-They're coming for... me!" he cried. Mighty Midget gasped, while Dark Sky groaned. "Thanks for the lesson, couldn't have figured that out myself." "We've got to do something!" Mighty Midget exclaimed. "Yeah. How about we call people who are actually capable of stopping that lunatic cult?" Dark Sky suggested. Mighty Midget looked at him like he was insane. "You need to have more confidence, Soup Lamp! We can handle them with ease!" he said, standing up and attempting to look like a superhero. Despite being in a dark basement under a blanket fort. Dark Sky was not convinced. "Oh, I've got it! Spooky Simp Snake Man, you have nothing to worry about!" Mighty Midget assured the trembling simp. Spooky Simp Snake Man, filled with confidence by his statement, didn't question how he knew his name. "What's your plan?" "We turn you into a superhero!" he said dramatically. Dark Sky's hand hit his face so hard that it echoed throughout the basement. "It takes years of training. You can't just put on a cape, sing some crappy theme song you made up in two seconds, and suddenly become a hero." "Yes you can!" "No you can't." As the two brothers bickered, Spooky Simp Snake Man suddenly remembered something. "Oh no... Strawberry Shortcake..." he whimpered. "Whoberry whatcake?" Mighty Midget asked, suddenly not arguing with Dark Sky anymore. "She... was with me when I first got here. She's a simp and... and very special to me-" "Oh god." "Don't interrupt him, TV Tissue!" Mighty Midget hissed at his brother. Spooky Simp Snake Man decided to continue before they started arguing again. "Since she's also a simp... what if that cult is after her too...?" Overwhelmed by sad emotions of sadness, he started crying hysterically. Dark Sky covered his ears. "Don't worry! We'll protect Strawberry Shortcake from that cult! Actually, once we make you a superhero, you'll be able to protect her yourself!" He immediately cheered up. "S-So how do you plan to make me a superhero?" he asked. "All right. Step one, you come up with a cool name for yourself. Step two, you get a really cool costume. Step three, you come up with an awesome theme song for yourself. And step four, we soup up your ride." Mighty Midget said hero-ly. Dark Sky sighed. "I would mention something about me being the only one here who knows anything about how to do that, but for god's sake, it's a tricycle. A pink tricycle." Mighty Midget rolled his eyes. "Come on, Sheep Car, you're my assistant! You're supposed to be more positive!" "Excuse me?!" Then Spooky Simp Snake Man stood up, possibly to stop another argument, slightly more confident than he'd ever been. "I... I wanna be a hero!"
To be continued...
Jul 2, 2022
by
Gau
