This choice: An intervention! But from who? • Go Back...Chapter #8Sweet Relief by: Iruiel   "CLICK CLICK BOOM, BABY!" A large energy bolt slammed into Candy Man, sending him flying into the air. He landed with a crunch, parts of his sweets-themed armor breaking off at the impact. Roll suddenly snapped to as she realized just how close she was to being turned into an immobile blob. She looked to find her savior, and witnessed the strangest Navi she'd ever seen. Standing only 4'6" in normal measurements, it, no, SHE, was powerfully built, with long arms coated in armor, two strange weapons(they looked like machine guns) hanging from her hands. She was angular and smooth, possibly alluding to exceptional agility. A red visor covered her eyes, a square, cyclopian bar acting as an eye. Short, cropped black hair was flowing out from an angled helm from which the visor hung, swaying a little as the recoil settled. But what caught Roll's attention was the thing that had CAUSED the recoil.
A massive cannon was attached to its back, smoking slightly from a slender barrel. Whirring sounds could be heard as the barrel flipped over where it connected to the main gun, folding up for storage. The strange Navi had had to brace itself just to use the thing! However, Roll wasn't worried about the newcomer just now. Candy Man had recovered from the blast, and now had a wicked, sadistic grin on his face. His teeth were sharper than before, and his yellow eyes were gleaming evilly.
"Naughty naughty, little girl. You shouldn't be messing with the big boys, hmm?" He brought up his icing cannon, charged it up, and unleashed an enormous hailstorm of sugary sweetness, the sinuous, thick rope of icing headed straight for the other Navi. Roll gasped and yelled out a warning as the stream flowed out towards its target. "NO! LOOK OUT!" She was too late. The thick stream collided with the other one, seemingly deleting it in one shot. With that one out of the way, Roll was now the prime target again. "Oh no, not again..."
Candy Man was looking royally pissed. His mouth was set in a vicious smile, his eyes glazed over with a maniacal look. "Now, my dear, back to our little matter..." Taking another swig of icing from his cannon, he thrust his fingers into Roll's mouth, and her eyes glazed over yet again. A small roll of pudge formed from this piece, and he laughed evilly. "This kind of icing is ten times more fattening than any known substance on earth. And now, you'll be my first victim... ha ha ha.... Now... [b]FILL 'ER UP![b/]"
The thick liquid streamed into Roll's stomach, and soon, she became fit for her name. Ten seconds into the liquid stuffing, her features were softening immediately, a small double chin forming. Her belly began to flow out, pooling out into her lap, and her thighs and hips thickened, filling up with calories as the stuff kept pumping. Thirty seconds into it, she looked to be two hundred pounds. As he continued to stuff her, another huge laser blast erupted into his vision, and he was blown clear across the stage and off the edge. Roll simply cried out for more of the hyper-fattening treat, crawling toward the drop off in hopes of reaching that sweet ambrosia. But a strong metal hand gripped her arm and dragged her away.
"Wait-! What're you doing? I have to get moooorrrrrreeee!!!!!" she whined. "Besides, I can't go with strange Navis I don't know!" Roll looked up to see the mysterious one she saw earlier, coated in a sugary film that dripped off the edges of her armor.
"NO! We have to get going before that freak comes back!"
"I don't even know your name!"
The small Navi looked back to her. Retracting the red visor, Roll looked into her smooth grey eyes, and calmed down immediately.
"If you really want a name, call me Mesa. Mesa Chateau."
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