Prologue is here
Chapter 1 is here
If you haven't read either of these, I strongly suggest you do so, as both are important in their own right. If you have, then carry on.
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Bomberman was determined to stay a few feet behind Pommy, so he wouldn't feel the... thing's wrath.
"Pommy thinks Bomberman should hurry up!"
"Bomberman thinks Pommy should stop talking for once," The white bomber muttered angrily.
"Hm? What was that?" Pommy stopped and turned to face the white hero.
"I asked how you took care of those guards," Bomberman quickly lied.
A mischievous glint that unnerved Bomberman appeared in Pommy's eyes.
"Mm, Pommy suggests Bomberman stays away from the railing," He gestured to the large gaps in the railing before leaving his wide-eyed companion to hug the outer wall behind him.
"Oh and Pommy suggests Bomberman looks straight ahead when we get to the bottom of the stairs, too~"
Bomberman's face became the same sickly green as the walls and he ran as fast as he could to the next room.
Pommy strolled over to the pile of robot parts in the middle of the floor and picked up a metal arm
"Who knew Bomberman would get so worked up over some robot parts?" he giggled, "I should take this. It might come in handy!"
Now giggling over his pun, Pommy cheerfully skipped to the next room where Bomberman was currently standing on a random block in order to avoid the giant rats.
"I REALLY wish I had my bombs!"
Pommy grabbed the rats by their tails and managed to throw them in the nearby shallow pool of sewer water.
"There! Pommy solved the problem!"
Bomberman glanced around and sighed, "Except we actually need to go in there to move on." He pointed at the large grate that presumably lead to another room.
"Pommy will take care of them!"
"I have a better idea," He got behind the block he had been standing on and began the task of trying to push it into the water, "Come and help me, Pommy. This thing is heavy!"
"No. Pommy is hungry," The ball then proceeded to sit down and eat a banana as he watched Bomberman's futile efforts. The poor hero got the block right to the water's edge before stopping.
"All right, where did you get that banana?"
Pommy shrugged and mumbled through the fruit, "The robots back there dropped it. They had some other food too."
"Wait, the guards were robots?"
"Mhm. Didn't Bomberman look at the pile of parts?"
"No," He sheepishly muttered, "Well that makes things easier. Did you grab the rest of the food?"
"Yup! All of the food looks really appetizing, after all."
"Good. Save some for later. We'll never know when we might run low."
"But Pommy needs to eat lots! Pommy's a charabom, and if charaboms don't eat, they never grow!"
"Well, I need to eat too!" Bomberman crossed his arms and tapped his foot impatiently before swiping an apple from Pommy.
"Hey!"
"Help or you don't get it."
"Fine..."
Pommy grudgingly plodded up to the box.
"Now just wait a second. I want to make sure we get rid of ALL the rats."
He looked over at the shallow dip to make sure the rats were paying attention, then dropped the apple right into the water and shouted, "Now! Push as hard as you can!"
The three rats swarmed around the apple and never noticed the block coming down and killing them.
"Phew! Thanks, Pommy."
"Pommy's apple..."
"You'll survive," Bomberman scoffed, "Now come on, let's get out of here."
"There's just one problem with that, Bomberman," The charabom gestured to the grate covering the hallway, "How do we get through those bars?"
Bomberman was already in the sewage and had already trudged over to the bars.
"Easy! I can see a button on the other side," Bomberman stuck his arm through the bars and stretched it as far as he could, "If I can just... ugh!"
"Pommy thinks Bomberman should use this!" He held out the robot arm he had picked up earlier.
"How did you-? Whatever," He grabbed the arm and slammed it against the button.
"No need to thank Pommy! Now let's go!"
"Hang on," Bomberman crouched down and scooped some of the sewer water into his canteen, before moving on, "You never know when you might need water, even if it isn't exactly clean."
Pommy just shrugged and went through after him.
"Bleh. Why did there have to be sewers here? Pommy hates this!"
"We can't just walk beside the water either," The white bomber looked up at the platform spitefully, "We have to go through it for a little longer."
"Bleh. It's all twisty, too. Why can't the tunnel just be straight?"
"Because fate hates us. These rats are proof."
They kept moving until they came up to a pipe that was gushing out water.
"Oh! Look, Bomberman! It looks like we can go through the pipe!"
"Umm, how about no?"
"You don't want to go? Why not? Is the water too dirty?"
"Well yeah, but that's not-"
Pommy had that mischievous look in his eye again.
"Pommy knows the REAL reason Bomberman doesn't want to go," he sang.
"Yeah, it's because-"
"Bomberman can't swim, riight?"
"Wait, what? How did you know?"
"It's obvious! What other reason could there be for not wanting to go in there?"
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe because the water is GUSHING OUT OF THE PIPE?"
"Oh look! A ladder! We can stop walking through the ucky water now!"
Pommy hopped up the ladder and onto the dry floor above.
"Don't change the subject now, you-" Bomberman muttered to himself as he followed Pommy up. Just as he climbed to the top, Pommy chose that moment to shake his wet feet dry, and splattered Bomberman's face with water.
"Today just isn't my day..."
Anxious to get away from the sewer stench, the two smelly heroes hurried on into the next room, where there were pitfalls and odd looking guard robots scattered throughout.
These robots were round, grey, and spiky all over. They appeared to have sirens attached to their heads, daring any unfortunate escapee to attempt to run past them.
"Well this is a fix. If those robots see us they'll probably throw us back in the cell."
"Leave it to Pommy!"
The charabom stepped right in front of the nearest pit, jumped up and down, and began waving his ears around.
"Come get Pommy, ya robo-losers! You couldn't catch a trapped snail!"
"BEEP! BEEP! Intruder spotted! Capture Immediately!"
The robots waddled towards Pommy with a surprising amount of agility.
"This is going to go well. Pommy, you do know the robots aren't going to be stupid enough to actually fall-" At that moment, both robots waddled straight into the pitfall. Pommy gave a smug grin before manoeuvring around the holes and to the exit.
"At this point, I think I should just shut my mouth..."
"Pommy agrees!"
As Bomberman took his sweet time getting to the other end of the room, Pommy decided to go on ahead and check out the next room.
In it was a large machine throwing up electricity, making the bridge above it leading onward impassable. There were also a couple of robots wandering around aimlessly to the side, but Pommy didn't think they would be a big threat. After all, they were going for the door on the upper floor, not the dead end to the left.
"Huh," Bomberman suddenly grunted from behind him, "This looks like a pickle. How do you propose we get to that door?"
"Well, Pommy thinks that the gap doesn't look THAT big. Bomberman and Pommy should be able to jump it!"
The white bomber just stared at him.
"Are you kidding? There's no way I can jump that! I would fall right onto the machine and get electrocuted! Then I would never be able to get home!"
"Pommy thinks Bomberman's just being a big wuss!"
"A-am not!" The white bomber pouted, "I'm just being cautious."
"Well, I say Bomberman should try anyway. Nothing's gonna happen if everyone just stands here."
With that, Pommy clambered up the ladder.
"Well, I'm going to do the SENSIBLE thing and see if I can turn off that machine somehow," Bomberman muttered to himself and rushed over.
"Hurry up, Bomberman! Pommy's at the door already!"
"Well then you can just go on ahead!" He shouted, "I don't know why you're insisting on sticking around me."
"Duuh, Bomberman is the meat shield."
"Oh THANKS," The frustrated hero punched the open console. Seeing as it did nothing, he threw the first thing he grabbed out of his belt as hard as he could. The cap on the thrown canteen flew off, spilling sewage water all over the place, including the machine.
With a spark and loud fizzing noises, the electricity stopped, making the bridge accessible.
"Oh! That was totally intentional!" Bomberman blushed and hurried up the ladder and over to Pommy, who was hiding in the doorway.
"Shh! There's someone in there," The fuzzball whispered, "And he's really strong, I can tell."
Bomberman peeked around the doorway and saw a fiery humanoid facing the opposite way. He certainly seemed different from the numerous robots throughout the prison. In fact, he didn't appear to be a robot at all.
"Ow! Pommy, don't step on my foot!" Bomberman scolded quietly.
Before Pommy could even apologize the figure turned around and stared straight at the white bomber with his bright green eyes.
"Well,well,well. What do we have here?"
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Chapter 3 is now up!

Gamin'Gal : Nice story! I don't know anything about Bomberman though, only that you blow up stuff Anyways, could you give me the link to the first chapter, then I understand the story better

Of course, it's edited into the post above. I forgot to when I posted this, so I apologize.

Gamin'Gal : No problem, that can happen to anyone I'll read them when I have the time!

I love reading these cuase of all the humor!

"Duuh, Bomberman is the meat shield!"

This looks pretty errorless, so you did good! Still looking forward to the next part. Keep up the good work. ^^'