For 10 year Wes Fenix, the summer was supposed to be one of the best ever as he traveled around the country with his best friend Ben Tennyson and his Grandfather Max. However do to circumstances Wes now finds himself traveling with Ben's cousins Gwe...
(Before we start I changed Mudman's name to Muck.)
t was on a hot and sunny day the rust bucket was parked at an ice cream parlor. The kids at the counter while Max was withdrawing money from the ATM outside.
While Max was going about his business he heard the sounds of a truck pull up but thought nothing of it. Unfortunately that didn't last as one of the two men in the trucks approached Max with less than honest intentions.
"Out of the way gramps." He ordered as he now stood inches away from elder Tennyson. "I've got a major withdraw to make." The thief admitted before grabbing hold of Max and throwing him to the side. Max glared and was in the process of getting up when the thief's accomplice stepped in front of him with a crooked smile stretched across his lips.
Meanwhile in the shop the kids were examining the vanity of choices. "What do you that's non-fat with less than 3 perfect sugar?" Gwen asked with Wes and Lucy both giving her a flat look. "Napkins." repelled the old man manning the counter before facing the other two. "What about you two?" He asked impatiently.
"Chocolate please." Wes requested with a smile as Lucy rubbed her chin. "Oh how about some mint chip?" Lucy asked causing the man to nod as he prepared their request. A noise from outside caused them to turn and see the thieves from earlier. The first one hooking up a chain to the ATM while the second waited at the wheel of the truck.
Wes immediately started heading for the door while Lucy was quick to follow behind. Outside the man had just finished connecting everything shot the driver a thumbs up. The driver nodded and immediately smirked as he put the truck in drive.
'Easy money.' The thief thought in triumph only to start gagging a moment later when a peturid smell entered his nose. "What the hell is that?!" He demanded sounding close to wheezing as he turned to the source only to receive a face full of sludge.
"Don't forget your sunscreen!" Lucy asked in her Lenopean form. The driver had witnessed this through the rearview and immediately stepped on the gas. The tires screeched and the engines reeved but the truck wasn't moving an inch.
"What the?!" He yelled spoke only to notice vines growing over the truck. "Plants?!" He questioned trying to find where they were coming from and after a few seconds he had his answer.
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This was the Ultimatrix's DNA sample of the Methanosians named Swampfire and right now he had vines grounds out fro mall over his body to keep the truck nice and secured in place. 'Darn weed." The driver mutters as he opened the door and took out his gun. "I'll show yo uwaht happens when you mess with us!"
Bang
Bang
Bang
3 shots and 3 impacts, the driver watched with a smirk as holes were blasted into the alien. That smirk instantly melted off his face when the holes instantly closed as Swampfire regenerated. "Well that an't good." He muttered as he started to tremble slightly. "Still hurts though." He was kind of enough to inform as he raised his hands. "Allow me to return the favor." He offered as fire ignited in each of his hands.
