The Space Voyage (G/T P!Septiplier)

The Crowl Fight

"Our other contestant is ready." Christopher put the cage down and looked at Mark. "Better give us a helluva show. It's puny but... I bet it's scrappy." Mark tried to ignore the cold smile on the giant's countenance and looked away. In front of his cage were the thick metal bars that separated the small area his cage was in from the arena. The deafening sound of so many giants speaking all at once was making Mark's ears buzz.

"Ha ha. Good luck midget," a giant behind Christopher snickered. Christopher turned and shut the door, leaving Mark alone in his prison. He stood there for a few seconds in silence before sinking to his knees.

What have I gotten myself into?

Jack couldn't remember falling asleep, but when he woke up it was in the strangest position. He was on the floor splayed on his stomach, his empty mug was in his partial grip, laying on its side with his fingers only slightly wrapped around the handle. Sunlight shimmered on his stretched out body, and one of his knees was uncomfortably up against his stomach, sticking his butt  in the air a little.

Jack groaned and slowly sat up. The mug rolled away a short distance as he scrunched his nose up and rubbed his forehead. God I feel like I have a hangover! I did not sleep well... He yawned and fished his phone out to check the time. His eyes flew wide open.

"Nine thirty three!?" He shrieked. His fingers flew over the screen as he called Felix, and while he waited for his friend to call him back he lunged for the tv remote and turned on the holoscreen.

"Jack?"

"FELIX!" Jack yelled. "THE CROWL FIGHT STARTS AT TEN, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YE DOING!?"

"Oh, did you just wake up?" Felix yawned. He didn't sound worried at all. "Don't worry, I have a plan to get Mark out! Besides, there's no way they'd put him in on the first day. They don't ever put new species in until the second-" Jack suddenly slammed his fist on the table and screamed.

"Felix!" His voice was high pitched with stress. "I'm watching the news right now, and they're starting in less than half an hour! Why didn't you wake me!?"

"Because knowing you, you probably drank more than tea or coffee last night." Jack tested his breath and grimaced. Oh fuck, I did drink.

"That's not the point!" He snapped. "I have a right to drink, there's alcohol in my veins!"

"I know, I know," Felix laughed. "Look, I'm heading to your place right now, it'll be just a few more minutes so hold on to your flamingo shorts, ok? I'm bringing my spare hoverboard for you."

"Fine," Jack hissed through his clenched teeth. His anger wavered when a hiccup suddenly jerked his body, and he cursed as Felix snickered.

"You're fucking adorable."

"Fight me bitch," Jack grumbled. He turned his phone off and tossed it on the couch cushion. He hiccupped again and put his feet up on the coffee table, and he rubbed his head again. Maybe I shouldn't have put alcohol in my coffee. He groaned and closed his eyes as the news droned on in the distance. Now that I'm awake- more or less- this is one killer headache. The tv sounded like a bird jabbering away like it was on caffeine.

"So Mindy, what do you think about today's Crowl Fight? Who will be our competitor's for the first round?" News reporter Max asked.

"Well Max, I'd say this match is either going to be incredibly short or a long grueling fight!" Mindy exclaimed. Excitement shined in her eyes as she continued, "With our reigning champion on one side, our other competitor is a brand new species entirely." Jack's eyes flew wide open.