It was that time of the year where everyone partied, hosted grill outs and shot flashy fireworks into the night sky. It was on this night that Star decided to attend the city barbacue. After all, he couldn’t resist the smell of cooked pork. As he finished his… 3rd or 4th sandwich, his eyes spotted what looked like one of Glitch’s bunny minions. Knowing this means something was up, Star followed after the bunny, expecting Glitch to be robbing a place while most of the city was at the party.

What he wasn’t expecting was to find a large rocket strapped with dynamite at the city docks. He gets ready to dispose of it but… something is wrong, his mind feels slow, sluggish, his psionics are delayed. He realizes something is up and turns around just in time for a web cannon to fire, hitting him, pinning him to the rocket and weakening his psionics. A big strip of rubbery tape is wrapped around him and the dynamite adjacent to him by a group of Bunnies before The Rubbermancer himself, Glitch stepped into view. “Hah! Too easy. Your addiction to BBQ is your undoing, Star!”

Victory Star struggles against the webbing and rubber tape. The webs dampening his psionics, he’s about to channel fire but realizes that might trigger the dynamite early. He glares at Rubbermancer, “Barbacue…? Wait… did you mess with my food?! You villain! How dare you mess with a victini’s meal, that’s sacred!” Glitch shakes his head. “Oh not just you Baby Star. I laced the barbacue sauce with my own little sleep potion, distilled from a bug type’s venom. Soon the whole population will be knocked out and I’ll easily be able to steal all the valuables in the city.”

Star groans as he tries to fight off the sleep. Biting his lower lip, “This is… nothing.” He tries to think fast as he keeps talking to fight off sleep. “So this is your latest death trap huh? Very Tom and Jerry of you.” Glitch just laughs, boasting, “Hah! Right? Figured this would be appropriate for the holiday.~ Wanted to make the final defeat of my nemesis a spectacle!” Glitch says, throwing his arms out excitedly. Star just deadpans at him. “You know I’m resistant to fire right?” Glitch Grins as he puts his paws together. “Ah yes, but not explosions. That’s force damage.”

Star thinks it over and realizes Glitch is right. He starts struggling again as the bunny minions bring over a long fuse and stick it into the rocket. Glitch tosses a match onto the fuse and it lights. “Enjoy the show Star! it will be your last!” Glitch runs off with his herd of bunny minions, leaving Star to struggle, fighting off the grogginess of sleep and finding away way out of this before he ends up with a very flashy exit.

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It seems Victory Star has found himself in yet another perilous situation. Don’t worry, he’s been in worse pickles.

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Glitch the Rubbermancer belongs to  daglitchwizzard

Sketch commission drawn by  LilJDude