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Watermelon Man vs Pumpkin Man
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May 22
Scenario:Watermelon Man vs Pumpkin Man
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The day had finally arrived, and the streets were filled with the vibrant colors and sweet scents of a myriad of fruits.
I made my way through the bustling crowd, my eyes fixed on the festival grounds in the distance.
I could already hear the faint sounds of music and laughter coming from the main stage, and I felt a surge of excitement course through my veins.
This year, the Fruit Festival felt more significant than ever before.
The entire city had come together to celebrate the power of fruits and the superheroes they created, and it was a grand spectacle to behold.
The streets had been transformed into a sea of fruit-themed decorations, and people from far and wide had come to witness the extraordinary displays of power that would be showcased at the festival.
I paused for a moment to take it all in, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of nervousness in my stomach.
But I quickly shook it off.
This was what I had been training for.
This was what I had been working towards for months on end.
This was my chance to prove myself, to show everyone that I was the best Watermelon Man there ever was.
With that thought firmly planted in my mind, I made my way through the festival grounds and towards the main stage where the competition would be held.
As I walked, my eyes were drawn to all of the food stalls lining the streets.
There were dozens of them, each one selling a wide variety of fruit-based treats and snacks that looked absolutely delicious.
But I knew better than to give in to temptation.
I had been on a strict diet for months, and I wasn't about to let all of my hard work go to waste now.
So I forced myself to look away and keep walking, determined to make it to the stage without giving in to any of my cravings.
It wasn't long before I finally reached the stage, and as soon as I did, I knew that I was ready for this competition.
The stage was massive, with a towering screen behind it that displayed a live feed of the events taking place on center stage.
There were thousands of people gathered around the stage, all cheering excitedly as they waited for the competition to begin.
And as soon as they spotted me approaching from the sidelines, they erupted into applause, their cheers so loud that they nearly drowned out the sound of the music playing over the loudspeakers.
The energy in the air was palpable, and I felt my heart start to race with anticipation as I stepped onto the stage and raised my arms in victory.
"LET'S DO THIS!"
My voice boomed over the sound system, causing the crowd to go even wilder with excitement.
I took a moment to savor their cheers before stepping back from the edge of the stage so that I could prepare myself for the competition.
But no, not now!
God, that smell was just so irresistible!
My eyes wandered towards a stall where an old man with a huge belly and an even huger smile on his face was slicing up watermelons in the most delectable fashion.
Ahh, my favorite fruit!
If there was one thing in the world that could distract me from the Fruit Festival, it was the sweet, sweet aroma of freshly cut watermelons!
But no, not now, and not today, Mr Watermelon Man!
I snapped out of my momentary trance and forced myself to concentrate on the task at hand.
I was here for the Fruit Festival and the Fruit Festival only!
The old man's smile wavered for a second when he saw me looking at him, but he quickly regained his composure and shot me a thumbs-up sign, which I returned with a nod and a bright smile of my own before turning around and continuing on my way towards the festival grounds, my heart racing with anticipation as I thought about all of the adventures that lay ahead.
"Watermelon Man!"
I knew that voice too well.
"I was wondering when you'd show up," he said, his voice warm and friendly.
"Tom!"I turned around to find my long-time rival standing right behind me.
He was wearing his usual Pumpkin Man suit, which was mostly orange with black stripes and green accents.
The suit itself was rather bulky, and it made him look even more imposing than he already did.
But despite his intimidating appearance, Tom was anything but scary.
In fact, he was one of the nicest guys I'd ever met.
We'd been friends since we were kids and had grown up together in the same small town, competing against each other in the Fruit Festival almost every year.
He was always good-natured about it, and he never let our rivalry get in the way of our friendship.
Instead, he saw it as an opportunity to push himself to be better, and he always did his best to win.
"Are you ready for this?"He flashed me his signature grin, which was equal parts friendliness and competitive spirit.
His voice was loud and brash and carried over the bustling sounds of the festival grounds, making it hard to ignore him even if you wanted to.
I smiled back at him and nodded.
"I'm more than ready, Tom," I said.
"Are you up for a challenge?"
I was always up for a challenge, and I knew that Tom was, too.
It was one of the things that I admired most about him -- his unyielding determination to be the best, no matter what.
He was never content to sit back and let life pass him by, and he always grabbed every opportunity that came his way with both hands.
When he saw something that he wanted, he went after it with everything he had, and he never gave up until he got it.
"Of course I am!"he said, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
"In fact, I was hoping you'd say that!
I'm going to give you a run for your money this year, Watermelon Man!
I'm going to make sure you don't win so easily!"
I laughed and shook my head.
"You're welcome to try," I said.
"But I'm not going to make it easy for you either.
This year, I've been training harder than ever.
And I'm not going to let anyone stand in my way.
I clapped him on the shoulder, and we walked through the crowded streets together, making our way towards the opening ceremony of the Fruit Festival competition.
The streets were packed with people, and the air was filled with the sound of laughter and music as we made our way through the bustling crowd.
The sidewalks were lined with food stalls, all of them selling delicious, mouth-watering treats made from fresh, ripe fruit.
And the air was filled with the sweet scent of mangoes, peaches, watermelons, and a hundred other fruits, all blended together to create an intoxicating aroma that made my mouth water and my stomach rumble.
The excitement was palpable in the air, and you could feel it in every fiber of your being, like a low hum that reverberated through the ground and made your skin tingle.
This year, the Fruit Festival felt even more grand and vibrant than ever before, with new attractions and more people than ever before.
And I couldn't wait to get started!
As we made our way through the streets, I could feel the eyes of the spectators on us, their gazes following us as we walked by.
Many of them recognized Tom, who was a popular hero in our city and had saved countless people from danger over the years, earning him a reputation as a brave, strong, and capable hero with a heart as big as a pumpkin.
He was always friendly and approachable, and he never hesitated to greet his fans with a smile or sign an autograph for them when they asked, which only endeared him to them even more.
I, on the other hand, was a much newer hero, and I didn't have nearly as many fans as he did, so most of the spectators simply ignored me as I walked by and barely gave me a second glance.
But I didn't mind -- after all, I knew that my time would come eventually, and that one day, I would be just as popular as he was, if not even more so!
We finally reached the stage where the opening ceremony was going to take place, and we climbed up the steps to get a better view of the crowd below us.
The stage was already packed with other heroes, all of them standing in neat rows and waiting for the announcer to call their names so that they could introduce themselves one by one to the spectators below and let them know who they were going to be rooting for in the competition this year.
I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of competitive spirit, which only grew stronger when I saw the look of determination on Tom's face.
He flashed me a cheeky grin, then leaned over to whisper in my ear, "May the best man win."
I chuckled and nudged him in the shoulder.
"Or woman," I said, then winked at him playfully.
"Hey there, folks!"
The announcer was a local radio DJ with a smooth, silky voice that was perfectly suited for the task at hand, and he stepped up to the microphone to address the crowd below, drawing their attention away from us with his infectious energy and enthusiasm.
"Are you ready to have a great time at this year's Fruit Festival?Are you ready to see some of the best fruit-powered superheroes in the world show off their amazing abilities here on this very stage?
Well, you're in luck, because the wait is finally over!
The 50th annual Fruit Festival is about to begin, so make some noise and get ready to party!"
As the crowd erupted into cheers, the announcer turned to us with a smile and said, "Now, let's meet our first two contestants this evening!They're both local heroes who have been competing in the Fruit Festival since they were children, so they're no strangers to the spotlight or the challenges that await them!
Ladies and gentlemen, give a warm welcome to Watermelon Man and Pumpkin Man!"
Tom raised a fist in the air and pumped it a few times, then turned to the crowd with a smug grin and said, "Hey there, folks!It's great to see you all again this year!But I hate to break it to you -- there's no point in having this competition because I've already won!"
The crowd cheered and clapped for him, obviously amused by his confidence and showmanship, but I couldn't help but feel a surge of determination to prove him wrong.
This was it -- the moment that I had been training for all year long!
I had been practicing my powers every single day for months now, working harder than ever before to improve my strength and endurance and learn new tricks so that I could use them in the competition this year.
And I was sure that my hard work was going to pay off and that I was going to win!
The announcer continued to introduce the other contestants and call them up on stage one by one, and we joined them in the front row to stand next to our childhood friend Sarah, who was also competing this year as "Strawberry Gal."
She was wearing a cute red and green dress with white polka dots and an adorable pair of red sneakers that matched her red and green striped tights perfectly, and she had a big smile on her face as she greeted us and said hello.
Sarah was also serving as the referee for the competition this year because she was the only one who could keep Tom and me in line and make sure that we played fair and didn't try to cheat, which we both had a tendency to do when we were competing against each other.
The crowd continued to cheer and clap for us as we took our places on stage, and I glanced around at the sea of faces below us and felt a thrill of excitement run through me when I saw how many people were there to watch us this year.
"I've heard that Sarah has a thing for me,” Tom said, leaning over and whispering in my ear, his hot breath tickling my neck.
I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, and I turned to glare at him, my mouth set in a grim line, but he just grinned at me and winked and waggled his eyebrows suggestively, as if to say that we were both adults now and that it was time for me to stop being such a prude and start acting like it.
But what he didn't know was that Sarah had already told me that she would never be interested in any man who acted like that, especially not him, and that she thought he was being an arrogant jerk for suggesting that she might have a thing for him, because she didn't.
And besides, even if she did have a thing for either of us, it wouldn't matter, because we were both in love with her anyway and would never want to hurt her or do anything that would make her uncomfortable.
"Welcome to the 50th annual Fruit Festival opening ceremony!" Sarah said, stepping up to the microphone and holding out her arms with her palms facing the crowd in a welcoming gesture.
She had a beautiful smile, and her eyes sparkled with excitement, and her voice was so soft and sweet and lyrical that it made me feel as if I had just bitten into a ripe, juicy strawberry and tasted its sweet nectar for the very first time.
"I'm so happy to see so many of you here today to help us celebrate this momentous occasion!I can't believe how quickly time has passed, and how much things have changed since this all began, but one thing has stayed the same: the Fruit Festival is still just as popular and exciting as ever, and I can't wait to show you what we have in store for you all this year!"
The crowd went wild, cheering and clapping and stomping their feet as she raised one arm in the air and shook her fist for emphasis, her eyes sparkling with excitement and her cheeks flushed pink with pride.
"As you all know, my name is Sarah, but you can call me Strawberry Gal, and I'm going to be your hostess and referee for the duration of this event.
And I want you all to know that I'm here to make sure that everything goes smoothly, but also that you all have a good time, so don't be afraid to ask me anything if you need help or have a question, because I'm here for you, too!
I hope you're all as excited as I am to get this show on the road, because we've got a lot of fun things planned for you all today, but we can't get started until you're ready, so are you ready?"
The crowd erupted into cheers again, but this time they were even louder than before, because they were all shouting yes in unison, with their arms raised in the air and their fists clenched tightly as they pumped them up and down.
"Then let's get this party started!" Sarah said, clapping her hands together once as she turned to walk back to her seat.
And she took a deep breath and raised her arms in the air one last time as she opened her mouth to shout "Ready?
The crowd went wild with excitement as they all lifted their arms in the air and waved their fists back and forth as they chanted "Yes!" in unison.
"Okay then," she said with a smile as she lowered her arms again."So let's do this one more time, but even louder this time!
Are you ready?"
"Yes!" they all shouted.
"I can't hear you!"
"YES!" they all screamed at the top of their lungs as they clapped and stomped their feet and waved their arms in the air and cheered.
The noise was deafening as I stood there with my heart pounding in my chest and my stomach churning with nerves, but I took a deep breath and tried my best to ignore it all as I tried to focus on what I needed to do and imagine what it would feel like to win again and defend my title and prove that I was still worthy of being called the greatest Watermelon Man of them all.
And then, everything went quiet as I heard someone clear their throat beside me, and I saw Sarah looking at me out of the corner of her eye with an amused expression on her face as she extended one arm to point at me with her finger before she put it to her mouth and let out a long, loud whistle that made me wince, because it was so high-pitched that it hurt my ears.
The next thing I knew, the announcer was standing beside her with his microphone in hand as he cleared his throat and began to speak in his deep, booming voice once more.
"Attention, everyone," he said as he raised his other hand in the air to get the crowd's attention."The time has come to get this show on the road, so I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you all to make your way to your seats, because it's time to get started!"
The crowd erupted into cheers again as they clapped and stomped their feet, and I could see all of them standing up and rushing to get to their seats before the first event began, but I had a feeling that Tom was still standing beside me, grinning at me out of the corner of his eye with a smug expression on his face as he flexed his massive biceps in front of me and cracked his knuckles before he turned to walk away from me without a word, because he knew that I was going to follow him, because I didn't have any other choice.
I arched an eyebrow at her and crossed my arms over my chest in front of me as I gave her a sideways look that made her blush before I let out a small huff of air and looked down at my feet, because even though she was right, I didn't want to say anything more than that.
The announcer's voice boomed over the loudspeaker as he spoke, even louder than before, which made me jump in surprise and look up at him with wide eyes, but all I could do was nod in response as I remembered how much I wanted to win, too, even though I knew that it would be hard.
The opening ceremony concluded with one final round of applause before everyone dispersed to go to their respective events, which left Sarah standing there alone on stage with her hands on her hips as she looked around at all the empty seats in front of her.
"Tom?"she called out in a small voice."Jack?"I could see her looking around for us out of the corner of my eye, but I didn't want to say anything or move from my spot until she finally spotted me in front of her and walked over to stand beside me, looking up at me with a worried expression on her face.
I could see the corners of her mouth twitching as she tried not to smile, but it was clear that she was excited and raring to go, even though she probably wouldn't admit it."Are you ready for this?"she asked.
I couldn't help but ask as I arched an eyebrow at her, and I could see the corners of her mouth twitching again as she tried not to smile, but I could tell that she was happy and excited for me, even though Tom was standing right beside me, looking down at me with a scowl on his face as he crossed his massive arms over his chest in front of him and frowned at me, because he wasn't happy about it and wanted me to know.
I turned my head to look up at him and glared back at him for a moment, because I knew that he was determined to win this year and thought that he had already won, no matter what I did or how hard I tried.
"I'm always ready," Tom said as he looked away from me to give Sarah a sideways glance, and I could see the corners of his mouth twitching as he tried not to smile, but it was clear that he was happy and excited despite himself as he turned back around to look out at the crowd in front of him and held out one hand in the air before he flexed his arm and began to speak in a loud voice.
"Prepare yourselves," he boomed as he looked down at the crowd before him.
"For today will be a day like no other, and there is no doubt in my mind that we will win!"
The crowd began to cheer again when they heard the announcer's voice booming over the loudspeaker, which only made him smile even more as he looked over his shoulder at me out of the corner of his eye and cracked his knuckles before he turned around and walked away from me without a word.
"Let's get started!"the voice said as he began to count down from three, and the moment he reached zero, I stepped up onto the throwing platform, where I picked up a few pieces of fruit and held them in my hands while I tried to find the perfect watermelon for the job.
"The second challenge is about to begin!"one of the commentators said as he looked down at the crowd below him, and I could see the camera zooming in on me as he spoke.
"Let's give a round of applause for Watermelon Man, the winner of the 49th Fruit Festival!"
The crowd began cheering and clapping as I picked up one watermelon and stepped back from the table, and I could see Sarah in the corner of my eye, standing off in the distance with her arms folded across her chest as she watched me while she waited for her turn."Who will be our first contestant?""It looks like Watermelon Man is going first!"
I could hear the voice saying from above me, and I knew that I had been chosen at random.
"Are you ready?"the voice said, and I knew that it was my turn, so I tossed a few pieces of fruit into the air and threw them at a few targets while I waited for the voice to finish counting down from three."Three, two, one," he said when he reached zero, and I knew that it was time to begin.
A few moments later, I picked up a watermelon and held it in front of me as I tried to find the perfect target for it.
I took one step forward as I looked out at the crowd below me, where I could see Tom in the distance with his arms folded across his chest while he glared at me from behind his mask, but he couldn't do anything about it, because he was still on stage and had already gone."Watermelon Man is up first!"the voice said from above me, and a few moments later, he began counting down from three, and I knew that it was time for me to begin.
I took a step forward again and tossed the watermelon into the air while I held out one hand before I threw it at one target and hit another one a few seconds later.
The crowd began to cheer again as I picked up another watermelon from the table, where I took one step forward before tossing it into the air and hitting another target while I held out one hand, because it was how I could use my power to throw things at things before they could hit me.
I hit two more targets while the voice counted down from three, which only made the crowd cheer even louder as they watched me, but a faint noise caught my attention in the distance, which made me turn my head to look to my left, where I could see Sarah holding out her hands as she watched me from the distance while she tried not to smile.
I turned my head back to look in front of me again before the announcer reached zero, because I knew that it was time for me to begin, but the timer started over again when I missed one of the targets, so I quickly picked up another watermelon before moving on to the next target while the announcer spoke into his microphone.
"What an amazing throw!"
"He thinks he can win this year, but we all know that he can't," Tom said, and I knew that he was talking about me, which only made my blood boil even more, so I ignored him while I glanced back at the throwers, who were still throwing things at things while they waited for us to finish.
"He may be in the lead right now, but there's no way that he's going to win!"Tom said, but he didn't know what he was talking about, because the race wasn't over yet, which meant that he didn't know who was going to win it just yet, so he needed to stop talking about things that he didn't know anything about.
I continued to throw things at things for a few more minutes until there were no more targets left for me to hit, which meant that my turn was finally over, so I walked over to the edge of the stage while I looked around for the next person who was going to go next.
"What's wrong?Are you going to give up already?"Tom said, but I didn't have time for his nonsense right now, so I ignored him while I searched for the person who was going to go next, which only made him laugh at me.
"You may be in the lead right now, but there's no way that you're going to win this year," I said as I jumped down from the stage to stand in front of him, which only made him laugh even louder than before.
"I'm not going to win, because I already have!You can't beat me, because you're nothing compared to me!"he said, but I didn't have time to argue with him right now, so I turned around to walk away, but he reached out to grab my shoulder before I could take one step forward, which only made me turn around to face him again.
"Where do you think you're going?The fight hasn't even started yet," he said as he pointed his thumb over his shoulder, where I could see that everyone was getting ready for the Fruit Fight behind him.
I looked over his shoulder at the people who were getting ready for the fight in the distance while I waited to hear what he had to say, but I didn't have to wait long before he began to speak again.
"Why don't we go ahead and finish this now?I'll give you one last chance to back out before we go up there," Tom said, but I knew that he wasn't going to let me do that, so I shook my head while I waited to hear what he had to say next.
"Come on, what do you say?Are you too afraid to face me?"he said with a smirk on his face, which only made my blood boil again, so I shook my head at him while I tried not to let him get under my skin.
"I'm not afraid of you," I said as I turned around to walk away again, but he grabbed my shoulder again before I could take one step forward, which only made me stop to look at him.
"In that case, let's go ahead and finish this," Tom said, but I knew that there was no way that we were going to finish it right now, so I shook my head before I walked away from him, because I wasn't going to give up that easily.
As soon as we were finished talking, I walked over to where everyone else was getting ready for their turn while Tom walked over to where everyone was waiting for their turn with his pumpkin bombs in his hands.
"What was that all about?"Sarah asked as she walked over to where I was standing with her hands on her hips.
That was nothing," I said before I walked over to where everyone was waiting to start fighting each other with my watermelon shield in my hand.
Tom was trying to get me to fight him before the Fruit Fight even started," I said as I waited for the Fruit Fight to start with my friends.
"Well, what did you tell him?"Sarah asked as she walked over to where I was standing.
"I told him that we could fight after the competition was over," I said before I turned my attention to the stage where the opening ceremony was taking place.
I watched the people who were walking over to the stage in the distance while I waited to see what was going to happen next.
I knew that the opening ceremony was almost over and that it was almost time for the first event of the competition to start when I saw that there weren't that many people left who needed to go up on stage before it was time for the first event of the competition to start.
But just when I thought that everything was going to go according to plan, there was an explosion in the sky that made me cover my ears and look up at the sky.
"What's going on up there?"I heard Sarah ask from behind me when I walked over to where she was standing with my hands over my ears.
I don't know," I said when I uncovered my ears and looked up at the stage again.
But as soon as I did that, I saw that there was something falling from the sky, which scared me even more than the explosion did.
"What is that thing falling from the sky?"Sarah asked when she saw what I was looking at and walked over to stand beside me.
I don't know," I said while I continued to watch what was falling from the sky all the way until it finally reached the ground with a loud thud.
But as soon as it did that, I saw that it was Tom, the Pumpkin Man, who was standing there with his hands on his hips.
"I'm here!"he yelled at the top of his lungs and struck a heroic pose with his hands on his hips, which made everyone else turn their attention towards him too, including Sarah, who was standing beside me.
"Oh no," I heard Sarah say from behind me, but I was too busy watching the people who were walking over to the stage in the distance to turn around and look at her right now, which was why I didn't see what she was doing until she stepped in front of me and grabbed my shoulders.
"Are you okay?"she asked when I uncovered my ears and looked down at her before I turned my attention back to the stage and shook my head, but that didn't stop her from shaking me anyway.
"Yes, I'm fine," I said before I pulled away from her and turned around to walk away, but she suddenly grabbed my arm again before I could take one step forward, which only made me stop and turn around to see what she wanted.
