Micro smirked as he began prepping his plan for battle. With 17’s costume, he figured he could at least last the five minutes he needed. The added strength and speed should give him that.

“The battle will begin in 30 seconds,” a voice said as Micro grinned. He wondered what this would be like. If things got too tough he could always break out his armor or even his Kamui.

The door began opening and he dashed out of it. The second he did he heard a revving. He turned just as a RIPtire that must’ve been from Junk Rat slammed into him, sending him flying back from the explosion.

Micro flipped through the air, landing on his feet. When he looked up, he saw nothing but mist.

“Another victim,” a dark voice said. “Perfect.”

Micro felt his danger sense trigger last minute as he spun and caught the Kubikirobocho blade, stopping it against his palm. Zabuza looked shocked as Micro raised his elbow above the blade and brought it down, snapping it.

Zabuza was forced to dodge as Micro thrusted the part he held toward him. Micro looked at his HP and saw Zabuza’s swing took out a huge chunk of it, as did the RIPtire. He heard an almost demonic growl.

Sending a gust of wind at the growl, Micro pushed Zabuza away and himself out of the Mist. As he skidded out, he spun and caught the wrist of a small blue haired boy as he was about to plunge a knife in his skull.

Nagisa Shiota dropped the knife into his non restrained hand and stabbed at Micro’s heart. It didn’t pierce due to his Gamer’s Body, but the would be lethal blow dropped him close to 0. Quickly grabbing the other wrist, Micro squeezed, his enhanced strength breaking the boy’s wrists.

“Gah!” Nagisa screamed as Micro caught the falling knife and slit the young assassin’s throat.

Reacting to a noise to his left he spun and threw the knife, burying it in the head of Ivy from Soul Calibur right as the blade she stabbed in the ground stabbed back up, hitting his chest. Micro stepped back but he saw the next screen that popped up.

HP at 0. Gamer’s Body disabled.

Micro was slightly stunned at this but knew he had to focus. He was about to equip his Iron Watcher armor and begin cycling the healing biotics, when…

“HYAH!”

A large battle axe cleaved through him, from shoulder to hip. As the two sections of his body fell away from each other, his head turned just enough to see Hector from Fire Emblem readying his axe to fight Zabuza and his shortened blade.

A while later

Micro’s eyes snapped open and he sat up in what appeared to be a plant bulb. He quickly patted himself down and found him to be in one piece. Pulling up his status screen, he saw his health was back and sighed in relief.

He trusted Shiro in saying he would be fine, and that he would die eventually…

But still.

The bulb began opening up and Micro began to get up when a hand smacked him hard.

“I thought I told you not to do something stupid again!” Chara yelled. “Blacklight and now this.”

Micro rubbed his cheek and looked up to see Shiro facepalming.

“You did try to tell her right?” Micro deadpanned.

“She knows you were safe,” Shiro said. “I think she just wanted to give you crap.”

Chara glared at him.

“I was actually going to say he can make it up to me later in a… special way.” Her eyes got a glazed look in them as a small bit of blood leaked from her nose.”

Micro rolled his eyes but smiled as he pulled Chara into his lap.

“Of course I will,” he whispered in her ear. Then he looked up at a grinning Shiro and exasperated Sweetie. “Any chance these bulbs can close back up?”

“Actually,” Magni’s voice said from the side. “We have a bet to discuss.

Micro looked over and saw he and Modi looking at a score clock that had hundreds of times on it. Micro looked up and saw many names eliminated in a few seconds of starting. Then, a good dozen or so names down was his name.

Micro: 29 seconds

“Son of a bitch,” Micro said.

“Don’t beat yourself up too hard,” Modi said. “Your body ability let you survive multiple lethal blows. I’ve been killed off the bat by multiple times by those fighters.”

Micro admitted that did help, but he cursed himself. He didn’t take it as seriously as he should’ve. He would’ve been serious in a real situation, but he should treat every battle seriously.

“...I have a few things I have planned this upcoming week. Can we move the dates back a bit.”

“Dates?” Chara asked, turning around to sit straddling Micro’s lap. “Are those big boys stealing you from me?”

Micro was about to snap back when he decided to take a page out of Shiro’s book.

“Well, Modi does have an impressive sword, and I’m sure Magni is skilled with his weapon as well.”

Chara was shocked while Magni and Modi weren’t sure how to take Micro saying that. Sweetie looked at her boyfriend who was laughing up a storm.

“You taught him to treat things like that didn’t you,” she asked.

“Of course!” Shiro said. Sweetie looked at a laughing Micro and smiled.

“You know that just makes him more attractive right?” She said teasingly. Shiro wrapped her in a hug and smiled.

“And you know I’m ok with you going after him...even more if I can watch you and Perl.”

Sweetie rolled her eyes at her boyfriend's antics and kissed him.

“So,” Chara said once she recovered. “What plans were you talking about?”

“Well,” Micro said. “I have to prepare for more fights in Valhalla since I still need to prove myself to Sleipnir. I also have a few dream dives to do, as well as a trip to Japan to visit Kobayashi, Kanna, and Tohru. First though...we have something more important to do…”

“What?”

Micro looked up in all seriousness.

“You and the others need to meet my mom.”

Author's Notes:

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