BF Fanfic: Burny

Why am I so underrated? I mean, I’m one of the most famous units EVER! Everyone knows who I am. I’m the little red guy that starts your adventure. Burny.

I will annoyingly get into your acquired units. You’ll sell me, if you’re not a noob. Or newb. Whatever way you want to spell it.

People spread rumors about me getting a three star. I wish. Then people get mean and say I’ll get a seven star, just skip everything else. Ha! I’d rather people call me a fodder unit. Fuse me when you’re new, sell me when you’re old.

Well, one day, the old man didn’t sell me. He kept me.

“You just stay here for a while Burny. Then one day, you will shine.” That dude (Lojky) told me. And sure enough, I did.

One day, I was put as Lojky’s leader. Sadly, I only did one quest, and that used the last of his energy. Whatever!

I just sat around, chatting with his four six stars on the team.

“Don’t be rash, Sefia! He’ll never even get a three star, nevertheless a six or seven star!” Feeva is a mean person.

“Don’t listen to them. I’m the only fire type here. I was the only one who was in the first fifty units.” Vargas proudly declares.

“One, you as a six star, is like unit number 338! And two, I was in that too ya dork!” Lance is right about that. I’ve been killed by countless Eze’s, Selena’s, Vargas’s, and Lance’s.

All of a sudden, I’m on a pedestal. I have no idea why. All of a sudden I feel powerful. Another Pedestal. Crud, now I’m not powerful. I’m just fat.

POWER SURGE!!!

I’m fat and powerful. He puts me as his leader. We’re going to Maxwell. AND…

I died.