Bravo Of The Johnny
By Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus
Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus: I have come to a great realization in my life. Nearly everything needs to be crossed over with Space Ghost. Or at least, Coast To Coast. You know what I mean.
Space Ghost teleported into the studio after the introduction played, his cape flowing.
"Greetings, viewers! I am Space Ghost, and welcome to the jam!" Space Ghost greeted as he revealed his bright teeth.
"Come on and slam!" Zorak exclaimed as he was in his prison pod.
Space Ghost chuckled as he placed his hands on his hips. "Yes, yes, Zorak. I'll give you a slam jam you won't forget." He then blasted Zorak, laughing as he reduced the green mantis to ashes. "Ahh, I never get tired of doing this!"
"I do. And so does the audience." Moltar piped in.
Space Ghost growled as he casted a glare at Moltar. "Whatever. Send in the guest!"
As the monitor began flashing, Space Ghost folded his burly arms. Suddenly, clips of Johnny Bravo began playing on the television, much to Space Ghost's surprise.
"What? I said get the guest, not the show the guest is from!" Space Ghost retorted as he pounded his desk with his right hand.
Moltar began stuttering as he moved his head back. "Well hey, I didn't intend for this to happen, Space Ghost! It just came up as I pulled the switch!"
As Space Ghost continued murmuring in annoyance, the titular character of the show playing suddenly popped out of nowhere, in the flesh. Space Ghost gawked as Johnny Bravo himself landed in Space Ghost's lap, causing the chair Space Ghost was sitting in to break.
"Whoa mama!" Johnny Bravo exclaimed in shock as he shook his head, looking around the set as he raised his right eyebrow. "This weird show is stranger than I imagined!"