"Who am I? WHO AM I? I am the guardian of lost souls! I am the powerful, the pleasurable, the indestructible Mushu." A tiny red lizard thing stepped out from the rock, revealing that he wasn't some giant dragon thing. "Pretty hot, huh?"
"No, but I am." A voice said from the sky. Iron Man landed down on top of Mushu and looked around. "I am Iron Man, and I think I stepped on a lizard..."
Mushu quickly stuck out a hand. "Dragon..." He feebly said before passing away.
Iron Man brushed it off and headed towards Mulan. "Excuse me, sir, have you seen any booze or hot chicks around here?" He said, not seeing through her disguise. Mulan just shook her head no, not sure how to respond. "Hm...well, that's too...wait a minute. I smell boobies." He snapped and undid her hair. "I thought this movie seemed familiar...you are a chick...dressing up like a dude, kinky. What do you say I dress up like a lady and we do it, baby?"
Patrick Star came out of nowhere, carrying his pickle. "Hey buddy, wanna make it a foursome?"