I'm sorry but something that is in essence Gundam: Surfer Dudes vs. The Man with no plot to speak of just isn't going to cut it.
So I wrote a parody. Enjoy, or, not it's your choice.
Rin-tin-tin(voice-over): Hey sis (incessant whining)
Eureka: Hi Rin-tin-tin how's it going.
Rin-tin-tin: (incessant whining)
Eureka: Ha ha, you're so cute. The fact that it's so blatantly obvious that you like me, but I seem oblivious seems like it would be the most imbecilic thing in this series, but it isn't.
Rin-tin-tin: (incessant whining)?
Eureka: Oh my, no. It's the fact that the show keeps attempting to portray something keeping us apart when anyone with two brain cells can tell that we will end up together, as if they had a choice since the opening credits show us watching the sunset while holding hands. Really, it's more of an insult to the audience's intelligence than a clue.
Rin-tin-tin: (incessant whining)
Eureka: You're right, we need to do something that establishes our dynamic for those who haven't seen the show before or reaffirms it for those who have.
Rin-tin-tin: (incessant whining)
Eureka: Ha ha, you're so cute. Well, I have to go do something inexplicably bizarre and then say a Buddhist prayer because that's a charming character quirk that makes me endearing and not annoying, or at least that's what the writers keep saying.
Meanwhile at bad guy HQ.
Leader: So, um, O.K. we're bad guys, right?
Subordinate: Well, we're wearing these Nazi uniforms and the camera points at us less often then it does those other guys.
Leader: So we are the bad guys. Alright let's go out and do somethin vague and evil!
Subordinate: Aye, sir.
The audience checks their watches.
Audience: Good gracious, this show is half over and nothing has happened yet.
Back with the "heroes" aboard the Gecko.
Holland: Ok the government has placed a generic plot devise in our path, and man let me tell ya, it's harshing my buzz. So we have to escort something past it or blow it up or pretend to surrender or something I don't know. . .
Holland takes out a can of beer, quickly drinks it in three gulps, and crushes the can against his forehead.
Holland(count): . . . Whooohooo, lets boogie!
The surfer dudes beat the government bad guys because the surfers have the surfing spirit or something, really the script just requires them to win.
Rin-tin-tin: (incessant whining)
Eureka: Ha ha, you're so cute.
The End.