MST3K + Thor…white streak in hair and Bobo origins! Woo! I may have screwed up both universes, but screw continuity.
Pearl Forrester sat in her kitchen evilly. She glanced over at her son, playing with his evil toys. All seemed right in Castle Forrester. She sipped at her evil coffee and sighed. Life was evil. But what to /do/?
Pacing the kitchen, she was hit by inspiration. Possibly, she could rule the world with just a lemon, a cheap radio, and a monkey. Possibly. She would need brains, too.
"Come along, Clayton," she ordered, and her son ran forward. "We're going shopping."
Thor angrily marched past his brother. "Loki," he seethed, "What has father done of late? You bear the news on your shoulders, dear brother."
Loki grimaced. "It does not bode well. Father decided to let the woman, Pearl Forrester, live, despite her evil actions." At Thor's face, he began again, "Nothing can change his decision, brother," and held his arm.
Thor grabbed Loki's grip and tossed it away, stalking past his brother. Loki sighed. This could be difficult.
Mrs. Forrester looked at her Frankenstein-ed creation in satisfaction. The radio had been converted-using the television, microwave, and fridge-into a power switch for the world's electricity. The lemon was for her margarita. The monkey was to occupy Clayton.
"With this, I can rule the world," she guffawed. Now, she thought, All I need is some lightning.
Thor stormed around in his room, sparks flying. All he could think about was Pearl Forrester. Why would his father let such a villain go unharmed?
He feared going against his father's wishes, but if this woman, the same woman his father had let go, was a real threat, surely he would understand Thor's reasoning behind ending her.
He concentrated, sparks flinging around. He sent a bolt of lightning down to Earth.
"Mr. President! Hey, just saying, I can turn off the world's electricity at once. Don't laugh! It just takes lightni-"
At that moment, bright electricity flowed through Pearl's body, her hands on both her son's head and the contraption. The current flowed through her and Clayton. The lights of the world flickered briefly.
"Brother, no!" Loki crashed into Thor's room, eyes wide as he took in the lightning flowing angrily from his brother's fingertips. He took a deep breath before tackling him to the ground, breaking the connection with the element of surprise.
Pearl Forrester awoke next to her son, a steaming, charred machine, a faint monkey, and a lukewarm margarita. "Whaa...?" She sat up.
Suddenly, a figure appeared before her in smoke. He took a step forward and gave her an apologetic look. "I am sorry. My brother-"
"Who are you?"
"I am Loki of Asgard. My brother Thor-he-you were struck by lightning. Apologies." He disappeared.
"Wait, what?" Pearl was too confused, but she spotted her mirror. Her frazzled hair showed a brilliant white streak. "No! I'm too young to go gray!"
The end and thank you for reading! ( .com)