John Stewart was stroking through the Daily Show one day. He was about to talk the politcs when suddenly monsters appeared.
"Oh no." John Stewart thought. He needed help. So he want to the Monster Hunter's.
"Hello the Monster Hunter," John Stewart said to the Monster Hunter as he catapaulted in.
"Hello John Stewart," the Monster Hunter said back. He was sharpening his wespon as usual.
"Monsters snowed up at my snow and I need you to kill them, otherwise I cannot politics!" Jonn Stewart explained.
"Hah, they won't be no match for me!" the Monster Hunter boosted. ¡Let's head out!
Monstars were all over the plaque when them arrived back at the John Stewart Show place. A big one charred toward him but he swooped it out of the way with his boardsword.
Then the Monster Hunter got into position and charged his weapon until it did a SHING and then he let go of it. He hits a lot of monsters and they all died and then he craved them. "Heh," the nonplussed dude smirked.
But then a big giant shadow came over them and roared and the Momster Hunter covered his ears for a really long time and then he got blasted and had to get carted back and lost a retry and John Stewart was all alone but he had and plan.
He reached out behind his straitjacket and took out a mega phone. "Prepair to politics," John Steward proclammed.
TO BE CONTINUED?