ACT 7
Last time on hotness and abs…
Marx: Nan desu ka? Watashi wa kiku nodesu ka?
Bio Spark: Ee… Meiyou ga mienai…
Marx: YAMEROOOOO! Meiyou wa sekai!
Bio Spark: Baka… Hana ga arimasu ka?
Marx: Aa… Nani?
Bio Spark: Hai… Tabun kiite mite…
Marx: …
Bio Spark: Meiyou ga totemo kakkoiinara, supuun wa doko ni arimasu ka?
Marx: Su-pu-u-n?
NOW...
"What about this stinkin' spoon?" said Marx gritting his teeth like an angry jellyfish. "Make sense with your proposition!"
"Tame your temper and allow me to explain the riddle you so adamantly glossed over when you used Mucus Stab No. 48," said Bio Spark, still impaled and awaiting the mucus to swallow him whole as it dripped keenly down the blades.
"Speak now," said Marx swiftly.
"I knew you were trouble when you walked in," Bio Spark replied just as swiftly. He took out his laser pointer and chalkboard and showed Marx the most epic diagram ever. It was a diagram that boasted eleven circles and nine cubes.
"What does this mean?" asked Marx. His anger about to burst from his ear canals if he had any.
Bio Spark sighed deeply at the arrogance of the grape. "The diagram explains mayo and spoons. You shouldn't chug mayo, but you should indeed use a utensil for maximum scoopage."
Marx had heard enough drivel. He blew his nose again and released the remaining mucoids from his nasal ducts. Bio Spark was consumed and the end had finally come knocking on his door with the Grim Reaper sans Billy and Mandy, but perhaps still Irwin.
Marx returned the massive blades to his nasal cavities and eyed the plasma-suspended jar of mayo. "It is finally mine to observe with my stomach!"
"Not so fast… prettyboy!"
Marx turned around and horror filled his face. "YOU! It cannot be!"
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On the surface…
"I am the champion of chaos!" laughed Galacta Knight. He revved up his abs to the max.
"This cabbage will be your downfall, evildoer!" shouted Meta Knight. An awesome metal guitar solo played in the background as the two approached one another with fists on fire.
"This is really heating up!" punned Kine.
"Do not pun. It is a sin against everyone including Jon Arbuckle," said Knuckle Joe to the fish.
Kine hung his head via his remaining robot parts in shame.
"Truth," Meta Knight seethed as steam leaked from the eyehole of his mask.
"Truth is stupid and everyone knows that, loser!" Galacta Knight bellowed.
"I am the guardian of all truth and might!" Meta Knight cried as he lunged towards the pink nightmare and delivered his signature pummeling. "GRAND MAGIC: ECHO STYLE FLAMING SPEEDWAGON HAYMAKER!"
*Big bold words appear on the screen accentuating Meta Knight's righteous charisma*
Meta Knight felled the being of destruction and his fists were still flaming like a fierce pot of gravy.
"You think you can beat me?" Galacta Knight chuckled as he arose and cracked his joints back into place. "You fool. You have not even witnessed my second form."
Holy eclair! He called me foolish! Meta Knight screamed in his head in worry and shame.
Galacta Knight pulsated his muscles higher and higher, baby. "And now... let me introduce you to the Electric Lights Orchestra…"
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