Chapter Apostrophe: Cloud Climbing Chaos
"I cannot believe the impact of that hawk dude's teeth!" marveled Ray Travolta. He flexed his powerful abs into the galaxies above and received additional strength.
"Forget him… He is just a weakling compared to me," said Charmy with the angst of ten more galaxies. He fired his legs out of the powered-up rifle and struck Banjo's ear eyes.
The ear eyes fell into Banjo's own hands. He juggled them until they became fireballs and then he launched them at Charmy's gun. The gun melted instantly.
Charmy wept for his dead rifle for it was a good reminder of his totes righteous mentor.
"Do not weep!" cried Ray Travolta. "We are still in the midst of battle, brother!"
"Easy for you to say… You were given everything in life!" Charmy roared. He charged up to Ray Travolta and smacked the face off of his head.
Ray picked up his face and glued it back on. "I know you hate me, but there is no time to argue. Banjo is a very ugly evil!"
"I don't care if he destroys the very land I've known my whole life. All I care about is my pride!' Charmy yelled and then ripped off Ray Travolta's sheriff badge. He swallowed it whole and grew new legs. "I will be the one to defeat this hooligan!"
Banjo's feet charged up again.
Ray Travolta eyed his comrade with disdain. "Then you'd best hurry, brother…"
Charmy grunted and whipped out a brand-new jar of mayo. "My time has come… we either fell this madman… or die trying…"
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