Once, two hands, one the left and the other the right were fierce competitors. The left, being cockier than the right, thought up a challenge for the right.One, he was certain; he wouldn't be able to win.

Master Hand: Ok Crazy Hand, what is your challenge?

Crazy Hand: It is quite simple, brother.We gather 25 fighters from across the galexy, and have them fight.

Master Hand: Is that all? What kind of challenge is that?

Crazy Hand: But it is not so simple. You must pit your fighters against themselves. Have tournaments, send them on quests, and train them. Anything to make them more powerful. Then when the time is right, we will have them all in a comptition.Whoever wins will be given imortalitey.And since there will be 25, you will have to train one extra.

Master Hand: But what will this prove to us?

Crazy Hand: It will prove, once and for all, who is the better hand, so to speak.

The Master hand thought long and hard about this. Finally he agreed.

Master Hand: Alright, you're on!!!

Crazy Hand: Excellent!!!To himself" It will all be too easy. Once I defeat him, I can take over the universe"MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Master Hand: Did you say something, brother?

Crazy Hand: Of course not brother. Inside joke.

The Master Hand stared [Somehow] at his brother for a long moment, then turned and left.

Master Hand thinking: He really is a crazy Hand.

Crazy Hand: That was close. He almost figured me out. Stupid Hand. Master indeed.