Note : All of the characters in this story are the property of Naughty Dog, Vicarious Visions, Vivendi Universal and any other company that holds the Crash Bandicoot license.
One sunny morning, Dr. Neo Cortex, the world's most hated person, was busy taking a stroll inside his castle. He eventually entered the private lab of N. Gin, his faithful right-hand man.
"N. Gin, have you come up with any plans to take over the world lately?" asked Cortex.
"Not one." replied N. Gin. "How about you?"
"Zip, zilch, zero." said Cortex. "I don't have anything in mind."
"Like Tiny! Hee, hee, hee..." joked N. Gin.
"Do not insult me!" shouted Cortex.
"I was just joking, Dr. Cortex!" replied N. Gin.
"Never mind that!" said Cortex. "Let's see what those mongrel mammals are up to..."
Cortex went to the balcony of his castle and pulled a pair of "Cortex-Vision" binoculars out of his pocket. He used the "zoom-in" feature to see what was going on on N. Sanity Island, the first of three islands near Australia.
"Let's see here...Aha! There they are!" said Cortex.
Cortex was seeing a bunch of bandicoots doing random things; Coco was typing on her computer, Crunch was busy doing push-ups on one finger, Isabella was doing some stretching exercises, Amy was hitting a punching bag that looked like Dingodile, Liz was filing her nails with a nail filer, Megumi was watering her bonsai tree and Crash was sleeping(go figure).
"What a bunch of crude, foolish and undisciplined freaks they are..." mused Cortex.
"Actually, they're YOUR freaks..." corrected N. Gin.
"That's it!" exclaimed Cortex. "N. Gin, you're brilliant!"
Cortex immediately ran downstairs, leaving N. Gin alone on the balcony.
"Wait, you didn't tell me what was so brilliant!" said N. Gin.
After a few minutes, Cortex was in his lab, with N. Gin following him.
"What did you have in mind, your magnificence?" asked N. Gin.
"School!" replied Cortex.
"I beg your pardon?" asked a bewildered N. Gin.
"Since that foolish bandicoot and his friends are incompetent, I thought that I might as well give them a good education!" replied Cortex.
"I don't follow you." said N. Gin.
"Since they're MY creations, it's my responsability to give them a good education, therefore making them intelligent AND well-mannered! Not to mention the fact that I would be the first scientist in history to own a school for anthropomorphics!" explained Cortex.
"So?" asked N. Gin.
"If our school becomes well-known across the world, think of all the fame and money we could receive..." said Cortex as he put his hand on N. Gin's shoulder.
"Fame? Money? It's a magnificent idea, Dr. Cortex!" said N. Gin. in joy. "But you might want to give education to some of our minions..."
Tiny walked in the room.
"Hello, Cortex!" said Tiny. "Look what Tiny learned today!"
Tiny let out a huge burp that shook the whole castle and he went out of the room.
"I see your point. They are not exactly the brightest bulbs in the box." said Cortex. "It is decided. I shall open a school for anthropomorphics!"
"Aren't we supposed to build it first?" asked N. Gin.
"Oh, right. I forgot." replied Cortex. "To the meeting room!"
Some time later, Cortex and N. Gin, along with Tiny, Dingodile and Koala Kong, ended up on N. Sanity Island.
"Remember what we talked about in the meeting; in order for us to get fame and fortune, we first need to build a strong and sturdy school." explained Cortex. "Understood?"
The animal minions nodded in agreement.
"Good. Time to get to work!" said Cortex.
A few seconds later, Cortex and company were dressed like construction workers, with hard hats, tools and the like. They soon got to work. Unfortunately, things didn't go quite like they planned.
Tiny was supposed to use a hammer to hammer nails on planks, but he kept hammering his own thumb instead of a nail.
"Ow! (hits thumb) Ow! (hits thumb) Ow! (hits thumb) Ow!" screamed Tiny in pain.
Dingodile was trying to make a jackhammer work, since the only machine he's ever operated was a flamethrower.
"How do you work this thing?" said Dingodile in confusion.
Dingodile flicked a switch on the jackhammer and it went shaking around like crazy.
"M-m-m-make i-i-i-i-t st-o-o-o-o-o-o-op!" said a shaking Dingodile.
The jackhammer suddenly started digging a hole in the ground until Dingodile ended up in Mexico.
"Que Pasa?" asked a nearby Mexican man.
Back in the construction area, Koala Kong was trying to make a beam stand up, but it kept falling down.
"Stay put, you stupid beam!" protested Koala Kong.
Koala Kong took the beam and planted it firmly in the ground.
"There. Much better." he said.
"This is not going well." said Cortex.
"You're telling me! That beam wasn't supposed to go there!" said N. Gin while reading the blueprint he was holding.
"This taking too long! Tiny blow up trees to make more room for school!" shouted Tiny.
Tiny took a nearby detonator and a LOT of TNT crates and he set the crates right in the middle of the construction site. After that, Tiny pulled the lever and pushed it down.
"Tiny, nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" screamed Cortex and N. Gin.
BOOM!
Cortex and his henchmen were lying on the ground, charred and toasted.
"Sorry." said Tiny.
"Ugh, this might take a while." groaned Cortex.