Where we last left our hero and plushie, they were running in fright from the tornado, and from Old Man Saizuchi. (More from the latter of the two.) Sojiro ran to the house, and tried to open the door to the Sake cellar, but the trapdoor was bolted shut. Loud, off-key singing in an indefinable language reached our favorite Tenken's ears, which he quickly covered, and ran off in despair. "OH, look!! A rainbow! (mumbling: very apt weather conditions for one, naturally…) NOW I get to sing! Right before I get blown off to kingdom come!"

Randomly appearing politician: (Randomly appears) The Meiji Era started 10 years ago! No kingdoms! No! None! Zip! Zilch! Nada!

Shishio: (runs in randomly) Weak get smushed! DIE, DIE, DIE!!!! (kills politician) (Another quote from Pu-chan…. sorry…not again, totally non-creative mind…)

Wendell the Talking Walrus Plushie™: OK, we get it. Just shut up and let Sojiro sing! Crispy-san is already stretching this poorly-thought-out storyline enough!

Sojiro: AHEM. (Normal text is what Sojiro says, bold is Wendell the Talking Walrus Plushie's™ comments and/or remarks.)

(Music comes in)
Somewhere, over the Heavens…sword… (Sorry, bad Tenken joke...)
Way up high, well, duh…
There's a land that I heard of, ...where Talking Walrus Plushies named Wendell are worshipped…
Once in a lullaby. It was your ever-loving family that sung to you, right?
Somewhere over the Heavens… This is getting old…
Skies are blue, The sky is not blue. The sky is black. It is the condensation of water molecules and oxygen that make it appear blue. (Wendell is a science major)
And the dreams you have about caffeinated pastries…Are rudely shattered as some cross-dressing dude in gingham pulls you along on a leash.
Really do come true. Feh. In your dreams. Literally. Ohohohohoho.

Someday I'll Shukuchi out to buy pastries, and mysteriously fall asleep on the way… Explains Crispy's desperateness to make the next line make sense...
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me. And I thought Shukuchi speed was difficult to attain normally, but while sleepwalking? Dangerous, it is.
Where troubles melt like pastries with several 8 pound bags of sugar poured on them beforehand…Uh-oh… Sojiro is getting that look…
Away above the chimney tops …what is this "chimney" of which you speak??
That's where you'll find me. …but, NO!! SOJIRO, THAT MEANS NO PASTRIES!!!

Somewhere over the Heavens…Yaargh, curse this repetition nonsense!
Bluebirds fly… until Shishio-san sees them, at least… That guy really needs to get some lawn flamingos.
Birds fly over the Heavens, but only if Shishio-san doesn't introduce them to his mugenjin first…) True, true… but then wouldn't the birds die from lack of oxygen at that altitude…? (Science major and severely critical plushie Wendell strikes again…)
Why then, oh why can't I? Newsflash: Sojiro can't fly. And bemoans this in song, to all those bored enough to be reading this. Joy.

If happy little bluebirds fly …Happy?? As bluebirds?! I'd rather be a walrus.

Beyond the Heavens, Aww, crap, this repetition nonsense again…
Why, oh why can't I? Sojiro… we've been through this… It's a simple matter of weight ratios! A 100 pound Sojiro could not flap plastic wings fast enough to lift himself off the ground! (Wendell is cut off by Crispy-san, who does not want to be sued by Monty Python.)

Suddenly, the notes to the song are cut short by violent sounds coming from the radio room (Where the cheesy music was coming from)

Usui: (Who has been managing the speaker system) Curses! Now where did I place that key?? Bother, bother…

Crispy: USUI! What in the name of sugary pies is going on here!?!?!

Usui: Well, Crispy, my good chum, I seem to have misplaced the key to lock that yonder cage. I heard rabid clawing and foaming at the mouth, (Shishio: I'll bet you did…) and opened the cage to see whatever the poor befuddled creature had done to put itself into such a tizzy. Well—

Crispy: Two things. One, cut out the British accent. Two, you're a freakin' idiot. That was the cage that held captive Skippy the Underwater Clown!! (cue dramatic music) (Sorry, inside joke…)

Sojiro: (scared) Skippy the Underwater Clown?? O.o

Crispy: Visualize a 7-foot-tall evil clown with green skin, webbed fingers, scales, and pointy teeth. And a red haired wig.

Usui: meeep…

Saizuchi: What's WRONG with red haired wigs, may I ask?!

Crispy: NO! OLD GUY!! DIE, DIE!! (Starts conking him over the head with a 350 pound post-it note)

Sojiro: Oro… hehe… (starts stumbling backward)

Crispy: OK, we now have a deranged mutant clown loose on the set. Nobody panic. We've had worse. (Recalls vivid memory of last year, when Iwanbo, Fuji, and Kamatari kept acting out various soap operas. ("NO!! NOT ROSEANNE!! ANYTHING BUT ROSEANNE!!")

Usui: (Who can read minds with the Heart's Eye thing…) NO!! Painful memories!! NO!! I need to purge my head!! (Runs outside, sound of banging head on a brick wall is heard distinctly)

Sojiro: …

Wendell the Talking Walrus Plushie™: Well… that brought this to a screeching halt.

Crispy: Well, we can always continue later… I guess… PROCRATINATION SHALL ALWAYS PREVAIL!!! KYA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!

Sojiro: ((0.0))

Crispy: Oro… I'm starting to scare people… oh, by the way, about the next chapter! Tea and biscuits courtesy of Usui to whoever can guess who any of the witches will be…(North (Glinda) West, East, and, in my story, SOUTH! Ororo…) All Ruroken, but a couple non-Juppongatana, which is pretty rare for my writing… lol.

-See you guys later, Crispy