"MR. JONES!" A dark shadowy figure called from the stairwell. "MR. JONES!"
"Coming, sheesh." Indiana sat up from his leather armchair and put down his newspaper next to his piles of medicines that he was supposed to take but never did.
"Hurry, before I die of bean fart." The dark shadowy figure had a tone of urgency in his voice.
"Whatever is the matter?" Indiana hobbled down the stairs and tripped on a corn.
"BAHHHHHH!" Jones heard a piercing, heartbreaking scream that shattered the night air with a blow of force, as the hurling melon.
"What the pee?" Indiana shivered in the fridgid night breeze.
"Hey old man." Indiana looked downwards to see a tiny little, annoying little thing dressed in blue with yellow pigtails and huge target-like eyes. "I'm Bubbles the Powerpuff Girl," she said, as sweet as a habenero, "And I'm here to inform you that your days are over as a hero. No longer shall your heroic deeds of the past eclipse the deeds of myself.
Indiana shrugged.
"Hahaha, what an easy victim." Bubbles grinned evilishly.
"NOOOOO!" Mary-Jane from Spider-Man leaped dramatically with force into the stratosphere, embracing all celestial beings with widespread arms and a face radiating with pale moonlight and sorrow.
"Okay, that sucked." Bubbles noted indignantly.
Indiana shrugged impatiently. He was eager to go back to his New York Times.
"Don't go." Bubbles said tragically. "Let's start a war."
"Yes, let's!" Indiana rolled his eyes with pleasure. "I love wars!"
"Me too." Bubbles chuckled.
"Me three." Captain Jack Sparrow agreed.
"Me four." Charlie Bucket retorted.
"Me five." Sauron giggled.
"Me six." Shal smiled sadly.
"Woah," said Mishubigu.
So they all started a war, with Jack Sparrow, Charlie Bucket, and Shal on Indiana Jones' team, and Sauron, and Mishubigu on Bubbles' team. Team Indiana won, of course.
Yay!
So then, they all partied it up in the cafeteria, laughing happily with glee and enjoying the warm sunlight. The credits rolled as Shal floated joyously across the screen.