Chapter Migraine: Mallow Geno

Silver, Mighty, and Vector were still having life. Scratch was a deadman and so was Grounder. However, there was a lot of life for the other three. Silver had the newest ring, but there was still need of recruiting more.

"We need at least two more," said Silver with his heart. "We need one for my chicky babe and one for Mighty so he may wed his own chicky babe."

"Hyes," agreed Mighty with his falcon-like assurance.

Vector put his Monado on his back and thought about life and culture. He felt like a yogurt enthusiast just like his father.

That's when the big ugly crocodile kid remembered the importance!

"My dad!" cried Vector's nose. "Before he died, rest his weary soul, he told us to find the last sage!"

"Vector is correct because of this," said Mighty with himself.

Silver made a face of caring to Vector. "He will not be forgotten. We must avenge his falling!"

Vector was so cool with Silver. They were like brothers, only closer. They fist bumped to show off their good looks to Mighty. Mighty was entranced by how the two's abs glimmered in the heated sun.

"10-20-10-30-20-100-20-31-41," said Mighty armadilloly.

"Yes," said Silver.

"We must find Michael Wazowski," said Vector with ethics.

Then they walked away. Vector was green and had teeth.

They made their way down to the streets of town. That day, they entered into da city. It was not one to escape from. But it was the one of Speed Highway.

"Good afternoon!" cried the policeman in his flying vehicle car that was not Lightning McQueen.

Silver looked at the sky and saw the moon. "It is actually evening, you dunderhead," he said politely.

"I am a Monado Boi," said Vector pilotly, because he liked airplanes.

"I'm Mighty," said the one named that. "I have need of reference. Where does Michael Wazokski dwell?"

"That is a very important question, Mighty," said the policeman. "Let me drive you there."

And so, they got into the policeman's flying car and drove off deep into the city like turkey with ranch dressing.

The three opened the door and they were kicked into a jail.

"We are in jail!" cried Silver. "This is an impossibility!"

"We've become victims of a betrayal!" said Mighty.

"Who are you really?" asked Vector to the lawless lawkeeper.

The policeman ripped his mask off and revealed the true evil that he was: Crash stinkin' Bandicoot!

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