Chapter Window: Golden Sun
Silver readied power in his wrist and put it into Crash's face. He made the pain feel like magma on a coffee cup. It pained the bandicoot with excruciating ouch vibes.
"You give in?" asked Silver with determination and heroism.
"I can't because I'm better than that!" said Crash with more evil in his heart peeking between his eyes.
"The evil is impure!" said Silver, his benevolent abs focused definitively on his foe.
"Fight me more!" laughed the orange meanie. Crash took out more blasting devices and tried to shot Silver with the shoots.
"This is a bad target man. He is like how a Storm Trooper does his work!" said Silver to Silver in brain ways.
Crash did more shots and did not intercept Silver or his wicked firm abs.
"You gonna die?" asked Crash with his evil.
"I can't because of my goodly heroism!" said Silver. He jumped up and did a whoosh and a woo. He made clicks in his tongue to divert aether into his abs. Silver then landed his feet into Crash's bandicoot abs. The abs were flimsy and broke.
"My abs!" cried Crash as he inspected his dead torso.
"I quelled your mad days in the highway realm," announced Silver with the thoughts of hero.
"Curse you, Silver! You have wicked hot abs that so torture my very being!" Crash cried himself to pieces. He beat the floor with the fury of his lost war.
Vector and Mighty awoke and saw the defeated evildoer.
Vector punched him and Mighty kicked him. Silver crossed his arms in satisfaction. "Now HE will go into the dungeon!" said Silver with emphasis of irony.
Crash was then thrown into prison where he would spend all of his lugubrious life.
Silver had reunited the Speed Highway police force and all the policemen and policewomen were restored to be united.
"We are grateful eternally for your service to us," said all the officers.
"We have nice abs," said Silver with reassurance.
The police nodded and handed each individual a card about their business. Silver kept the card near and dear to his benevolent heart. Vector and Mighty were quite proud too.
"How's life now?" asked Silver to Vector, remembering the crocodile's dad issues.
Vector sniffled and thought about true kindness to others. "I am content with my father's noble sacrifice."
The trio smiled, abs on full display for the entire environment. They waved goodbye to everyone in the Speed Highway district and then headed off into the sunset. They hoped Michael Wazowski was in a location over the horizon.
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