Chapter Banana: Cranberries
"So, we need a ring for me, you, and him?" said Mighty with some rageful anger. It was an anger-filled synopsis of his very self. He was feeling like broken waffle cones.
"Do not claim ire in the fire, Mighty," said Silver with passion caring.
"Yes, we have only three rings, but we can get three more; one for each of us," said Spiderman. "I don't even need one because I have no interest in da chicky-babe subculture."
Mighty smiled heartily. "And that alleviates our grand total, eh?" Now the group only had to seize two more rings. Hopefully they weren't on anybody else who was good.
Silver started to weep because the emotions were getting into view again. Omega asked why.
"I cannot believe what good friends we are, fellas," said Silvers. "We are so wholesome."
Then…
BOOM!
And then…
CRASH!
"Holy compound interest!" cried Spiderman. He was like Robin, but cooler because he was a Teen Avenger, not a stinking Titan.
"This looks bad!" said Omega when his scanner went on. "I can visualise damage from afar. We are being led to its evil!"
"Who do we got, chum?" asked Mighty, wisely nocking an arrow.
"Gosh!" cried Omega. "It is my former master!"
"Who is that idiot?" shouted Vector angrily.
Omega pointed with his metallic finger of pointing powers. On the horizon was an evil once thought to have been eradicated…
Crash Bandicoot!
"Dang all toad!" cried Silver with tears streaming down his cheeks like a wet fence made clean by Tom Sawyer's ruthless tactics involving apples and rats.
"We thought you were arrested and imprisoned for all existence, ne'er-do-well!" spoke Vector's angered lips.
"Aye, but I just used your silliness to get my evil back!" explained Crash's putrid mouth. "You see, I tricked you into defeating me so I could be sent to the land of all jailhouses. Then I broke free like a fiend and destroyed the guards' potential. Then I got all the bad individuals to be on my side!"
It was just like in Dark Knight Rises.
"Bartholomew…" mumbled Silver in an agonising brainstorming session. "I can't believe you are such a rotten chump!"
"And now, we dance, prettyboy!" taunted Crash with swift toes and dangerous nose.
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