Chapter Wise: Just Like Ronnie Sang
Vector looked at his locket and cried about love and gorgeous triumph (the locket pic is the same one I used for the cover of this fanfic. LOL! THX! BTW! IMO! IMHO! LIAHBGB!)
That is when Toto finally arrived and sat next to Vector (not the dog).
"Hi, Vector," said Toto.
"Wow, it is Toto!" said Vector excitedly like a candy corn from Vegas. "It is really you!"
"Who is here?" asked Mighty as he and Omega approached from the hideout doors.
"It is Toto!" announced Vector with ab grace. "Toto is the guy who sings songs about Africa and holding lines!"
"You are a singer soul?" asked the might-having armadillo.
"Yes, and I am a whole band that sings praiseworthy notes from my guitars!" said Toto.
"Grand," said Omega. He was smiling in his robot way.
"Toto, we are waiting for our mighty leader Silver. His might is not like the armadillo who speaks to you," explained Vector like Mr. Waternoose would to Sulley.
"Speaking of James P. Sullivan," said Mighty. "We need to quickly and efficiently find Michael Wazowski. It is a dire situation and we need stuff now."
"Right on, bros," said Toto. "I will lend you my special car. It is half limo and half dinosaur."
"Awesome!" said Vector, Mighty, and Omega all at the same time with all their proper noses queued responsibly.
The clouds came and rained. The boys got soaked and had to return to their indoor hideaway.
"When do we left?" asked Mighty.
"When the skies dawn," said Toto. "We will do left then."
"Gnarly!" said Vector. He looked at his Monado and thought about Shrek memes. Oh, how the layers cavalcaded in his soul, like an eerie onion.
And then Silver stood at the door of the haven and waved hello. Everyone gave him righteous fist bumps and Toto introduced himself.
"Where was your entire life, wise leader?" asked Vector.
"I was confirming fatherly attributes," said Silver with an angsty sigh.
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