Chapter Egg: Titan
"Dang, Eggman is hotter than ever," said Knuckles with mad respect for the villain. "How is this possible for an egg of his design?"
Vader clutched his saber like a gritting tooth. "Is his fabulous pecky-abby goodness an omen for dark tidings?"
"Aye," said Toto. He quickly looked over the newcomer. It puzzled his mind to see such extraordinary strength compiled into one heinous egg.
"I am no longer the Eggman… I am the Eggtitan!" said the towering fiend, strutting along the ravaged remains of the mainstage. "You will address me as such. No exceptions, fools!"
"Over my dead body!" snarled Captain Falcon. He ran up to Eggtitan and did the Gentleman: a sick combo that only the most experienced Smashers could pull off.
But Falcon's attack had no effect; the Eggtitan just sneered downwards at him. Falcon drew back and summoned the matter-defying strength of his holy fist and charged it into the demonic foe's abs.
But these abs were newly christened with the epic tones of a trillion radiant sun rays. Eggtitan just laughed and reached out and seized the puncher's punching hand.
"That is my punching hand!" cried Falcon.
"Not anymore…" snickered Eggtitan. With a simple flick of the wrist, Falcon's arm popped out of the socket like a Mr. PotatoHead piece.
Everyone shrieked in terror as Eggtitan gobbled up the arm like mere spaghetti.
Falcon held his injured area and wept bitter tears because now he was going to be bad at kayaking.
"As you can see, my mortal audience… I have attained godhood," said Eggtitan with a really dramatic smirk.
"Impossible…" said Mighty. "When not even the legendary Falcon Pawnch can fell this beast, is there any other resource we can turn to for salvation?"
Everyone looked to Toto.
The musical master gulped and shook his head in great disdain.
"I see…" said Tanaka. "So, this is how liberty dies…"
"With shells of egg…" said Vector.
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