At Universe 8 balcony, the Icers look troubled after having witnessed the epic Broly vs Vegetto fight.

'Papa, I think we're outclassed here,' Freeza points.

'We're not leaving!' Cold says firmly, arms crossed.

'How come?' Coola asks.

'Definitely not because I'm Ginyu and hope to take a more powerful, preferably female, body in this tournament and leave Universe 8 and get rid of you two annoying shits and possibly indulge into my homo fantasies,' Cold answers really fast.

'What?' Freeza raises an eyebrow.

'NOTHING!' Cold blushes.

The next fight is, by coincidence, one between two members from the same Universe. Universe 2 is one that doesn't make much sense. Not that the rest of this fanfic does, but you know what I mean.

'And now, Arale shall face Seto Kaiba,' the announcer declares.

A little girl too awkward looking to turn on even a disgusting pedophile shows up at the arena.

'Woo hoo. I'm ready for wrestling,' the blue haired infant cries.

Across from the girl, a formally dressed man whose hairstyle makes him look like a brunette version of Trunks is standing.

'BEGIN!' the referee commands.

Arale is about to charge at Kaiba when he places some cards on a duel disc attached to his arm.

'I SUMMON ALL MY THREE BLUE EYES WHITE DRAGONS!' he yells, taking an unnecessary anime pose.

Three gigantic, white creatures appear, shaking the stadium with their roars.

Arale points a finger at them and, with an innocent, childlike expression, asks: 'Wait a minute. Did you just summon a bunch of monsters in one turn?'

'Yes,' Kaiba answers casually. 'So?'

'That's against the rules. Ain't it?' Arale wonders.

Kaiba is about to answer, but the referee interrupts and says: 'Actually, no, miss Arale. In this tournament, a fighter can use external help as long as they have entered the ring alone.'

'Hey, I was going to say Screw the rules, I have money,' Kaiba protests.

'But, this is the point, mister Kaiba,' the referee explains. 'You did not violate any rules, so...'

'It doesn't matter!' Kaiba cries. 'I wanted to say it. I wanted to say it so bad! I look so cool when I say it. And yet you had to go and ruin my cool moment.'

Awkward silence. The Varga sweatdrops. 'Umm, I'm terribly sorry, mister Kaiba. I had no idea you felt like that. You can say it if you want it so...'

'Now, it's too late,' Kaiba bursts into tears. 'Now, even if I say it, it won't be cool. You ruined it. Shame on you!'

The tycoon curls into a fetal position and cries. For a while, the total silence renders Kaiba's sobs audible.

Suddenly, a guy with multicolored hair in a totally crazy hairstyle gets on the arena and pats Kaiba on the back. 'There there, Kaiba,' he says.

Seto raises his eyes. 'Yugi,' he sobs. 'Only you can understand me. Only you can make me feel good. Yugi... I have always loved you.'

'Kaiba,' Yugi answers. 'I have always known!'

The two of them share a passionate homo kiss.

'Come on, let's forget about this stupid tournament,' Yugi proposes.

Yugi and Kaiba ride one of the blue eyes white dragons, which subsequently flies away, towards the horizon, under a lovely sunset (even though there is not supposed to be any sun in this universe).

'Err... contestant Kaiba left the arena, so contestant Arale wins,' the announcer manages to utter.

'Big brother,' Mokuba, who showed up in one of the balconies out of nowhere calls out. 'Is it time for my...'

'SHUT UP, MOKUBA!' all universes fighters yell in unison and annihilate him with their united blasts.