Epilogue
Coco came bounding into the shady oasis with a box in her hands. She looked quite excited as she ran toward Aku and Crash. Crash didn't bother looking up, and remained in his lazy position under a tree.
"Hey Coco, where's the fire?"
Coco slowed to a stop, a wide grin on her face.
"I'm too excited to be upset that I'm related to a moron. It finally came!"
Aku hovered at Coco's shoulder. "What is it?"
"It is a vital piece of technology that I need to complete one of my inventions. I ordered it off the internet and the delivery plane just dropped it."
Aku studied the box. "It's awfully small."
Coco plopped down to the ground and began to open the package. "Not all important things have to be big Aku."
Coco ripped off the paper and tore through the box.
"Feast your eyes on this!"
Coco reached inside the box and pulled out a round object. Crash began to snicker madly and Aku titled his body to the side in confusion. Coco stared blankly down at the yo-yo in her hand.
"Is…that a piece of important machinery?"
Coco leapt to her feet in outrage.
"I don't believe this. I have been waiting weeks for this, and those idiots send me…a stupid toy?"
Crash began to laugh. "If they were trying to give you something that fit your age, they should have sent a lollypop."
Coco snarled in anger and bounced the yo-yo off a tree.
"They are going to get a piece of my mind, those incompetent morons."
As Coco marched away, Crash bordered his mouth with one hand. "Don't overexert yourself Sis, you should conserve what mind you have."
Aku shook his large head back and forth in exasperation.
"She should put that passion to better use."
Crash shrugged. "That's why I follow my life's calling. Eat, sleep and be merry. Then there's no waste of energy there."
Aku sighed and followed in the direction Coco had departed. Crash was still giggling quietly to himself as he got comfortable. Then he opened one eye. The red yo-yo was laying not two meters away. Crash considered the rewards of getting up as appose to remaining exactly where he was. He didn't think about it for long. Crash got to his feet and picked up the little toy. He hooked the loop around one finger and let the yo-yo shoot toward the ground. The yo-yo snapped back up into Crash's waiting palm. With rising amusement, Crash continued to yo-yo with a grin that grew wider by the second.
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