It was a day like any other and Bokkun had just gotten a world record speedrun in Metroid. He was so glad at his magical life that he ran straight for the fridge and tore off the handles. He dug deep until he found it: tuna fish and ice cream.
"Mixin' time, baybay!" said the robot champion with glee. He took out a big bowl and entered the ingredients.
As Bokkun was stirring, a strange sensation emanated from the bowl. A mystical genie suddenly popped out. He was only 2 centimeters tall, but he had 11-meter six-pack abs. He also had the raddest of shoes, complete with golden toes. He skipped up Bokkun's arm and sat on his shoulder.
"Do you want a wish, my creator?" asked the genie, grinning from both noses on the sides of his head.
Bokkun frowned and swatted the genie with his spoon. The genie was now a bloody mess and this was not a good time.
The Doctor had just waltzed into the kitchen and was immensely fat. His fat was so fat, that he thought fat thoughts about thin people. "Let's go crush the Old Navy," the fat one purred, taking out his trusty chainsaw.
Bokkun frowned again; his cheeks were really hurting, especially his face ones. He looked down at the crushed genie. "Yo, Doc. Why do you hate the thins?"
Eggman frowned this time. He sat down on his blender and pressed the button of activation. It kind of hurt because the blade was getting feral. He then began screaming in sheer agony. Bokkun was so scared and did not know what to do.
Just then the genie was revived by the shrill noises emitting from the egg vocal cords.
"The outlook is grim…" Bokkun said to the genie.
The genie stroked his beard-like chin which was shaven like an icy dessert. "Maybe you can wish this man a perfect holiday?" posited the magic man.
"I like your funny words…" Bokkun said. He then commanded the wish to be used. "I need my dad to survive!"
POOF!
Just like the Fairly Odd Dudes, the safety was truly acquired by Eggman's butt. The blender blew up and life was restored to the lands.
"Bokkun, you saved me, my lad!" said Eggman, petting his gorgeous son. "Do you want a cookie as payment?"
"Nah Pops, I want a diddy-o game," Bokkun said grumpily. He then grabbed Eggman's hand and crushed it in between two cinder blocks.
Eggman screamed as his hand died. He was so sad about this because now holding screwdrivers would be a difficult task for all.
Decoe and Bocoe heard this noise and were really annoyed by it. They were trying to read shampoo labels and this was totes cramping their steez.
Metal Sonic was in the range of the bizarre audio too. He marched into the kitchen and swatted Eggman until his mustache fell off.
Eggman was kicked in the booty harshly until his other mustaches fell out of his pockets. Said staches fell into the garbage disposal. The genie snickered and flipped the switch, killing all facial hair evermore.
"This stinks like a stinker!" Eggman pouted. He pulled out a sniper rifle and aimed at the crows outside his window.
"And I can't see my feet," said Bocoe. "For I am the fat one."
"Let's diet," said Eggman, turning the crows he just captured into a magnificently healthy soufflé. The man of science and the silver bot then ate of the new dish.
Decoe and Bokkun looked at each other and laughed heartily. The sport of killing crows was kind of neat.
"You have two wishes remaining, Bokie!" said the genie.
"Let me choose them on my own terms, geekwad," Bokkun growled as his charisma shot up to eleven.
DING DONG!
Bokkun heard that doorbell and was so terrified, that his skeleton fell out of his ear. Decoe put the skeleton back inside and Bokkun thanked him with some lemon pudding.
Decoe ate the pudding very slowly as Bokkun answered the door.
It was Amy Rose of course!
"Bokkun, I heard you were the newest in hotbaby culture these days," said the pink thing.
"Aye, but my love is reserved only for good-looking babes like Samus Aran," replied the manly man.
Amy was so stunned by how macho Bokkun's chin was. She hit it with her hammer and then it appeared upon the doormat. Amy picked up the chin and a sewing needle. "May I attach this to my darling Sonic?"
"You may," said Bokkun, slamming the door and returning to his GAMER chair. He split some peas while he waited for his Wii to boot up. It was time for some Metroid Prime 3 Corruption.
The genie poofed up next to Bokkun with a questioning face. "Are you prepared for more wishes?"
"Eat some strawberry tarts and get back to me on that later, homes," said Bokkun as he popped the tab on his G-Fuel.
FIN