One day, all these cards started falling from the sky, like rain, or frogs. Together with my friends on an awesome Twilight forum, we created a FAR-OUT game called Bakugan, and for a while it seemed like harmless nonsensical fun. But on National Bakugan Day when the beasts within started slapfighting, we knew they weren't harmless.
My name's Dan. Together with my friends Runo, Marucho, Julie, not to mention Mr. Hotshot himself Shun, and Alice, we are...the Bakugan Battle Brawlers!
Bakugan! One goal, two worlds!
A, a-a, a-a, TWO worlds COL-LIDE! On the inside! Gone, gone, gone, this is Bakugan!
Episode Two
The GROSS Mask GROSS the GROSS Money GROSS Brawl GROSS
In a sunny town (or city, we honestly can't tell which is which with this show), Runo was running by on the sidewalk. Everyone could see her shirt about to fall off, since the flimsy spaghetti straps were ripping apart at the seams. "TALK, MARBLE, TAAAAAAALLLLLLKKKKKKKKK!!!!!" she screamed, voice incredibly strained. Runo panted. "IF DAN'S MARBLE TALKS, MINE HAS TO, TOO! TAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLL -"
"You're an idiot," a fat little kid said, walking away whilst licking his oversized lollipop.
"YOU'RE the idiot! Obviously you can't even being to understand the kind of bond me and my marbles share! Hmph!" She started off in the opposite direction, jabbing her sharp fingernail at the marble vigorously. "-KKKKKK!!!!!!!!"
Suddenly, the wind started blowing more vigorously than her voice! It was drowned out! Nothing outscreams me, she thought. What's...going...on...?
"A tornado, you idiot!" the fat kid said, being blown away. "WAAAAHHHH....."
He's right! Wait, how come I couldn't hear my own scream while -
The gale-force winds stopped, and Runo put her arms down. Behind the swingset landed a guy with big, blond hair. He wore a lab coat and jeans, from what she could see. "Are you challenging me to a brawl by causing a gale-force wind and landing several feet ahead of me with your back facing me?" Runo asked. "You obviously are, person with unknown powers! Let's gets this party started!" She took out a trading card and posed.
"I never said that, idiot girl," the guy said, his voice a tad too deep for his body. "But since you look like a really stupid and idiotic Tsundere-type girl, I'll fight. Call me Mask the Money."
"And with such a dumb name I bet YOU'LL be easy!" Their collectible cards glowed and a huge pillar of light rose above the clouds. Just to emphasize the Time Stop effect the pigeons stopped in mid-flight and the swing stopped making that irritating sound.
Runo was in the fighting area Scary Black Void. "AAAAHH!" she screamed, switching from tsun-tsun to dere-dere mode. Some sort of reaper image flew towards her, ready to kill her promptly and easily. The pigeons went about their business, and nobody in Town City stopped to do so much as glance at the tower of light,
In Dan's classroom...
Dan was now in school, unlike Runo who was skipping it. The teacher hadn't come in yet, so the school gave the students permission to loiter and do stupid things until they came in. He stood one foot on the desk chair, holding up a plastic marble. "Feast your eyes on my one-of-a-kind marble! That's right, I'm better than you and there's nothing you can do about it!"
"OOOOOOOH AAAAAAH OOOOOOOH AAAAAH," the class moaned, drooling as if the marble were a tasty snack food.
"It's not one-of-a-kind!" Cassandra pointed out. "I read about it on the Internet! There's hundreds of copies!" But nobody listened.
"Ooh, I'm so jealous! I never thought inanimate objects were capable of speech!"
"Well, my Keroro Gunsou action figures talk to me EVERY NIGHT."
"OOOOOOOOOOOOH."
"Make it talk!" Stan said. He was quite stupid-looking, hence the nickname Stupid-Looking Stan.
"Do it! Do it!" the class chanted.
"Unless you're making this all up," Martin the reasonable guy said. "A Bakugan talking is an extremely rare occurrence in the programming."
"Daaah, okay. BAKUGAN STAND!!" But that was about the dumbest idea I've ever heard of, since Drago never talked in Stupid Marble form. Why would he do that without even opening the thing? If it was a rare thing in the programming, wasn't it talking twice highly unlikely? None of these questions will ever be answered. EVER. "STANDTSTANDDSTANDSTANDSTAND -"
"You're a retard!" Suchi said from the back of the crowd. "It only worked when we were battling!"
"RETARD..." The other kids looked at each other, moaning the same word.
"Stop, inanimate object! You're embarrassing me! Now everyone thinks I'm mentally challenged! And what about Suchi? Everybody's ignoring him! If only I hadn't been a dumb showoffy main character! Then I'd be better off!"
"Hey, RETARRRD," Rodney said, tipping his glasses, "did'ja finish your homework...or were you a retard yesterday, too!?" The crowd laughed at his "joke".
Dan thought back to last Friday. He had a project to do, but was so overcome by Obsessive Bakugan Battle Brawlers Brawling Disorder, or OBBBBD, that he completely forgot! What an addictive and deadly game, and what an idiotic child. If the teacher really DOES come today, I'm going to get a zero! That's fifteen zeroes in five days! He began cuddling and rubbing against other students, thoroughly creeping everyone out.
Endymio/Drago started talking to himself, just a marble on the desk. Puny humans, thought the marble. These pitiful beings have no reason for existence, if all of them are like THIS. If this boy Dan thinks he is the main character of a television show, he's got another thing coming. Aah! The pressure of this stupid plastic container! If only it were a Poke Ball! IF ONLY!!! Some stretchy elastic sounds were heard as he started rolling on the desk. His grunts made him sound constipated. I must release my POWER!!! Urrgh...urrrrgghhhh...
Just before any mental scarring could be done, the loud opening of doors overshadowed the gross, powerful sound. A woman stepped in with a bun hairdo, rectangular glasses and a professional purple suit. Obviously she wasn't IN with it. "Stop having fun, everyone!" she demanded. The force of her shout was enough to send children tumbling through the air. A tornado appeared in the room!
"Aaaah! Ms. Pri!" Kids screamed and ran as the tornado threatened to suck them in. Endymio, having gone through an uncomfortable and disturbing moment, tumbled off the desk and was kicked around by cold, hard shoes. Aah! I'm not done releasing it! It's getting all over me! Aah! Stop it! I beg of you! It's making the plastic container bouncy! OH, THE HORROR!!!
"Hunh!?" Dan saw the marble bouncing around on the floor. "Drago! Stop, Mr. Marble!"
I WOULD IF I COULD, IDIOT DAN!! IT'S GOING INTO MY MOUTH!! OH GOD, IT'S GOING BACK IN!! NO!!! OH GOD, NO!!!!!
Endymio rolled into Ms. Pri's foot as she sucked the cyclone back into her mouth with a sip. She picked it up and said in her usual stern tone, "What is THIS?" She picked the Bakugan up. "I left specific instructions on the blackboard for you to bring in anything but MARBLES!! See? Right here!"
Giving himself away, Dan screamed like an idiot and flapped his arms around. "WWAAAAAAAHHHHH!!! AAAAHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!! WOBWOBWOBWOBWOB!!!"
"I'll see you after class...Daniel."
"Yes 'AM!" He saluted.
Fire blazed in the background as Ms. Pri said, "I never said you had to salute me. Extra detention."
Ugh, Endymio thought/said. I feel sick from all of that...BLARGH. He threw up. Great, now I have to sit in THAT. OH, GOD.
Later...
"Now for college-grade babble, class. We triangulate the circle so that each shape is equal and their circumference is divisible by four. Then what do we do to find the square root of each diameter?"
"Divide by six!" Rodney answered.
If only I could find a way to unleash my power somewhere else, Endymio thought/said. Because God, this is TORTURE!! TORTURE, I SAY!!! GET ME OUT OF HERE, SOMEONE!!! I NEED TO RELEASE IT AGAIN!!! AAAAUUUUGGGGHHHHH!!! Hey, that reminds me of Naga, that galactic menace. I need to - OH GOD NOOOOOO
"And by multiplying the product by 17, we can estimate the angle measure of each corner of a pentagon. And by discovering THAT square root we will always have the number 21.614 as our product. And that will be useful in the real world because..."
Dan wasn't paying attention to the class. All he cared about were his stupid marble games. He heard stretchy elastic constipation noises and realized Drago was carelessly placed on the shelf next to his desk. It didn't have a scratch on it. He proceeded to scrub it off with a toothbrush he happened to have hanging around between his teeth, however that works. For he not only had OBBBBD, but germophobia when it came to his precious marbles. "SCRUBSCRUBSCRUB THE PRECIOUS!!!" he yelled, revealing to the whole class he was scrubbing a marble. "Gee, I bet you love me, Drago. I bet you wish I left you at home with Keroro and Tamama so you three could have adventures on Pokopen, huh? I'll let you do that tomorrow, don't worry! And you can do yoga with my mom, and play on the computer, and you can eat fruit snacks, and, and, and, and, and and -"
The marble popped open, and with it unidentifiable materials! "SHUT UP!!! SHHHUUUUUTTTTT UUUUPPPPPPPP!!!!! GOD, I WISH I'D NEVER BEEN BORN!!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'VE GONE THROUGH TODAY!! YOU WILL NEVER KNOW THE TORTURE YOU HAVE PUT ME THROUGH TODAY!! AND ALL THIS TIME YOU'VE HELD ME PRISONER!! AND WHEN YOU WATCHED ME BRAWL!! AND YOU CONSIDER WHAT'S COMING OUT OF ME PUDDING!! YOU CAN GO EAT IT, MISTER!! AND YOU CAN ALSO **** MY ****, YOU ******* *******!! YEAH, HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT, RETARD!? AND I'M NOT DRAGO, YOU ****ING RETARD!! IT'S ENDYMIO!! AND A BIT OF ADVICE, DON'T BE SUCH A RETARD, RETARD!! STOP PLAYING YOUR CHILDREN'S CARD GAMES AND THINK ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE!! THINK ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE!! THINK ABOUT ME!! YOU GOT THAT, *******!?!? GOT IT, YOU ****ING PIECE OF ****!?!? YOU BETTER, BECAUSE I'M NOT REPEATING MYSELF, UNDERSTAND, RETARD!?!?!?"
"WHA!!" Dan fell backward out of his seat. "WOAH!! Thanks for the pudding! HEY GUYS MY DRAGO CAN TALK DID'JA JUST HEAR MY DRAGO CAN TALK YEAH MY DRAGO JUST TALKED -"
"DID YOU EVEN LISTEN TO ANYTHING I JUST SAID!?!? YOU *******!!!"
"Dan," Ms. Pri said sternly, "those words I just heard coming from your desk were unacceptable. Changing your voice and saying your toy did it does not change anything. You made me stop the whole lesson just to let YOU finish yelling. THE WHOLE LESSON. And what is that on your desk, i-is that feces?"
"No, it's pudding."
"Pudding?"
"Yeah. Pudding."
".....Daniel, you have just given yourself detention for the whole semester. That is for interrupting rather loudly, cursing seven times, and eating fecal matter. Do I make myself clear?"
"....."
"I take that as a yes.
Back at home...
Dan was eating "pudding" at his laptop. "Thanks for ruining my life, Drago, because that thirty minutes after school is obviously all that matters to my young mind. All you had to do is TALK." He put some "pudding" in his mouth. "But hey, thanks for the pudding. It's the only GOOD thing you've ever given me. Now to go onto the Web."
Runo came up on the screen screaming, "IDIOT!!"
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaa..." He slowly fell onto the floor. "What?"
"I hope you realize you had nothing to do with my losing a single battle today. And, uh...is that POO you're eating?"
"What? No! It's pudding, I swear!"
Marucho appeared and said, "That really is fecal matter you're eating."
"Sh-shut up!" He shoved a pile of **** into his mouth angrily.
"Anywho, there's a mysterious man who calls himself Mask the Money. He stands with his back toward his opponent and beats people in extreme marble trading card games! He is a threat to society as we know it!"
"It's all over the chatrooms!" Julie sobbed. "And he's only been going around the world at an impossible speed today! It's weird!"
He checked the chatrooms and couldn't read through the mounds of vampire pictures. Most of them featured Edward Cullen. "AAAHH! I really hate you, Julie, you know that!?"
"LOLOLOLOLOL"
"This guy is serious business!" Alice spoke up. "He never loses and takes peoples' Bakugans! Is it Bakugan or BakuGANS that's the plural?"
"I honestly do not know." Marucho frowned, not knowing something for once. "But what I DO know is that if marbles cause us pain, we should use them no more. After all, in Buddhism -"
"That's nonsense! Battle brawling is our destiny and nothing can change that!"
"Really?"
"Did they take yours, Runo?"
"Yeah. My precious Terrorclaw is gone for good."
"You are the only warrior on earth that can save us!" Marucho cried.
"Don't worry, guys. He's OBVIOUSLY coming to my town next, so when I fight him (which I obviously will), he'll automatically be forced to mail your Bakugan back to you! That include yours, Runo, and that's a fact I'm establishing TWICE because that's how much I care."
"Why do you care so much about me?"
"Because jerks love tsunderes. It's an anime rule! That's why I have an anime and you don't!"
"Oh, I just wanna hug you now!" Runo swooned, for some stupid reason.
"AAAAAHHH," the girls sighed in unison.
"Hey, why does nobody fall for ME?" Marucho looked sad.
"Because you're nerdy!" Julie pointed out. "And you have a mole on your forehead."
"I DO!?!?"
"I'm gonna take him on, which has already been established!"
Everyone gasped. Apparently they hadn't been paying attention the first time, because they sounded like this was news. NEW news.
"WHAT IF U LOSE, 2!?!?!?!" Tears streamed down her face.
"I'd lose my Bakugan, obviously. You haven't been paying attention, have you?"
"But Mask the Money's at rank 592 now!" Marucho yelled.
"YOU'RE KIDDING!!!" Even though that was really the only logical way Mask the Money would have never lost, Dan was obviously not very bright, so this flew right past him like a crow yelling "baka". "Shun HAS to be 592! If he's not the world will...i-implode or something! I'm the only one in the world who can fix this!" He then drifted into what was supposed to be an emotional speech, but what came off as making him look like a failure face.
"But you're not REALLY sure he's coming to Your Town, are you?" Marucho had a valid point.
"No! He HAS to!" He shoveled some **** into his mouth. "He HAS to!" He banged his fists on the desk and whined like a toddler. He turned his laptop onto Video Mode and said, "HEY, MONEY MASK MAN!?!? YOU WANT A CHALLENGE, HUH!? WELL, I'M DAN DA MAN, AND I'M-A CRUSH JOOO!!!!!"
"SHUT UP, YOU M***** ******!!!!!" Drago opened again and brought with him more pudding.
"Aw, Drago - hey, thanks for the pudding." He emptied the crap into his pudding bowl before saying, "Can't you see I'm trying to film myself shouting at nobody in particular?"
"Listen, puny earthling. I am not a toy. The correct term is marble, for your information. And the name's Endymio, not Drago, you uncreative ***********. Bakugan is not just a game for your own amusement. Well, it kind of is...BUT IT'S MORE THAN THAT!!!!! Do YOU think it's just a game? HUH, PUNK!?"
"Heck yeah! It's like the most awesome game to come from this millennium! I love how it makes me feel like I own somebody! Because that became against the law, like, a century ago in America and it's hard to get that feeling again, even in what's apparently Japan, y'know! And I LOVE winning! What's the matter, Drago? You actually have feelings and don't like slapping giant fighting robots?"
Drago closed again. "Bakugan - EEERGH - is more - AAARGH - than just - BLEHH - a game. AND I'M NOT DRAGO, YOU *****-******' *****!!!"
All Dan could do was widen his eyes.
In some blue dark bricky place...
"HEY, MONEY MASK MAN!?!? YOU WANT A CHALLENGE, HUH!? WELL, I'M DAN DA MAN, AND I'M-A CRUSH JOOO!!!!!"
All Mask the Money could do was smile behind his huge glasses that went down to his chin.
The next day after school...
"OUT OF THE WAY!!!!! MAIN CHARACTER COMING THROUGH!!!!!" Dan irritatingly ran through the sidewalk. "COME OUT, MASK THE MONEY!!!!! COME OUT AND FIGHT!!!!!" He came to a secluded, fenced area. "COME OUT, MASK THE MONEY!!!!! Oh, wait, it's just that fat kid Suchi."
"Right you are!" Suchi turned around and smirked. "For calling me Suchi and winning fairly against me twice, I DESERVE a rematch."
"What's Akuma doing next to you?"
"Oh, uh...I can't function properly without him. 'S a self-esteem condition fatboys like me have. So are you gonna walk away, because you have the ability to just run away from this battle, or stay here and fight like the idiot you are!?"
"I'll take the second option."
"TOO BAD!! BAKUGAN FIELD, OPEN!!" They appeared in what was apparently Sub-Terra.
"It's on!"
Stick around for more Bakugan Battle Brawlers!
Now back to Bakugan Battle Brawlers! SHING!
Suddenly, Snakerake was the only Bakugan on the field. Looks like you just missed something. "Waaaaah!?!? You beat my guys just like - just - just -"
"Looks like you zoned out on the commercial break, huh, Fatboy? Drago, finish this for me! Bakugan Stand!" He tossed Endymio out onto the field.
"ENDYMIO, ***** ******S!!!!" A big red dragon appeared, and his name was Endymio.
"Heh. I'm not shocked. I saw you use that already!"
"Finally...I can move freely!"
"Drago, stay put, 'cuz I use this card! Ability Card, Activate! McAfee Firewall!" He threw a card, which surrounded Endymio in smoldering flame.
"I can't stay here! I have to go! And I take no orders from idiot boys like you! Besides, birdmen can fly, you *******!"
"This is the palette swap I've been WAITING to use." Suchi smirked as he cried, "Bakugan Stand!" Moldy Birdman was sent out!
"POWER LEVEL INCREASED TO 300 G'S FOR NO APPARENT REASON."
"I might be a hundred points below you, but that's...uh...a small hurdle! Ability Card, Activate! Big Jump!" Moldy Birdman flew over Endymio's head easily.
"WHAAAAAAA!?!? He flew clear over that wall!" Dan was in shock!
"...You're a ******* idiot."
A falcon cry rang out as Moldy Birdman nipped Endymio's neck non-fatally. "Moldy Birdman! Come to your senses! Our fight is not with each other, but with those ***********es controlling us out there. It is their negative energy that drives you!"
"I fight with instinct!" He nipped harder.
"Yeowch! You leave me no choice! Firewall, home in on 'im!" The firewall closed around them, only harming and defeating Moldy Birdman in the process.
"He smothered the wind!" Dan shouted for no reason.
As Fatboy's marble returned he could only shout, "Waaah, WWWWAAAAAAAAAA -"
Back to the real world. Before Endymio could go, they were back in Your Town (which is, by the way, the town's real name). Cars drove to further emphasize this.
Dan wiped his nose like a true anime boy again. "Heh. You lose."
"Why are you wiping your nose!?" Suchi shouted, backing away in fear.
Akuma came up and said annoyingly, "I was like NO and you were like YES LET'S BATTLE HIM and see what happened? You're an idiot, and a thin idiot at that. Go back home, Soochy, and go hug your mommy or whatever THIN boys like YOU do." At the "thin idiot" remark, he ran away sobbing. "Well, bye, Idiot Bros." Akuma ran away.
"If you wanna lose, you...know who to call."
"You're stupid!" Akuma yelled. "Stuuuuuupiiiiiiid....."
"Hey, Drago," Dan started. "Oh, hey, there's pudding all over you. How'd that happen? Well, anyways......Oh, the silent treatment, huh? You're angry just because you have virtually no free will? I'd KILL for the chance NOT to have - oh, wait..."
"Hey," a voice said from a nearby passageway. "I'm looking for Dan. Yeah, that's right. I'm looking for Dan Crap. 'Cause kuso in Japanese means CRAP. He's lucky 'cause I didn't say ****. Oops. i just did." Mask the Money stepped out!"
"So you're Mask the Money. Now I can put a face to the name - HOly! You're a disgrace to fashion! Just...just look at those GLASSES, I mean, REALLY!"
"Ha."
"...I've spent five minutes planning this battle, and there's no way you're gonna let that all go to waste!"
"Fine. Lets duel, Dan CRAP."
"Bakugan Field, Open!" They were now standing on a shiny white floor. "Gate Card Set!" The rectangular field was set after the two did a couple of pirouettes and curtsied.
Mask the Money then dropped a card into the field! It dissolved and gave off a glowy shock wave. What'd he put down? Dan thought. Oh well. Totally not his trump card. Bakugan Stand!" He threw out Snakerake! "Yeah! Do some damage!"
Mask the Money raised his hand slowly, as if he were about to answer a question. Dan thought he was about to say "divide by six", but instead he yelled, "Bakugan Stand! Generic Reaper!" A reaper demon thing appeared, the same one that promptly slaughtered Runo before she could do so much as finish her screaming. His legs were too tall to make him look threatening.
"GENERIC REAPER POWER LEVEL 370 G'S. SNAKERAKE POWER LEVEL 320 G'S. YOU KNOW, DRAGO COULD HAVE FINISHED HIM IN ONE SHOT. YOU ARE SUCH AN IDIOT, DAN."
"No, I'm not! Field Card, Open! Fire Stuff!" Some fire surrounded the two.
"POWER LEVEL 620 G'S."
"Let's see ya trump THAT." Obviously he would, if only because he said that aloud.
"Thanks to your saying that, I've got the perfect card for that. Ability Card, Activate. Dimension Pour." Mask the Money slowly raised his hand, in which appeared a cup. From it poured water, which immediately poured out the fire with a single drop.
"POWER LEVEL DROP TO 320 G'S."
"Wh-wh-wh-wh-WHHHAAAAA!?!?"
"That was Dimension Pour, Mr. Crap. Emphasis on the CRAP. Now, Bakugan Brawl!"
"Rawr!"" Generic Reaper grabbed Snakerake by the ear things!
"NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Snakerake, hang in there!"
Just then, Mask the Money's mouth opened up really wide! Generic Reaper threw Snakerake into it -- and Mask the Money ate it up! He made delighted chewing sounds.
"WHAT THE!?!? That's bizarre!" Recycling old footage from the first episode Dan yelled "Bakugan Stand!" and threw Rhinozoid out onto the field.
"POWER LEVEL SUCK. YOU ARE AN IDIOT AND YOU SUCK. THAT IS WHY YOUR NAME IS CRAP."
"Shut up, gauntlet!"
"NO."
"Bakugan Stand! Bakugan Brawl!" Mask the Money threw out the exact same guy, which was kind of a waste of time and energy. Generic Reaper glared at Rhinozoid, realizing immediately that he was a palette swap.
He knows!
"Ability Card, Activate! Stars Glow!" He furiously recycled footage as he tossed fire around the field.
But Mask the Money reused his own footage! What a mimic. "Bubble Dimension." A small bubble appeared in front of him. He poked it and the bubble splattered all over the flames, so the ability card was no more. Generic Reaper tossed Rhinozoid into Mask the Money's big mouth.
"I already played the Doom card."
"Wha?"
"Yeah. The Doom card. It overpowers everything else with its cheapness and sheer cheaposity. So you lose, because your marbles are in the Doom Dimension."
"Is that even legal, gauntlet!?"
"DOOM DIMENSION IS LEGAL."
"Huh...the Doom Dimension."
"The Doom Dimension," Drago repeated.
"Wait, so the five dimensions are line, shape, form, time and DOOM!?!? Freaking doom! Is this what our world's coming to!?"
"It's true, *******," Drago confirmed. "Whatever goes into his stomach, or the Doom Dimension, never comes out."
"Not even through-"
"OH GOD NO, I TOLD YOU IT DOESN'T COME OUT!! YOU DISGUSTING *******!!"
"Mask the Money, my marble just explained it all! You're eating everyone's marbles, is that right!?"
"Well, yeah. I'm surprised that a Crap like you could figure it out."
"Drago, this could be our only chance! Bakugan Stand! Bakugan Brawl!"
"I KEEP TELLING YOU IT'S ****IN' ENDYMIO, YOU ***** ******!!! GOD, DO YOU EVER LISTEN!?" Drago was obviously sent out. "I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS FIGHT, I KEEP TELLING YOU I HAVE -"
"I SAID Bakugan Brawl! Maybe YOU'RE the one who doesn't listen, Drago. Hmph." He crossed his arms.
"Fine. Aoum!" He bit Generic Reaper's scythe before going into a dodging match with him. "Do you not care about Vestroia!?"
"I am but a soldier in the army of LIFE!!"
"Don't we have better things to do than this?"
"NO. A soldier of life inherits the power of their army! AND SO I AM!!"
"You and your stupid metaphors..!"
"And the dragon is slaughtered by the knight! OF VENGEANCE!!!" His scythe was slammed into Drago's skull! An explosion appeared in the middle of Vestroia, devastating...nobody, because nobody lived in the center of the universe.
"NO! DRA-"
"I TOLD YOU IT'S ENDYMIO, YOU UNGRATEFUL *******!!!!!"
"Gate Card, Open! Fire Store!" Some fire appeared on the field. Creative. Suddenly Generic reaper had fallen off, and Drago had a chance at victory! "This is the final - Drago?"
"Rwwaaaaaaaaaa!!!" Some rocks flew around a fiery Drago, who was burning...with rage! "IF YOU WON'T LET ME RELEASE MY POWER SOMEWHERE ELSE I'LL HAVE TO DO IT HEEEEERE! ULTIMATE BOOST!"
"Aim for the tummy, Dragooooo....."
The match ended. Cars drove again.
"DRAGO!" Dan shouted. "DRAGO WHERE ARE - oh." He was sitting on the ground. "Wha? I hope I beat that guy Mask the Money, because if I didn't I -"
"I spared ya, Crap." Mask the Money was at the passageway again. "But really, Bakugan isn't just a game. It involves other stupid dimensions and stuff like that. And if you beat me the entire world will be destroyed for some strange reason. So. Seeya, Crap." He walked away.
"WHA!?!? Well, better go. Don't wanna miss cookie break!" Dan ran away.
"So...that was a Dragonoid?" Generic Reaper, now in marble form, asked his owner. "I wonder if that really WAS his ultimate attack.
"No idea. But he did not possess what I am looking for..." He blushed through his stupid glasses.
"Why are you blushing, sir?"
Next time on Bakugan Battle Brawlers!
Me and Drago make a loud noise at my house. Mom and Dad are getting worried about my "obsession" with the game, but I tell them not to worry. It won't burn the house down. Then I fight a kid named Ricky Boy. I'm obviously not losing because Mask the Money sent him. It's a feud between friends! Bakugan Brawl! *wipes nose* Seeya there!
We leave our audience today with...the Bakugan dance.
Dooby da doo DEE dooby da doo DEE, dooby dooby doob DEE dooby dooby doob DEE, dooby da dooby doo dee!