The True Power of...
Author's Notes: Yeaaaaaaaah... The power of the crack is strong within me.
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"Ok, everybody, leave this to me!" Naruto almost shouted, a smirk plastered on his face as he bounced up to the front of the battle field.
"What, you think you can suddenly beat me, dobe?" Sasuke smirked back at Naruto, smugness rippling off his features.
"Believe it!" Naruto agreed, fist clenched in front of him, giving Sasuke a glimpse of the massive, and gaudy ring, studded with rhinestones on its top.
"Oh? Now, not only are you and idiot, but you've stuped to wearing shitty jewelry as well?" Sasuke snorted dismissively as he slowly pull out his blade. "I'll be doing you a favor when I cut you down."
"Ha!" Naruto grinned back at the other teen, as he claspsed his hands pointedly over his crotch. "Your jutsus, your sword, your sharingan... none of them are a match, for my... SCHWARTZ!"
Instantly a thick, pulsing beam of powerful, mighty orange erupted from the ring, sprouting out to a most impressive length from where his hands clasped together. Sasuke stared at the display for a moment, before sneering back at his former teammate. "What, you think so flashy wanna be raijin is going to defeat _me_?"
Before he could move, Sasuke suddenly felt a hand, clamping down on his shoulder, as Madara suddenly materialized into place. "No, Sasuke. He is too powerful for you now."
"... It's a stupid orange light, coming out of an even stupider ring." Sasuke stated flatly, only to immediately let out a shrieking scream as he quickly cupped his crotch, trying to block the red beam of light running from Madara's suddenly visible and glowing ring.
"Fool! You underestimate the power of the Schwartz!" Almost sneering back at the boy, Madara turned his head and stared back at Naruto. "I see Yogurt has found himself a new apprentice."
"Wait, how do you know about Yogurt-sensei?" Naruto faltered slightly as he watched Sasuke so casually defeated by the masked man's Schwartzing might.
"Because, he was known to _my_ sensei!" Madara suddenly waved his hand over his face and transformed. "For, I am Dark Mask! Student of Dark Helmet!"
And suddenly, he was standing before them, his mask three times the size it had been previously as it's massive orange swirl bore down on Naruto. A smirk in his voice he clasped his hands before him, in a pose matching the teen's. "And now, you will face the might, of MY Schwarz!"
It erupted, in a sparking shower of crimson, and throbbing with the awesome power of the Schwartz.
"... That's it?" Kakashi couldn't help but note from the sidelines as he stared incredulously at the crimson blade. Naruto's was at the very least, the full length of a Katana blade. Madara's however, could only, if one was being generous, be dubbed a wakazashi.
"It's not about the size of the schwartz, it's how you use it!" Madara insisted.
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Kishimoto; Spaceballs belongs to the far superior Mel Brooks.