"Hey."
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
"HEY!"
Thor sighed, "What?"
"Do you ever wonder why we're here?"
"Physically, or metaphorically?" The Thunder God asked.
"Like, metaphorically. Why were we created? What is our purpose in life? Are we simply here for the entertainment of others, or is there a bigger reason as to why we were made?"
"That… Surprisingly deep of you Vegeta… did you drink all of this person's alcohol?" Thor asked.
"Nah, just some weed. It's some good shit. Want some?" Vegeta offered.
Thor took a look at the Marijuana, and rolled his eyes. "I'd rather not use that person's prescription. He or she likely has cancer, and uses that to stop the nausea of his chemotherapy."
"How do you know so much about this medical bullcrap?" The Saiyan prince asked.
"I have a medical degree from Harvard University. It's not that hard to figure out."
"Can we stop for drive-thru? I'm hungry."
Thor sighed. Vegeta was just going to keep pestering him about this until he gave in. At least Max's Trade recently installed a drive-thru.
"So, where are Thor and Vegeta?" Bane asked, waiting by the car they had torn apart.
"I don't know. Maybe they realized that they would lose, and went home or something." Shao Kahn suggested, playing a game of head bowling.
"Ganon has not reported in. Do you believe that demonio defeated him?" Bane suggested.
"There is a high probability of that." Kahn replied, bemoaning his luck of getting the severed hand-pins in a 7-10 split.
"Ugh, must all of your Outworldian activities involve gore and death?"
"No, just the ones that are entertaining."
The two of them heard a truck coming their way.
"Ahh, the final camión," Bane said in delight, "It is about time we got our hands on that piece of technology."
"Would you do the honors?" Kahn gestured to the vehicle.
"Indeed."
The truck driver looked up from his GPS to see Bane charging towards him, and swerved to try to avoid the man who broke the Bat.
*CRUNCH!*
He failed.
"This may not be as satisfying as the time I broke the Bat, but knowing that he was unable to save this man would surely break his spirit." Bane monologued.
*vrmmm*
Bane and Shao Kahn looked towards the sound of a car that has seen better days.
Shao Kahn hurled his hammer towards the vehicle.
*CRASH!*
A bit earlier…
"Okay, you got your food. Now remember, we don't own this car, so at least try to keep the stains off the seats." Thor requested.
"No promises. But seriously, you got a lamb sandwich? Why not something more hearty like my BBQ Beef Brisket Club?" Vegeta questioned.
"First off, this is a lamb shawarma; and secondly, I have three more in the bag- assuming you haven't eaten them along with your seven additional clubs." Thor rebutted, "Now would you be quiet? We have to make up for lost time."
"Whatever." Vegeta replied, spilling some BBQ sauce on the upholstery.
Thor made a mental note to leave some additional gold for the medicine as well, as he made a turn.
*Clink*
"Hmm?"
Vegeta rolled down his window, "Ah, it's just some brats throwing rocks at cars."
Thor, anticipating what was about to happen, tried to stop Vegeta from-
"HEY, YOU LITTLE BRATS! YOU THROW LIKE A RADITZ!"
That. Thor was too late in stopping Vegeta from doing something like that.
*CLUNK!*
*CRASH!*
Great more repairs to cover. Hopefully the exchange rate of Asgardian gold to Unets hasn't gone down again.
"Seriously though, your stuff is pretty tasty too." Vegeta said.
Thor bemoaned his poor luck as he made another turn. The truck had to make a detour earlier, and Thor managed to find a shortcut to where it should be about now-
*CRASH!*
… Dammit.
X: Unets. The currency in the the great city of Net.
Wade: What's the exchange rate on those things?
X: When Marvel reveals the exchange rate for Units in the GotG movies, I'll work out one for unets.
Pinkie: We're coming up on the finale folks! Hang on to your seats!
X: Disclaimer stuff!
