“Sho, Rho, Mu, Psi!” Kim shouted as Lego men and women clacked for their lives, their smiles hid the terror they were experiencing by only a small margin. Kim summoned up five trillion Doxies flying F16s, which made Morgan wonder how tiny dogs could see over the dashboard and pilot a multi-billion dollar fighter jet. But then he  was distracted by their adorable eyes and let his guard down.

 ”THEY’RE SO FUCKING CUTE!” he shouted as all of them let loose enough firepower to really overcook a smore by a lot. The missiles passed by Morgan who had somehow grown a glow in the dark afro. “I…” he started while striking a pose, “Am the mighty and powerful Afroman! fear my poofiness! POOFINESS!” Morgan crowed as a ten mile wide ping pong paddle attached to a metal claw swatted the missiles back towards the trembling doxies. “I CAN’T WATCH!” luckily, the tiny dogs whizzed on the eject button and were sent somewhere safe. But they realized the horrid truth.

All five billion Doxies had wound up at a terrifyingly fat woman’s house, where she dressed all her dogs in frilly pink outfits and named them Nicole Bitchy. Back in Lego land, Morgan was busy bashing Kim into the ground with his Afro turned massively over sized duck tail. “Now feel the wrath of one who knows the power of dreams!” the Lost Wolf crowed as he created a black hole out of thin air and punched it. Kim laughed in confidence, thinking the black hole would swallow him up, instead, three hundred white holes opened up and she was instantly punched in every available space on her body.  ”Chi, Psi, Phi! Rho, Sho, Mu, Nu!” she flung out each of her arms and unleashed a horde of Joan Rivers.

“Oh! Gawd! That hair is worse then the Emmy’s last night!” Joan said as she pulled a pin from the back of her head, and instantly, she became a man of such extreme ugliness, that Morgan took her out back and put her down like Old Yeller. He walked back in blue overalls, a cowboy hat, and a farmers tan with a shotgun slung over his shoulder.

“Had to be done, she was getting on in age.” he said silently as he walked past Kim. “Enough of this… tell me… why do you fight me?”

 Morgan stopped, ‘That is a good question. I have not one good answer.’ he thought to himself as he continued walking towards the door.  ”Answer me!” she urged him. Morgan still said nothing for a few seconds and then stopped.

“Well, we don’t have a choice. We continue to fight for what we believe in, or survival, or to invade, or to protect… in the end, its all just a pissing contest between two people. Speaking of which! Seishin shōben kōgeki.” he brought his hands to his temples, and Kim wet herself. “Me personally, I just like the feel of growing more powerful. you and I both know that the Door and Chasm can’t be destroyed forever, even now both sides are simply rebuilding their name sakes.”

This caught kim off guard, “You mean their just like sexual predators, waiting for their next chance to sexually assault some poor fellow in the hat?”  Morgan was too busy getting his next attack in order to pay attention to the Hungarian bodybuilder sidling up behind him. He only found out too late, when she shouted the one word he would forever grow to hate. “Onglyza!”

“Ongly- fuck!” he shouted as the bodybuilder forcefully gave him a suppository up to his elbow. “Why god!? Why!?” the Lost Wolf shouted as he ran away from his opponents new best friend. Kim smiled, and new that he would simply give in from this point on.

“Okay… you want to play it that way? I’ll play then, YOUR MONTHLY GIFT!” Morgan smiled widely as she instantly received a cramped, bloated feeling and had to sit down. “Okay… I forfeit!”

“Damn straight you do!”