It was a typical Christmas Holiday day at Corporate Towers. Little did anyone know but a battle within was about to start. A creepy individual known as the Giggling Snowman had just stepped through the doors of Ken's office and claimed a place on Ken's desk as his own. But little did he realise his reign of terror would come to an end by an equal source of all evil.
GIGGLING SNOWMAN:
HAHHH HAHAHH HHAAA! The Desk is mine! Now! I shall rule this office as my own.
GIGGLING SNOWMAN: I shall now demonstrate my power of true evil to all who watch. Witness the torture before your very eyes!
GIGGLING SNOWMAN: Wait???!!! Who is that coming??!! No!!! It can't be!
UNICRON: So Snowman! Talking bollocks I see. But you don't have the fortitude to back it up.
GIGGLING SNOWMAN: Get your arse outta here Unicron. This is my turf!
UNICRON: Yeah! Keep talkin' Boy! Do you know who I am? I burn holes in parents wallets. I have 20 or so minicon ports on my body and I can even move my fingers. I AM UNICRON!
GIGGLING SNOWMAN: I heard enough! Your big ass is going down mate!
UNICRON: Up yours Laughing boy. Let's rumble!
2 Minutes Later
GIGGLING SNOWMAN: ######! I have been beaten!
UNICRON: Back to Poundstretcher for you!
UNICRON: Yeah baby! Who's next!??
And so Unicron ruled the desk and lived happily ever after - THE END?