CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
"How!" said Madonna. "How did you get here, Swift?"
"They don't call me Taylor SWIFT for nothing," said Taylor, as way of explanation. "You ally yourself with inhuman metal monsters, Madonna? I thought you were better than that!"
"I can't approach her," said the robot, sounding worried. "She is emitting an EMP field!"
"I can take this bitch," said Madonna.
"Use this," said the robot. "The sacred sword of heroes." He pulled a sword out of his own body somehow and handed it to Madonna. She looked at the reflection of her own face in the blade. She stared at it in wonder.
"Stop looking at yourself and fight me, dog," said Taylor Swift.
"Oh, I'll fight you," said Madonna, walking towards Swift. "I'll fight you BIGTIME! For what you're trying to die you must die!"
"You know, I always defending you, Madonna," said Taylor. "When everyone said you lost it, I told them you were still Madonna. That you were still cool. When everyone said you should be put down I said you should be allowed to live, that you still had something to contribute to our culture. And then you go and do this!"
Their swords clashed for the first time. Madonna was surprised how natural it felt. She was a warrior.
"I'm tring to stop you!" she said, striking hard at Taylor. She seemed surprised by Madonna's strength.
"Exactly!" said Taylor. "Why would you do that!" She struck back. Madonna defended herself, but Swift was relentless and younger than Madonna. And so strong.
"You're trying to end the world!" said Madonna. Swift struck so hard that Madonna fell. Swift stood over her with the sword. Despite everything, Madonna couldn't help but be turned on. Taylor Swift was so fucking hot.
"No I'm not, you are!" she said. "I was told in a dream by my cat that you and your robot lover were coming to this mountain to burn everyone else alive!"
"No!" said Madonna. "That's not true! You're the one who's going to do that!"
The robot struck Taylor on the back of the head.
"Thank you for the distraction," he said. "Her EMP cut out for a moment when you were fighting."
"It's not true, is it?" asked Madonna. "Surely it's not true..." But she remembered Michael Jackson's warning and clutched the sword tight.
"Oh, it's true," said the robot. "And I have you right where I need you."
"Do it," said a voice. "Burn the world."
Madonna gasped. Beyonce had arrived on the moutain.
"They don't call me Taylor SWIFT for nothing," said Taylor, as way of explanation. "You ally yourself with inhuman metal monsters, Madonna? I thought you were better than that!"
"I can't approach her," said the robot, sounding worried. "She is emitting an EMP field!"
"I can take this bitch," said Madonna.
"Use this," said the robot. "The sacred sword of heroes." He pulled a sword out of his own body somehow and handed it to Madonna. She looked at the reflection of her own face in the blade. She stared at it in wonder.
"Stop looking at yourself and fight me, dog," said Taylor Swift.
"Oh, I'll fight you," said Madonna, walking towards Swift. "I'll fight you BIGTIME! For what you're trying to die you must die!"
"You know, I always defending you, Madonna," said Taylor. "When everyone said you lost it, I told them you were still Madonna. That you were still cool. When everyone said you should be put down I said you should be allowed to live, that you still had something to contribute to our culture. And then you go and do this!"
Their swords clashed for the first time. Madonna was surprised how natural it felt. She was a warrior.
"I'm tring to stop you!" she said, striking hard at Taylor. She seemed surprised by Madonna's strength.
"Exactly!" said Taylor. "Why would you do that!" She struck back. Madonna defended herself, but Swift was relentless and younger than Madonna. And so strong.
"You're trying to end the world!" said Madonna. Swift struck so hard that Madonna fell. Swift stood over her with the sword. Despite everything, Madonna couldn't help but be turned on. Taylor Swift was so fucking hot.
"No I'm not, you are!" she said. "I was told in a dream by my cat that you and your robot lover were coming to this mountain to burn everyone else alive!"
"No!" said Madonna. "That's not true! You're the one who's going to do that!"
The robot struck Taylor on the back of the head.
"Thank you for the distraction," he said. "Her EMP cut out for a moment when you were fighting."
"It's not true, is it?" asked Madonna. "Surely it's not true..." But she remembered Michael Jackson's warning and clutched the sword tight.
"Oh, it's true," said the robot. "And I have you right where I need you."
"Do it," said a voice. "Burn the world."
Madonna gasped. Beyonce had arrived on the moutain.
