[Wombat, now dressed in a blood-red tu-tu (with matching tights, of course) smiles a big toothy grin at Mastergunz. Wombat pulls an improbably-large chalkboard out of his pouch and superglues it to Achoo's back.]
"Don't move."
[Wombat proceeds to draw an elaborate series of pullies, levers, speeding taxi cabs, and half-a-dozen doomsday devices. Wombat smiles and nods when his drawing is complete. Oddly enough, Wombat nodding makes a ping-pong ball inside an empty coffee can sound. Wombat takes the chalkboard off Achoo's back, ignoring the oblitigory screaming, and looks at Mastergunz...and then at a stopwatch.]
Wombat: "...three...two...um, what comes after two?"
Achoo: "Squid."
Wombat: *snaps* "...thats right. Squid."
[Almost immediately, Mastergunz is crushed by three container ships falling out of the sky, all carrying squid.]
*BLAM!*
*BLAM!*
*BLAM!*
[Wombat waddles into the mountain-high pile of squid and twisted metal and waddles back out with Mastergunz pants, his wallet, and keys to his 'mech.]
"You know, I could have sworn that Tuna fish came after two."
[Immediately, 17 million tons of tuna fish (complete with mayonaise) is dumped on Mastergunz as well. Wombat smiles a big toothy grin, puts on a bib, and begins to lick the tunafish and mayonaise off Mastergunz.]
*slurp-slurp-slurp-slurp...*