Well, let's hope Pinky and Sandy prove more successful than the other two who recently set out to save MiskatonicNick... but are now languishing in a cheap jailhouse set ...

"Oh Mary-Kate, Mary Kate... whatever are we going to do? Captured by the Anti-Barbie Revolutionary Integrity Brigade... if they find out we've been made by Mattel as well..." "Wait... someone's coming... the door's opening..." "ohmigod!...

... it's... it's... Ken! The bitches got you too! What have they done to you?" "Poor Ken... what happened to your eye?" "Whoa... never mind that, Mary Kate, what happened to his body - it's all big and muscular and articulated!" "Cooorrrrr" "It's alright, girls, these rebels have done nothing to me; I'm their leader!" "What? How? Why? But I thought you we're Barbie's boyfriend..."

"'WAS' being the operative word! After decades of being her loyal, loving boyfriend the bitch dumped me for a Aussie surf dude!" "No... that's awful. Poor Ken" "soooooo... you're single now eh?" "Hands off, Ashley, I saw him first!" "Did not!" "DID!" "Hush, girls... be still your beating hearts...

"... for while I am devil-may care rebel hurtling down the road of vengeance my heart is still full of love for that blonde airhead, Barbie; she may be sleeping around with dollies from failed spin-off lines, but I shall remain forever faithful to her!" "pssst... heh, see, I told you he was a 'friend of Max Steel and Action Man'!"
	"I apologise for my troops capturing you - how they could've mistaken you two for the blonde, beautiful, popular doll that is Barbie I do not know..." "Hey!" "Please, we have excellent facilities here - you are welcome to stay here in pandered-upon luxury for as long as you wish" "Cool!"

"Do not be afraid of my robotic friends, strange traveller (eh? Young Annakin Skywalker... bloody hell this story is going down the tubes something rotten!) "- they are my own creation are are programmed only to destroy those who badmouth the Star Wars Prequels!" "Wow, what chance has the sane world got then? Those robots must really get through their battery packs what with all the killing that surely... errrr zzzzztt... BLASPHEMER... blip ... DESTROY THE BLASPHEMER...!

blip blooop zzzttt... WE SHOULD TAKE HIM TO THE MASTER... HE WILL zzzttt KNOW WHAT TO DO blip "Yeah, you're right, D1K H3D - come on, stranger, follow us back to the villa!" "Erm, do I have any choice in the matter?" zzzt blip NONE zzzzzt "Ho hum, thought so - ok kid, lead on."

"... er... um... is what a damned ignorant fool would say! Whereas I'd say 'whoever could dream of badmouthing those prequels with their stunning plots, thrilling action, wholly forget... oops... unforgetable characters! Best films ever made!' Honest. " (dear reader, please colour MiskatonicNick's above lie not so much white as a bright shade of flashing neon green and pink with added fireworks and sirens) "Hey! Ignore that comment!"