"KROENEN! Blimey... you know, I had my money on one of the Olsens stabbing her..." "I am ze major villian who is only finally revealed on ze penultimate page of ze story... I vas a manufacturing accident that Hasbro tried to bury... born from evil plastic I am ze scourge of good toys ze vorld over... for am I ACHTUNG MAN!" "Whoa, Achtung Man? Now that's lame even for Toyville..." "Silence, Englisher Dog...you vill now die vhilst mine two trusted generals - Kroenen and Britney Von Spears, deal with your dollie whores!"

"Jah! So, MiskatonicNick, ve meet at last... I am afraid zat I cannot allow you, of all people, to have ze Grail..." "Hang on, who the hell are you?" "... and zen ve vill steal ze Holy Grail and usher in ze new und glorious Fifth Reich of Toydom. Vhere all ze figures vill be tall, blonde and beautiful und vhere only ze select few vill be allowed articulation, und ve vill crush ze others under our jackbooted heels like zee stunted, hateful American Megos...

...und vhere ze coolest figures vill be exclusives only to zee Munich Beer and Comic Festival only... und if you cannot make it zere, zen hard cheese Mr Collector! Und ve vill rebrand toys as Adult Collectibles for display und not childish play!"

... NOT ON MY WATCH!"

"No... what kind of sickness is this... a world of Ken and Barbie clones... with corny German accents... calling toys collectibles... making stupid stupid stupid, scalper-friendly, devisive MBCF Exclusives... a world without Megos...

"Way to go, Miskatonic! Time for some senseless violence! Take that you gas-masked creep!"   "Yay! And we're not gonna let Britney steal OUR Holy Grail! Let's get her Mary-Kate!" "Yeah! It's about time someone kicked your fat, trailer-park ass, Spears!"

"Hah! Zo, ze Baghead haz ballz after all... but I am ze fully-trained, hard-as-nails Nazi uber-bastard... und you are just a lard-assed geek with a paperbag over your head..." "Oh bugger... good point!"   "Whoa! That was close! Hey, how come my beating of this freak ain't slowing him down?"

But while MiskatonicNick and Pinky encounter problems, the Olsen Twins are enjoying victory as they bitch-slap Britney Spears to death! *giggle*   ... hang on a moment ... haven't we forgotten someone? Sandy Obitsu? MiskatonicNick's P.A. watches horrified as the battles rage on around her...

"Oh crap... damn, of course; Kroenen's that weirdo who's replaced all his innards with clockwork parts! Oh no... and his blades are getting closer!" But as Pinky falters, eagle-eyed Sandy leaps into action... "Ashley - what's that in your back pocket? Is it an ACME Electromag..." "Yep - it was just something I grabbed as a handy prop to help convince Unkie Skelly that we wanted his sword for a Science project..."

"Quick, give it to me then.."

"Uhoh... this doesn't look good...

... ... what the?   "Electromagnets and clockwork don't make for good bedfellows do they Mr Kroenen?

... .... ... Sandy?"

... and now then, if I swing the magnet around like this..." "YEAH! You nailed Achtung Man, Sandy!" What? Eh? Awww... but I'd almost pummelled his fists into submission with my head!"

"Now if I spin it like this..."

"Got him!"   "Well done...

... for thou hast all shown the courage and bravery worthy of true Grail Hunters" "Hang on aren't you dead?" ..  "Don't be silly; I am I guardian of the Holy Grail after all. And now, all five of thou shallst find what thou hast quested for..." "Five? NO! That means the damned Olsens too..." "Yes, for they didst slay the foul evil that was Britney" "True, can't argue with that I'm afraid Pinky." "Woooohooooo!"

"And so... we travel through the astral mists and ethers to the Holy Grail!"