"The baby in the sun commands us my
brothers and sister, we ride forth across the green plains of eternity to sweep
down upon the mortals below!" Tinky Winky shouted from his purple steed.
The horse dug its hooves into the vibrant green grass and reared its head.
A red rift ripped open in front of the four
and they spurred their mounts forward, and with them they brought chaos. Dipsy
swept his scythe back and forth cleaving fleeing mortals in half. Blood rained
down from the scythe's blade as he rode through the streets.
Laa-Laa brought forth her plagues, disease
erupted from her mouth in a black cloud of flies. They swarmed over the cities,
their bites left boils and blackened flesh.
Po destroyed the crops of mankind. Fires
swept across the fields incinerating anything that could have been edible.
Cows, pigs, sheep, goat, anything and everything humanity could have dined on
was swept away in the burning curtain.
Tinky Winky, War. The fallen humans filled
the horrid ranks of his immortal army which he led against the bastions of
mankind. The humans were more resourceful than Tinky Winky had imagined but in
the end they were weak, pathetic soft creatures that were consumed by his
voracious horde.
Tinky Winky, Dipsy, Laa-Laa, and Po stared
out across the desiccated landscape that was once the kingdom of mankind. They
threw back their heads in laughter as the baby in the sun looked on with glee.
