The Battle for Middle Class

                                     The Fellowship of the Remote Control


The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it. It began with the forging of  Great Cartoons.


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   It began with the forging of the Great Cartoons many years ago. Three were given to the elderly; immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings. Seven, to the Dwarf Lords otherwise known as little kids, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls and destroyers of bedrooms. And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of teenagers, who above all else desire power. For within these cartoons was bound the strength and the will to govern over each age group. But they were all of them deceived, for a new cartoon was made. In the land of PBS, in the fires of Mount Netflix, the Dark Lord CEO forged in secret, a master cartoon,Thomas the Tank Engine to control all others. And into this cartoon Thomas, he poured all his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all parents. One cartoon to rule them all. One by one, the free peoples of Middle class fell to the power of the Thomas. But there were some who resisted. A last alliance of men and elves marched against the armies of PBS, and on the very slopes of Mount Netflix, they fought for the freedom of Middle-class. Victory was near, but the power of the Thomas could not be undone. It was in this moment, when all hope had faded, that Brittany, Mother of the king Troy, took up her father's sword. And PBS, enemy of the free peoples of Middle-Class, was defeated. The Thomas passed to Brittany, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever, but the hearts of men are easily corrupted. And the Thomas of power has a will of its own. It betrayed Brittany, to her death or so it seemed. And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend. Legend became myth. And for two and a half seconds, the Thomas passed out of all knowledge. Until, when chance came, the Thomas ensnared another bearer. The Thomas came to the creature Emma, who took it deep into the tunnels under the blanket Mountains, and there it consumed her. The Thomas gave to Emma unnatural long staring episodes. For five hundred seconds it poisoned her mind; and in the gloom of Emma's blanket cave, it waited. Darkness crept back into the halls of the world. Rumor grew of a shadow in the East, whispers of a nameless fear, and the Thomas of Power perceived. Its time had now come. It abandoned Emma momentarily. But then something happened that the Thomas did not intend. It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable. A pre-teen, Paul Baggy pants, of the Novak's household. For the time will soon come when pre-teens will shape the fortunes of all...