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The dust cleared as Neru, Miku, and Teto stood exhausted, worn out by their battle by the communist leader Joseph Stalin. They had fought so hard to preserve the democracy of Super Earth, yet they seemed out-matched. It seemed unwinnable, so hopeless. The battlefield was as barren as the hope for democracy spreading across the galaxy, the last line of defense about to fall, leaving democracy to fall...
"Muahahahahahahhaha! The whole of Super Earth will soon see the truth, that my communist dictatorship is vastly superior to that disgusting democracy known as Super Earth." Stalin laughed, turning around as he continued his evil speech. "This world will bow to ME! I will be in control!"
"I-I won't let you!" Miku retorted, coughing up blood as she spoke.
"Yeah! Super Earth's democracy will always prevail!" Teto added, pointing weakly at Stalin.
"Democracy must spread across the galaxy!" Neru finished off.
"But I've already won, can't you see? Your precious democracy inherently contradicts the creation of my communist utopia." Stalin scoffed, shaking his head as he continued to walk away from the Triple Baka Trio.
Miku signaled for a team huddle, having an idea about a risky final assault on Stalin. The trio put their arms around each other, huddling together to conference a plan to stop Stalin's idea to take over Super Earth.
"What do we do?! He's too strong for us to take him on!" Teto exclaimed, nervous about the possible end of democracy.
"I have an idea, but it might be risky..." Miku stated. "What if we fuse into our ultimate form?"
"That's suicide!" Neru retorted. "Do you even remember what happened last time we tried to use that form?!"
"I know, but we've gotten stronger, bigger brained, BETTER! I think at this point, we could pull it off without spontaneously combusting!" Miku said, a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
"I agree..." Teto added on. "We've gotten stronger since our battle with the Queen Elizabeth II. I think we can pull it off."
Neru sighed, shaking her head. "Fine, lets try... but don't blame me if we fail."
"Okie-dokie!" Miku exclaimed, pulling away from their huddle to prepare for fusion, with Neru and Teto following.
Miku pulled out her trusty leek, Teto pulled out her unwavering baguette, and Neru pulled out her iconic cellphone. They all placed them in the center of the little triangle they formed, as a faint glow grew from the middle of the objects, signaling the beginning of the transformation. They raised their objects to the sky, beams of yellow, cyan, and red light emanating from their respective objects.
"TRIPLE BAKA: FUSION!!" They all shouted in unison, the trio holing hands while still maintaining the triangle. Their artificial bodies turned to light as they fused together, into the legendary Ultimate Baka!
Joseph turned around to face the newly fused super form, astonished and amused by their seemingly futile last attempt to protect democracy.
"Behold! The Ultimate Baka!!" They shouted, raising both a leek and a baguette. "This is for democracy, for SUPER EARTH!!"
The Ultimate Baka lunged at Stalin, inflicting a major blow to his chest using their baguette as a hammer of sorts.
Stalin slashed with his golden sickle, grazing her arm. Droplets of blood dripped from the exposed wound, soaking into the barren dirt of the field.
The Ultimate Baka teleported behind Stalin, hitting him across the back of the head with the leek she wielded.
Joseph quickly retaliated, hitting the Ultimate Baka in the stomach with his gilded hammer, knocking her back.
Undeterred, she lunged at Stalin, punching him through the chest, killing him how Ace from One Piece was killed.
Stalin fell back, ultra dead.
The Ultimate Baka unfused, becoming Neru, Miku, and Teto once again.
"Well... we didn't combust this time..." Neru mumbled, pulling out her phone and texting on it.
"We did it!" Miku and Teto cheered, dancing around the corpse of the soviet leader. "Democracy is protected!"
Neru stayed silent, not disturbing their little celebration. It was nice, finally finishing a battle that had taken days to break the stalemate of. Super Earth was safe once again, not from extraterrestrial horrors threatening the basic rights of democracy, but from the hubris of a single person that was long overdue to be dead that threatened the beautiful democracy of Super Earth.
"Yeah... we did it."