[ WP ] The villain of a Saturday morning cartoon slowly becomes aware of the commercial breaks .

I press the button. 
 
 Darkness flows out from the machine, streaming out in black tendrils all around. In ten seconds flat, the sky is cleared of nearly all light. I send a mirage of a moon and some stars up, just to complete the image. 
 
 My new subjects cower in fear as I laugh evilly, because I can. 
 
 I keep laughing. 
 
 My vision slowly fades to black. 
 
 I keep laughing. 
 
 I stop laughing. 
 
 Wait, what? This was n't supposed to happen. 
 
 I feel a cosmic force guide me. It soothes me. It feels somehow *right*. I allow it to - 
 
 Wait, no, I do n't. I think I understand now. It's like one of those plays at the theater every morning on the day before the divine days. 
 
 I'm in a play. My life is a play. 
 
 I will not let them control my life. 
 
 They may have blackened everything in between acts, but I can still hear. 
 
 I hear six of my subjects congregating and moving together. I suppose they are meant to be the heroes. Heh. 
 
 In the blink of an eye, I am upon them. Their cries are silenced as I implant my mind-control chips into their puny brains. I let the divine forces guide me again, my task accomplished. 
 
 The play can not possibly be finished without the villain being defeated. So I must make my defeat somehow a victory. 
 
 I throw some little amusing challenges at my mind-controlled subjects, to make things interesting. I guide them in solving them. Finally, they arrive at my chamber. I smile. 
 
 The divine forces wo n't let a bad ending happen. 
 
 I let them defeat me with rainbows, throwing in a lesson about the power of friendship. I release myself from the body I currently hold; my consciousness streams into the subjects. I return them to the capital city. 
 
 Six subjects just saved the world from an unstoppable evil force. They've just returned, hailed as heroes, glory thrust upon them. 
 
 And I control all six of them. 
 
 This ought to be fun.
