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Thanos waved back enthusiastically, which led to him accidentally yeeting a few infinity stones into the oblivion.
 
Suddenly, a skeleton wearing a finely tailored suit but no pants snatched the stones and disappeared, calling, "This isn't the last you'll see of the Undead Pants-Caster! I am the tailor of your demise!"
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(note: this isn't my art, it's my brother's)
 
"Rarely would anyone retire from Star Wars." Said the Fox that randomly entered the area. "I mean, despite the fact I hate it, it's a great money maker for jobs."
 
Thanos stood still, shocked at these sudden revelations. “But— but— you’re the hero!” he spluttered to Anakin. “Oh well, looks like I’ll have to turn to Foxy here for help.”
 
The Fox smiled. "Of course I'll help. The name's Foxen." He drew his sword, prepared to help in any way.

(Sorry that I'm just throwing my character in-)
 

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