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The Scrawny Male known as McLovin - or before his name change, Fogoll - could only watch as the great Forefather of America, Thomas Jefferson, without a single warning, descended from his ascent into the air, and asked McLovin about whether or not he was of the McDonald linage. McLovin stared curiously at the Forefather of America, taking in his question. It was only then when he thought about the question did McLovin finally understand what he meant.

With a step forward, McLovin gave a nod of sorts. 

When Mclovin gave that nod, the Forefather of America surrounded by thirteen Bald Eagles sang the Pledge of Allegiance. Not even a minute later, McLovin began to feel strange. Lights and fireworks erupted around him loudly as a cloak of red, white, and blue. On top of his head rested a crown of gold and white, and ever-forming in his hands are McDoubles and Big Macs. 

"My great Forefather, thank you." McLovin said. He was no longer McLovin any longer. He has become..

"I am McLovin McDonald." The Great McDonald had said.

After a minute or so, Mr. McDonald looked to his right, and he noticed something rather bizarre. A gathering of energy that was colored blue. Mr. McDonald noticed that the blue on his cloak was shining an ethereal blue shine. Was it tied to this mass of blue cosmic energy? Even more so, why was there a similarly-shaded ape the size of a skyscraper also coming through a blue portal? Mr. McDonald was confused, so he looked at both Donald Trump and Thomas Jefferson. "Who are those two?" He asked the both of them.