"WELCOME TO...THE TWILIGHT ZONE!" Katsumi leaned forward on the couch. This was his favorite TV show. If you didn't include 30 Rock, or Power Rangers, or Dancing with the Stars, or Pushing Daisies, or Community, or Seinfeld, or- he leaned too far forward and toppled onto the opposite wall. Ouch. He slid down the wall until his shoulders were braced against the carpet. Reaching out, he flailed to grab some of his popcorn (which, following normal laws of gravity, was all over the floor). "Five minute rule!" he yelled, shoving a handful into his mouth.
His roommate stuck his head around the corner. "Katsumi, what are you doing?" Katsumi looked up at him. "I'm watching TV."
"That's what you were doing twelve hours ago. Have you slept at all? And why are you wearing your costume?"
"JUSTICE NEVER SLEEPS!" Katsumi flops to the floor. "Now help me up."
His roommate did not. Instead he pointed out the window. "Hey look, crime."
"YAAAH!!" Katsumi jumped out the window.
"I was...kidding" his roommate mumbled. Too late.
Katsumi fell upwards, then slammed down onto the heinous villain. "SURRENDER NOW, OR FACE MY WRATH!" He ground his foot down on the perp's wrist.
"OW! OW! STOP, I'M JUST THE PIZZA GUY!" the fallen villain screamed.
"Prove it," Katsumi whispered, flipping over the villain's head.
"I'm delivering a Hawaiian pizza to one Takahashi Katsumi" he held up a receipt.
"Ooh, that's mine! The guy in the house wil pay for it." Katsumi took the slightly battered box from the pizza guy. He opened it. Sweet, sweet pizza.
Then everything went black. The cosmic abyss swirled around him. Dammit, he knew that pizza guy was up to no good. There was someone else here...Katsumi stealthily dropped to the ceiling, drawing into a crouch. "W-who are you?" someone said.
"I'M BATMAN" Katsumi growled, chewing on a piece of pizza. He didn't particularly care that it was dark. He did care when the pizza slid out of the box and fell below, presumably onto the head of whomever else was in the room.