Donna, Emma, Caleb, Aide, Michael, Payton, Sydney, Rocket, and Groot were arriving on Sesame Street. "It was nice of Kai to let us stay in his visiting apartment before our big show Saturday night."

"Suddenly, they saw a familiar red monster, "Hi, Elmo" greeted Donna.

"Woww!" Elmo shouted, "Donna! Elmo's going to the laundromat to get Elmo's blanket wash."

"Why not leave it dirty?" Rocket asked as everyone glared.

"We don't want it to smell like rotten orange juice," Emma said.

As they were trying to wash Elmo's blankey, the machine was broken. Michael decided to repair it himself. He did it to a beat to a Touch and Go song. They decided to dance to it.

Outside, they saw a familiar face applauding, "Corazana!" Donna smiled, "How's high school going for you?"

"Great actually," replied Corazana, "Cho told me that your going to New York to see a preview of Kai's broadway choreographically debut."

As they were catching up, Rocket stole Elmo's freshly clean blanket out of jealousy. As Elmo turned, he noticed the blanket was missing, "Where's Elmo's blanket?" he asked.

"It was here a minute ago." Aiden said as he looked to find Rocket by Oscar's trash can.

"Rocket no" Donna snapped, "Remember when you try to flush Barney down the toilet."

"Really" Rocket replied, "I don't recall-"

He fell straight into the trash can, "I Am Groot(Should we go after him)" Groot asked.

"We should." "Baze, Elmo, Animal, Chirrut, and Groot come with me, the rest of you stay here. I don't want anyone hurt, nor smell like tuna."

As they got inside, they found Rocket enjoying himself. Baze found Elmo's blanket by a door. As they opened it, they were transported to the most disgusting place on earth: Grouchland USA, where they were greeted with a grouchy song.

"Hear the steady beat of sweaty feet, on the greasy streets of Grouchland!

Smell the stinkweed gag the waving wheat, what a perfect day!

Na, na, na! (Na, na, na!) 3x

Na, na, na!

Bring in the noise, bring in the junk! Step on a crack, step in the gunk!

Home of the world's worst traffic jam!

Welcome to Grouchland. NOW SCRAM!

With the gum and goo beneath your shoe,

you can bet you stepped in Grouchland.

It's against the law to use shampoo, so we wash with cheese!

Na, na, na! (Na, na, na!) 3x

Na, na, na!

If you're growing old and love the coast,

spend your golden years in Grouchland.

With the streets are paved in solid mold, and the stinkbugs sing. SING!

Na, na, na! (Na, na, na!) 3x Na, na, na!

Bring in the noise, bring in the junk! Step on a crack, step in the gunk!

Our motto: "I grouch, therefore I am".

Welcome to Grouchland! 5x

NOW SCRAM!" they sang.

One grouch welcomed them with some flowers, only for the grouches to cut them. Donna figures that it's tradition for them to do it.

"These are my kind of people." Rocket smiled.