Andy wiped his brow. "Phew! What a workout that was, right?" he asked the towering, glasses-wearing girl next to him as they left the gymnasium.

"Yeah," she panted. "I hate gym."

"Me too, Gwen. Me too. My arms feel like they're about to fall off from the lactic acid buildup. And I'm so thirsty from sweating so much."

"I could use a drink too," Gwen admitted.

They approached a water fountain. "You go first," Andy said. "You're bigger than me, so you need the water more than I do."

"Thanks," Gwen said. She walked up to the fountain and pushed the button at the base. Normally, that would make a thin stream of water spurt out the head, but not today. There seemed to be a blockage in the pipes.

Said blockage then revealed itself when the drain guard blew off from the pressure, and a black eel jumped out of the fountain and landed at Gwen's feet.

Gwen screamed.

Andy grabbed the nearest broom and began smacking the eel over the head with it.

Cue theme song.