The TARDIS landed in Jasper Park. Wayne and Kate got out of it. Humphrey and Hutch were there to greet them.
"Did you fix it?" Humphrey asked.
"Yep, just needed some salt."
"Salt?" Humphrey and Hutch said together.
"It's a long story…" Wayne said. "So who's ready to rest?" Everyone raised their hands. They all went to their dens for a night's sleep.
But something down below couldn't sleep. We see the camera go down in the Earth's crust revealing dirt, worms, dinosaur bones, and bones of angels. The camera then shows us the fiery depths of Hell.
We see the Devil on his throne made of decomposed body parts. He sitting there… on his phone…. Playing "Angry Birds"… *Sighs*…. Can-can we get someone else, please?
No, we can't? Then tell him to do his job… *Sigh*…. Hey, Satan!
"Huh?" The Devil looked around and saw the narrator and put his phone away. "Sorry, sorry. Well, time to wreak some havoc."
He then started to zoom past his demons in a cartoony way like the roadrunner. He was in his personal palace as the other demons were just flying around in there.
He stopped and made a screeching noise at a mirror in a bathroom. He quickly did things like brush his teeth with a huge toothbrush, make a weird face when blow drying his hair, shave with a straight razor, but left his signature van dyke and got out of there in about 6 seconds.
As he walked out of the bathroom he opened a gateway to see many people suffering in Hell. He smiled. "SSSSSSmoking!" He said as he jumped off the balcony of his palace, face first, and had flattened himself to a pancake. Everyone saw this and looked concerned.
He managed to get his arm scrapped off the floor in the cartoonist way. We see his arm is flat like a paper as he grabbed his head. His eyes had glued themselves to the floor and went right back to his face.
"Look Ma! I'm roadkill! Ha, Ha, Ha!" He then see him scraped himself off the floor and returned to his 3-dimesional self.
Then Devil then heard a small voice. "Excuse me, Mr. Dark Lord?"
He looked down with a huge grin on his face. He then saw our "Villain". He was small, with gray fur. The creature had a perpetual grin on his face with razor sharp teeth. He had three toes and three claws and his head looked like a pineapple. So basically he's a demented Furby.
"What can I do for you, cubby?" The Devil asked.
"I was wondering if I could, you know, go out in the world and scare someone for the very first time. Maybe?"
Satan thought for a moment. "Well, you are scary. But can I trust you?"
"Oh, you can shadow me. See how I do."
"What if you fail?"
"Then… maybe you can give me some pointers."
He thought for a moment again. "For you anything. Front and center!" We then see a bat come from the palace. But this isn't just any old bat, it's Nigel. It seems luck didn't favor him in the afterlife as he was taken to Hell.
"I need you to take over for a bit. You think you can do that?" Nigel landed on his shoulder.
"Of course, I'm happy to. What do you want, the ten finger screw job to these people?"
"No, no, no…. save that for Day of the Dead. I just need you to take over." Nigel saluted and went up in the air.
Satan grabbed the little creature and placed him on his shoulder. "Let's go. What's your name again?"
"Mr. Widemouth…" He answered.