After running to Rottweiler's house, Shelly stopped in front of it for a moment and hesitated again before taking a deep breath. She was obviously scared of possibly getting caught by Roger, and it didn't really help that she'll be on her own. But there was no other way to help Woody, only Shelly somewhat knows how to sneak and play tricks, mostly from her sweetheart himself. Trembling from fear, she put her hand on the doorknob, opened it and then glanced around before entering. Once inside, the girl headed to the highest floor, but of course she first has to get through the living room where sleeping Mort was. She was about to sneak her way to the bedroom... until footsteps were heard. The girl out of panic awakened the dog on purpose by stomping just once, then straight away hurried to the bedroom and closed the door of it behind her. Because of the dog's frightened awakening, it began barking noisily which alerted the old oaf. When Roger got to the living room, he confusedly looked around the room... however to his surprise he didn't see anything, nor anyone suspcious. His expression changed from confused to angry since Mort made him come here.

"How many times do I have to freaking tell you?!" he yelled at the poor whimpering animal "Do not waste my freaking time!"

He continued like that while Shelly was behind the door. She was really nervous from almost getting caught, but at least she was sure that what she just did was a good enough distraction. Finally, she went into the study and there she found Woody sleeping at the computer with his head and hands on the desk. It certainly seemed like he did his best effort to set up a prank but had abruptly stopped in the middle of it. Shelly tried to wake him up by shaking him and whispering his name, but to no avail, he couldn't. She placed her hand on his forehead to recheck his condition just in case - he was still clearly breathing, yet he was still burning like a brick right out of an oven. That made the girl more worried than she already was, she also wasn't sure how else she could get him out of the house... well, other than dragging him all the way to the main door. So Shelly held him underneath the shoulders, supporting his head with her arm, then she started dragging him backwards. However, when she got to the bedroom heard heavy footsteps which made her terrified since no other than Roger was on his way to there.

'What do I do now?!' she gasped while thinking that.

Then she got an absurd idea, but most likely a safe one... she pushed Woody under the bed and then she went under it afterwards. Roger entered the room and then supposedly continued on with cleaning his tuxedo with the lint roller. Yet as soon as he slided it on the fancy top of the clothes, it got stuck and won't slide anymore... at all. The impatient idiot forcefully attempted to unglue it, only to tear pieces from it because the material of it was THAT fragile. He unleashed his wrath while throwing swears. After settling down a bit, Roger took the damaged top of the tuxedo and went to the study to find a sewing kit so he could somehow at least fix it a little. While he was there, Shelly unhid herself and pulled out the prankster shortly afterwards. She continued dragging him backwards by the shoulders despite how tired she already was. Surprisingly enough, Mort didn't woke up while she was doing that which was why she entered the hallway safely. Then after that struggling, she exited the house with him. Kelsie was just now approaching her and greeted each other.

"Did Joe told you to be here?" was the first thing Shelly was curious about.

"Not really. I thought I had to." she replied "I'm sorry for stopping you earlier."

"That's alright, you had a good reason for that. Woody himself didn't want me to go into Rottweiler's house... not alone anyway." there was a moment of awkward silence before the short girl added "I'm really reckless aren't I?"

The editor stayed quiet for about a minute before she said:

"Well... I think the reckless one is Joe. After all, he did insisted on shooting today's episode. I mean I do understand his reason for not skipping episodes, but..." Kelsie looked at the ill sleeping prankster before finishing her sentence "...it's still simply seems harsh."

"Yeah... though Joe did made it as easier as possible for him."

"So anyway... We'll have to continue our talk in Woody's house." the editor said.

With that said, Kelsie picked Woody up and carried him to his house while Shelly followed her. When they entered, Joe and the rest of the camera crew only glanced at them.

"May I ask how is he?" Joe was the first to speak.

"I'm afraid his condition hasn't improved." Kelsie responded while she placed the poor ill prankster on the sofa.

"I... I've rechecked his temperature earlier and... he's... he's burning up." Shelly explained anxiously.

"Damn it... it's my fault..." the director's voice sounded almost miserable "I couldn't afford losing a whole show because of a skipped episode and then have everything else crumple afterwards, but now I regret it... I highly regret that I had put our sick friend into a dangerous situation."

Everyone in the room now felt sorry for him, but none of them weren't sure what to say to all that, that is until Michael decided to speak up.

"It's not your fault, nor anyone else's... "

"I agree... Also, you tried your best to make things right and easy." the editor added.

And the others agreed with them which made Joe slightly relieved and thanked them.

"Well, anyway the episode is still recording and Rottweiler is still sewing his suit." Kelsie informed "Maybe we should stop recording it and leave?"

"No, wait!" after Shelly heard that she objected "I... I'm going to finish what Woody started."

"Are you really going back to Rottweiler's house to continue the rest of the pranks?" Joe questioned "You know you don't have to."

The short girl remained silent while thinking about this; she was aware that she doesn't have to complete them. But who else was going to finish the mischievous deeds? Rottweiler still has to pay for being cruel to others.

"I'll... go back." the short girl replied somewhat reluctantly "I know he'll be mad at me after he gets better, but I just think that I actually have to."

"Alright then, nobody will stop you this time. Woody will be carried to his bed and will be taken care of while you do what you think is best."

Shelly walked to the main door with a somewhat unsure pace. Before exiting the house, Joe and the camera crew wished her good luck with the rest of the episode. She may not be as good prankster as her sweetheart Woody, but she knows just about enough to be at least kind of decent at this job of playing tricks.

Approaching Rottweiler's house close enough, Shelly stopped for a moment to gather enough courage to enter that hellhole. When she went inside, she guardedly looked around again before sneaking all the way to the bedroom. Once there, she heard footsteps from the study - it seemed like Roger finally somehow sewed his tuxedo which was a good thing for him. However, it was also a good reason for Shelly to be scared, so she quickly hid herself under the bed. After Roger went to the living room and closed the door behind him, she got out of the hiding place then headed to the study. There was that one spray bottle that was left behind earlier, and the computer monitor showed the previously opened window. Sure, the old oaf Roger has always been an idiot, but still how did he not notice anything suspecious? Either way, Shelly sat down at the computer and began searching what Woody was previously attempting to find - guides of nearly impossible knots. It took her a few minutes to find something similar to that. The girl started printing the new guide while getting rid of the real one for tying a tie, then she placed the newly printed instruction. Then she grabbed the spray bottle and left the room. Although... she still wasn't sure what the liquid in that bottle could be used for, that was until she read the label on it "For loosening clothes". That gave her an enough obvious reason to use it on the poorly fixed tuxedo, and then she hid under the bed again.

Meanwhile, Roger decided to go back to the study so he could try the printed guide. When he sat down, he began reading it while following the steps. He even thought that he succeeded with tying it... until when he has to take it off. The stubborn-as-a-donkey fatso attempted to untangle the tie as much as he could. Seemingly eternal minutes passed, yet he failed at doing so. He even almost choked himself with it, because it was simply knotted so badly there was no way to untie it. This reason itself alone made him very irritated. Roger had to go get some pair of scissors from the desk to ruin the tie... by cutting it. How else was he going to free himself from it anyway? Then he flew into rage to the point of almost breaking his back and gasping for air. After the idiot calmed down a little, he went to the bedroom so could finally wear his damaged tuxedo. Besides, he may as well wear it without a tie. However as soon as Roger put on the fancy clothes, his trousers and top coat fell down while the shirt was actually way too loose even for his big belly. Reddened from embarrassment, he tried to put them back on, yet they fell down again. He repeated that a few times but to no avail. That lead him to unleash his wrath and tear off the already ruined tuxedo, then he stomp out of the bedroom to the balcony with the clothes in his hands supposedly to throw them away... while unaware that he was still in his underwear. Someone from the neighbourhood spotted him like that and poke fun at him.

"You want me to go outside and beat you up until that blue streak in your hair erases, you wannabe knight?!" Roger yelled while redden from both anger and embarrassment.

Olga happened to hear him say those words which made her shout back at the aggressive fat oaf:

"My child is playing outside so don't even think about having any fights with anyone, you brute!"

Because of Olga, Roger quickly changed his mind. So instead of beating up anyone mocking him, he merely went to the study and wallow in self-pity. While he was in that room, Shelly unhid herself and sneak her way to the main door since there wasn't anything else to do in the house. Yet even when she was cautious, she accidentally stepped on Mort's tail causing the dog to wake up growling and barking. When Roger heard those noises, he really doesn't care and didn't bother to even check since Mort already mislead him too many times. But Shelly still hurried to the main door panicking. After getting outside, she didn't halted her pace until she went into Woody's house. She didn't say a single word after she closed the door behind her, she only breathed heavily - everything that happened today was either troubling or nerve-wrecking to her. Joe approached her and asked:

"Are you okay, Shelly?"

All of a sudden, she fainted which made everyone in the room shocked and worried. For a moment no one could say or do anything, that was until Joe spoke up:

"I think this day was too much for her..."

"But didn't she do more pranks one time before?" asked oblivious Nick.

"Yes, but unlike before..." the director began explaining "she did the other pranks by herself. Not to mention that she was also trying to save Woody. I can only assume that she was looking after him before the shooting of the episode. To put it shortly, it was most likely too much stress and tiredness that caused her to faint. But either way, at least one of you should stay here to make sure they're both fine."

"I will, if it's alright." Kelsie spoke up.

"Well, okay then. I'll leave it up to you."

Afterwards, the director ordered to the rest of the crew to pack up, put everything back to its original place as usual. They exited the house after they were done with all that with Joe being the last one to leave.

Hopefully, both Woody and Shelly will get better soon enough, but it wasn't quite the end until that was answered.