Miss Valentine floated over Thriller Bark, hoping to find a candy shop.
Meanwhile, our eight other heroes were falling.
Croco saved himself by making a net of sand to block his fall. Others just happened to be saved by it.
Miss All Sunday saved herself, Lassou and Miss Doublefinger by making a rope of hands and hurling themselves into Croco's net.
"Wonderful, we're alive," Croco said sarcastically. "Now what do we do?"
"Go up?" Miss All Sunday retorted. "So we can avoid the traps?"
"Sarcasm, real helpful right now."
"You're one to talk, Mr. Grumpy."
"Guys, enough!" Miss Doublefinger scolded them. "Now's not the time to fi...Mr. Grumpy?"
Miss All Sunday shrugged.
Mr. 5 plucked a hair off his head and lay it on the rough stone walls.
"Sir, shields up," he told them.
Croco spread shields of sand around the others while the hair made a small explosion.
Mr. 5 spat into the hole made by the explosion, causing a bigger explosion and making a hole big enough for all of them to climb into.
"I'll make a tunnel," Mr. 5 told them. "It'll lead us out of here."
"Hey, where's Miss Valentine?" Miss All Sunday asked.
"Indiana Jones is right," Croco commented as Mr. 5 created his tunnel. "Where is Mary Poppins?"
Lassou barked.
They followed Mr. 5 down his tunnel.
Of course, a tunnel like that wouldn't be able to stand without proper support, to it fell apart and revealed another room.
"How convenient," Mr. 45.7 commented. "Poor writing and convenient plot device to the rescue."
Miss Bon Clay slapped him and said, "What are you, a critic? Now help me out of this tunnel!"
So our heroes dug themselves out and walked around the room.
Mahogany doors opened and a large man and a small woman appeared before them.
"Oh-ho!" the man commented. "What have we here, Cindry?"
"I don't know," the woman, Cindry, responded. "I say we have some volunteers for that experiment you were talking about, Dr. Hogback."
"Excellent! I command you to do away with them!"
"Right away, good Doctor."
Dr. Hogback opened his dark labcoat, revealing several square plates. He handed them to Cindry, who furiously hurled them at the 'volunteers.'
Miss Bon Clay managed to fend them of, barring the wounds the received. Mr. 45. 7 meekly bandaged them once the plate-throwing finished.
"About time!" Miss Bon Clay screeched at him.
"Cindry, on your knees!" Dr. Hogback announced. He climbed on her back and said proudly, "I am Dr. Hogback, the world's most brilliant doctor. Allow me to show you the talent of my work, will you?"
Hogback jumped on Cindry and skipped gleefully over to a painting of a pinkish monster.
"I helped build this, you know," Hogback commented. "Oz, Oars, what have you. Gacko Moria took all the credit, but you can my work with Cindry here is proof that I was the true creator. Aren't I a delicious talent."
"Scripting problems," Croc said. "I heard about this guy being a large and vain ham, but not a performer. Can't you idiots program anything right?"
Mr. 5 said, "I can't believe you still think this is a program!"
"Cindry, lick the floor!" Hogback commented. "Look, you guys, as I excersice my complete control over her."
Cindry proceeded to lick the floor. Hogback kicked her in the ribs, but shedidn't relent.
"Such horrible abuse!" Mr. 45. 7 cried out.
"Yes, but that just shows how much control I have over my precious creations."
"I approve!" Miss Bon Clay added. "But only i the girl was in charge. Men are scum, you see, and us women should-"
"Oh, shut up!" Mr. 45.7 yelled at her. "I'm tired of being bossed around by you! I'm tired of being the manly man you wanted by to be! I'm tired of you oppressing me!"
Mr. 45.7 took a jump to the left, a step to the right, and kicked Bon Clay's legs, causing her to drop down.
He dug into her pockets and applied her make-up on his face. "Okama," he said simply. "I don't know the Okama Way myself, but I can try to fight them."
He turned to Hogback and said, "Abuse is wrong! Man or woman, it's still wrong! In fact, in a perfect world, there are no men or women! Just...Okama!"
"The president?" Croco asked.
"No! Transvestite power!"
And with that, Mr. 45.7 danced over to Hogback and Cindry and kicked their shins. They fell over and whimpered.
"You know what? Forget this," Miss All Sunday said. "Come on, guys, let's just pretend the antagonist and his engineered zombie weren't so easily defeated by this cop-out and let's go home."
Hogback and Cindry rose immediately.
"You didn't think it would be that easy, did you?" Hogback cackled. "We have a speech about abuse, we get one-shotted, that's it? How stupid do you think we are?"
"But speeches with a moral lesson alwayswork in anime!" Mr. 1 gasped. "The second season of Digimon had the heroes defeat the bad guy by talking about their hopes and dreams; Yu-Gi-Oh! had that friendship stuff-"
"None of this makes sense," Miss All Sunday commented. "Anime references, one-shot enemies and..."
"You're right," Hogback said to her. "But if you want, I can tell you about the Truth and where all the Poneglyphs are...Join me, and I will tell you!"
"Robin," Croco announced. "Don't let him trick you! I love you!"
Everyone gasped.
"I love you too!" Mr. 1 said. "We all do! We're friends! Now let's forget all our problems and get back to the music video."
"In fact, forget the video! Let's all look for your ancient thingies," Miss Bon Clay said. "Or at least, let's stop acting like brain-dead idiots and delve into intelligent, philosophical discussions about the fate of our countries."
"I loooove world relations!" Mr. 45.7 screeched.
What should I do? Miss All Sunday wondered. My dreams, my friends, Okama...
"Marry me, Robin!" Croco announced. "Marry me, and we'll run away forever!"
"Stop this self-indulgent dreams, Robin," Lassou said. "Wake up, Robin, this isn't happening!"
"Let's have a dance party!" Cindry announced! "I'l get the bubbles!"
Everything around Miss All Sunday stopped moving. Darkness started filling up the world around her. She was all alone in the nothingness.
"Wake up..." Lassou's voice told her.
She woke up on an operating table.
