Chapter 8
Mario looked at Charmander in question.
"We only needed to get three gems, right Charmander?" He asked, Charmander nodded. "Then why are we here?"
"Maybe we need to place the gems somewhere first before they can work their magic!" Grimer suggested.
"That's logical I guess." Mario said. He looked at Charmander again. "Charmander, you better check and make sure." Charmander nodded, already on the phone, waiting for Prof. Frankly to pick up.
"Okay, thanks Professor." Charmander spoke to him on the phone. "We'll be there soon. Bye!" He hung up and put it away. He noticed that everyone was looking at him. "What?"
"Well?" Mario said, expectantly. "What did he say?"
"He said that we need to put the gems on three separate pedestals that are in this cave. When they glow and hover in the air, we need to make the wish and then our shows will return to normal."
"I knew there was something we had to do first!" Grimer put in.
"He apologizes he didn't mention it at the party. He said he forgot because he's old."
"Yeah, I guess that's understandable."
Perry nodded. He wouldn't be surprised if Major Monogram starts losing his memory. 'I got Carl for that.' He would say. Mario was confused.
"Wait a minute," He started. "Didn't Peach take the Opal with her?" Charmander took off his satchel and opened it up.
"Let's see." The heroes all looked in. They saw the Ruby and the Sapphire.
"Nope! See, no Opal, we need to call Peach and see if we can get it fr…"
POOF! The Opal then poofed in beside the two other gems.
"She must've heard you." Grimer told the plumber.
"One of Timmy's fairies must've poofed it here." Charmander observed. He looked at Mario. "Why did Peach not leave it with us?" Mario shrugged.
"Protection?"
"Then why didn't we let them take the Ruby until we had the Sapphire?" Mario shrugged.
"Don't know."
"Why didn't Timmy poof the gems to this cave when we got back to the party?" Mario shrugged again.
"I think it's a lot more complicated than that." Grimer told the fire type.
"Oh."
"Well, what are we waiting for?" Mario said. "The sooner we get on and work the gems' magic, the sooner we can go back to the party and get our grooves on." Mario headed towards the cave, followed by the others.
"There're the pedestals!" Mario said as they approached. He opened Charmander's satchel and grabbed the three gems. "Okay, let's get this over with, then we'll be on our way." Perry and Kirby were about to go up and grab one when all of a sudden…Poof! They all poofed away. Everyone was confused.
"Hey, what the-?" Mario questioned. "What happened to the gems?"
"Is this Cosmo pranking us or something?" Charmander asked.
"I don't think it was any one of Timmy's fairies." Grimer told him. "Why would they prank us?"
"For laughs?" Grimer shook his head.
"I don't know; doesn't sound like him."
"Yes it does!"
"Well, it does a little, I guess. But I still don't think it was him."
"Then who…"
"It was I!" Said a familiar voice. They all looked. It was Anti-Cosmo. He had the gems in his hands. Beside him were Anti-Wanda, Foop, Percival the anaconda, Scratch and Grounder, Dr. Blowhole, Norm and Butch the rat.
"I'm not here to fight." Norm spoke. "I'm just here in case you the bad cartoons need anything like snacks if you get hungry!"
Perry squinted angrily at Percival. Percival! Percival hissed at the platypus.
"Anti-Cosmo!" Said Mario. He narrowed his eyes at the anti. "Give us the gems!" Anti-Cosmo laughed.
"I don't think so, mustache man! That would mean you good guys getting what you want and us villains losing again."
"But that's the point." Grimer spoke. "Good always triumphs over evil. Everyone knows that." Anti-Cosmo shook his head.
"Not this time! This time, the villains, that's us, will triumph over good! We're turning the tables; everything was going perfectly until you good cartoons started ruining it. Well, no longer!"
"Percival, Scratch, Grounder, ATTACK!" With that, Grounder, Scratch and Percival went to the heroes.
"OOH!" Foop squealed. "This will be so delicious!" He looked at his father. "Father, make that robot pop us some popcorn while we watch us win. And also, could you poof me a bottle of milk?"
"You got it, kiddo!" And with that, he looked at Norm. "Norm, would you be a gentleman and pop us some popcorn?"
"And don't forget my bottle!" Foop added. Norm looked at the antis.
"Why are you asking me?" He wanted to know. "Can't you get your son his bottle and popcorn with your magic?"
"Yeah, we can. But watching you do all the work is so much better."
"Well, as long as I'm needed."
He then began popping popcorn on the stove that Anti Cosmo just poofed up. He was about to say something more when he decided not to. He just went on popping. The three antis sat in their chairs and ate their popcorn from the bowl on the table that Anti-Cosmo poofed up too, as they watched the fight.
"Hello, platypusssss." Percival hissed at Perry. Perry narrowed his eyes at him.
"You won't get away with this." Perry told him.
"Oh, I won't? We'll sssssee about that!" Grounder looked over his shoulder at the chatting platypus and the anaconda. He and Scratch were about to fight Kirby.
"Hey, Scratch," He spoke to the chicken robot. "What do you think they're talking about?"
"How the heck should I know?" Scratch said to him. "I don't speak anaconda or whatever the other creature is. All I know that if we don't defeat this pink thing, Doctor Eggman will have our heads." Grounder put his hands to his mouth.
"Gosh," He responded. "I sure don't want that. I like my head just the way it is, attached to my body!"
"Then quit chit chatting and let's beat pinky to a pulp."
"Right." He then looked back at Kirby with Scratch.
Percival lunged towards Perry. Perry jumped out of the way and landed on his tail. He then pecked at it repeatedly with his bill. The anaconda winced in pain. He then lifted his tail. The platypus lost his balance and grabbed on before he could fall. The anaconda then wrapped his body around the semi aquatic mammal. The platypus struggled in his tight squeeze. Percival hissed with laugher. He then opened his mouth wide and his fangs headed towards Perry's head. He was about to take a chomp when Perry poked him in the eye with two of his fingers. Percival screamed in pain as he dropped Perry. The teal platypus landed on the ground. Percival looked at him and did a low growl.
"You're going to regret doing that, platypusssss."
"Then let me have it!" Perry said. "Come on; I'm not afraid of you."
"You sssshould be."
"Well, I'm not!"
"Oh, you'll be afraid of me after what I do to you." He lunged his tail at Perry again. Perry jumped out of the way and grabbed his tail. He then swung him around and round. Percival screamed.
"LET ME GO; LET ME GO!" The big snake cried.
"Okay." Perry said. "Suit yourself!" With one mighty throw, he flung the anaconda into the cave wall. Percival screamed and bumped his head. A big bump formed. He shook his head and sneered at the platypus as he got up. But before he could make another move, Perry kicked him hard in the face, flinging him to the cave wall again and he fainted.
"Never underestimate what a platypus can do!" The mammal said intensely.
"I'll hold him down," Scratch told Grounder. "You drill his head!"
"Will do!" Grounder responded, turning on his drills as the chicken robot held Kirby down. The star warrior struggled in Scratch's grasp. Kirby struggled and struggled, acting like a scared kid at the dentist (or a scared Dedede). The two robots laughed at Kirby. Scratch lost his grip around Kirby's legs. The star warrior then kicked Grounder. Grounder yelled in pain.
"OWWW!" He cried, "He kicked me in the chin!" He wheeled to Kirby and pointed to the spot where Kirby had kicked him. "Is it bleeding, Scratch?" Norm went to him with a first-aid kit.
"Let's see." He said. He looked at Grounder's chin.
"No." He did a thumbs up. "You're all good." Grounder sighed in relief.
"Oh, good. Thanks!"
"No problem. I always support everyone's well-being." And with that, he went off.
"Now if you can stop worrying about your chin, we got a more important issue to deal with."
"Oh, right." And with that, they paid attention to the star warrior again.
"Ready?" Scratch asked. "3, 2, 1, ATTACK!" And with that, the two robots lunged towards Kirby. Kirby jumped out of the way, causing the two to bump and crash into each other. They rubbed their heads.
"Scratch!" Grounder complained. "Why'd you bump into me?"
"I didn't you dingbot!" Scratch protested. "It was pinky! He jumped out of the way, causing us to crash!"
"Well, don't do it again."
"I'll try not to." Kirby taunted them and blew a raspberry at them, making the robots angry. They got to their feet and went between Kirby again.
"ATTACK!" He ordered. They lunged at Kirby again. Kirby, again, jumped out of the way, making them crash into each other again.
This continued for a while until the two robots got tired. Grounder boosted himself up and looked at Scratch madly.
"Scratch!" He snapped. "I mean it, quit it! If we ever want to get him; we got to work together! So, stop attacking me!"
"I'm telling you!" Scratch spoke. "It's not me; it's him! It's all him!"
"Oh yeah, well I don't believe it."
"Well, you're going to have to believe it because it's the truth!"
"Are you calling me a liar?"
"Are you calling me a liar?!" Kirby was enjoying the two robot's fight. Norm went in between them as the two were about to go at it.
"Whoa," He started. "Violence never solves anything. Why can't we just be friends?" He offered them muffins. "Muffins?" Scratch and Grounder smiled.
"Well, don't mind if I do." He took a muffin.
"Thanks!" Scratch said. "Fighting really takes it out of you." He took one too.
"That it does, Scratch." Grounder agreed. "That it does!" He took a bite out of his muffin. Grounder then held out a muffin for Kirby.
"Hey, pink thing!" He said. "Do you want a muffin?" Kirby jumped with joy.
"Poyo, poyo!" Grounder then withdrew it.
"Psh!" Kirby frowned with disappointment. He really wanted that muffin.
"Ooh, good one!" Scratch told him and gave him a high-five.
"I know, right? He thought I was going to hand it over to him and then I didn't!" He and Scratch then burst out laughing.
"Hey!" Norm piped up. "That wasn't nice. Can't you get along and share? Sharing is caring! Oh, that's right. Bad guys don't share." He looked at the disappointed Kirby. "Sorry there, fella."
Then, determined, Kirby opened his mouth and began inhaling. Scratch and Grounder stopped laughing and looked for something to hold on to. Grounder shielded his muffin.
"You're not getting my muffin!" He cried. He then screamed as he was lifted off of the ground, losing his muffin. "No, not my muffin!" Kirby caught the muffin in his mouth and ate it.
"Poyo!" Grounder growled at Kirby.
"That's it!" He said. "You made me mad and I don't like it!" He charged towards Kirby. He was about to drill in his head when Kirby jumped out of the way, making Grounder go through the wall.
"Hey!" He tried to pull his hand out but it was stuck. "Scratch; it's stuck! I can't get it out!" Scratch sighed and went to him.
"Here!" He tried to pull him out but couldn't. "Hmmm, you're right. Pinky got you in there" He pulled and pulled, but no matter what, he couldn't get him out. Kirby went into a fighting position.
"POYO!" He then leaped in the air and kicked them in the butts. They screamed. He kept kicking them and they kept screaming.
Suddenly, bats flew out of the hole in the cave wall. The robots tried fanically to swat them away.
"LET'S RUN FOR IT!" Scratch yelled, running away. Grounder wheeled after him as fast as he could, leaving his drill arm behind, still lodged in the wall.
"RIGHT BEHIND YOU SCRATCH!" Grounder shouted. Kirby pumped the air.
"Poyo!"
Butch had Charmander cornered against a cave wall.
"N-Nice, rat." He said, nervously. "Nice, nice rat." Butch snarled, bearing his puppy-killing claws.
"Use your flamethrower, Char!" Grimer told Charmander.
"What Oh, yeah, right!" And with that, Charmander did a flamethrower attack. Butch dodged.
"Nah-nah!" He taunted. He ran and dodged as Charmander kept trying. "You can try, but you can't catch m…oof!" He then bumped into the cave wall.
"NOW, Char!" Grimer shouted. Charmander did another flamethrower…and burned the rat to a crisp. He fainted. Charmander cheered.
"I did it!; I really did it!"
Grimer did a thumbs up.
"Good one, Char!" Charmander then bowed to him.
"Why, thank you!" His eyes then widened.
"GRIMER, LOOK OUT!"
"Huh?" Before he could see who it was, Dr. Blowhole slammed into him. Grimer flew to the floor. He got up.
"Hey!" He said. "No fair; I wasn't ready yet!"
"Well, that isn't my problem." Dr. Blowhole said. "Now, is it?"
"No." Grimer then spat out his Sludge Bomb. Dr. Blowhole dodged. He laughed a nasally laugh.
"Ha!" Grimer kept on releasing his Sludge Bomb and Blowhole kept on dodging. "You can keep on trying and I just keep on dogd..." A Sludge Bomb splatted on Blowhole's face. Blowhole screamed as he fell back on the ground. He tried to wipe off the gunk with his flipper.
"Good one!" Charmander told his friend.
"Thank you!" Grimer responded. "It just goes to show that if you try many times, then eventually you might succeed!"
"Amen to that!" Grimer then plopped on Blowhole's chest. Blowhole looked at him.
"Get off my chest!" He demanded.
"I will, but first…" He looked at Charmander. "Do it, Char!"
"You got it!" Charmander spoke. And with that, he slapped the cave wall with his tail. Nothing happened. Blowhole and Grimer looked at the fire Pokémon.
"Uh, Char?" Grimer said. "Nothing happened."
"I can do this!" The fire Pokémon kept slapping his tail against the cave wall, still, nothing happened. Blowhole gave Grimer a wicked smile.
"Pathetic!" He said. He pushed the blob off and stood upright on his scooter. He was about to attack Grimer when…
"Got it!" Charmander chimed. Bats went out and flew towards Charmander. Charmander screamed and ran in front of Blowhole. The dolphin slammed his flipper down on the handlebar in frustration.
"Ugh! What're you doing? You're standing in my way!" Blowhole then noticed the bats coming towards him. He screamed and flew for his life to the exit of the cave. When Butch came to, he ran as well from the bats.
"Wimp!" Charmander observed.
"Norm," Anti Cosmo told the robot as he served them muffins. "Why don't you confront the plumber?"
"But I'm only here to serve you." Norm reminded the anti. Anti Cosmo looked at him.
"Are you questioning me?"
"No, no, I…"
"CONFRONT THE PLUMBER; THAT'S AN ORDER NORM! Do you want me to tell Dr. D you're refusing orders?" Norm stood up with a gasp.
"No, Dad will be furious with me and I can't let that happen!"
"Uh, right. So, DEFEAT HIM!" Norm saluted.
"I won't let you down, sir!" He put down his tray of muffins on the cave floor and walked towards Mario.
"For my papa," He started. "I will defeat you!"
"Well, I'm afraid you'll going to have to disappoint him." Mario told Norm. "Because I'm planning to win!"
"Oh yeah? We'll see about that!" He pointed his hand at the plumber and blasts shot out. Mario dodged each one. He then stopped. "Oh, you're good! But, can you dodge this?" He then spun his fists around in rapid motions; spinning towards Mario. Mario ran away from him. Norm them stopped, exhausted.
"Dang, you're good at dodging, aren't you?"
"You bet!" Mario answered.
"Well, unfortunately for you, I got one more trick up my sleeve."
"Really, what?" Mario got in his fighting position.
"This!" A hatch under his arm opened up and a little black metal hand appeared with a feather duster. It extended towards the plumber and started tickling him. Unable to control it, he rolled on the floor laughing.
"Tickle, tickle!" Norm said. "Tickle, tickle!" Mario just laughed and laughed.
"Now's your chance, Norm!" Anti Cosmo said to Norm. "Destroy him!"
"Right-o boss that's not my dad!" He stopped tickling and put the duster away. Mario stopped laughing and stood on his feet, waiting for what might be next.
Suddenly, before he could do anything more, he was suddenly still. His eyes got dimmer.
"What the?" Anti- Cosmo questioned. "Why is that Norm just standing there?" Perry walked up to the robot and tapped on Norm's metal chest, making clanking sounds. Anti Cosmo opened Norm's chest with his wand. "What is that squirrel doing?"
The cartoons then saw it. They knew why Norm wasn't attacking Mario any more; the squirrel was exhausted. Making tired noises, he stopped running and collapsed on the wheel. Anti-Cosmo growled and pounded his armrest.
"What do you think you're doing?! No sleeping on the job! Get to work!" The squirrel looked at the anti and shook his head. Anti Cosmo pounded the armrest again.
"You better do what I say or…"
"Daddy!" Foop piped up. He then whispered something to his father. Anti Cosmo listened and nodded. He sneered at the squirrel.
"I know what you need." He said, He poofed in an acorn. Immediately, the squirrel perked up and panted like a dog. Anti Cosmo made the acorn go back and forth. The squirrel followed it with his head, never taking its eyes off it.
"You want it?" Anti Cosmo taunted. "Then, run on that wheel." The squirrel nodded and hopped back on its wheel.
The furry animal was about to run on it when Perry suddenly tackled him with his foot. The squirrel fell off the wheel. It got up and looked at the platypus. Perry went into his fighting pose. The squirrel screamed and scattered out of the robot. Perry ran after him.
The squirrel looked back. Perry threateningly pointed to himself then to the squirrel. The squirrel screamed again and ran as fast as it could.
"Well," Anti-Cosmo started, getting out of his seat. "I guess I have to destroy you guys myself." He pointed his wand at them and shot out beams. Mario and friends dodged them all, making the anti frustrated.
"Son, wife!" He called to them. "Quit snacking on that popcorn and help!"
"You got it hubby!" Anti-Wanda got out of her chair.
"Coming father!" Foop said, getting out of his high chair and flying to his parents.
"We better get this over with." Anti-Wanda told her husband. "It's almost Foop's nap time." Foop rolled his eyes.
"Oh, mother!" He said.
"You got to sleep Foop." Anti-Wanda told her baby. "Otherwise you won't be able to dominate the world properly."
"Yes, mother!"
"Don't worry wife," Anti-Cosmo assured her. He sneered at the good cartoons. "This won't take long, now, GIVE THEM ALL YOU GOT!" The three antis then raised their wands/bottle and zapped beams out of them. The good cartoons dodged them all. Mario looked at Kirby.
"Kirby, get those wands and Foop's bottle away from them. I'll go get the gems!" Kirby nodded and began sucking. The Antis held onto their wands and bottle as best as they could along with not getting caught in the mighty winds themselves! Mario went to get the gems.
"Whatever you do," Anti-Cosmo said to his son and spouse. "Don't let him take your wand and bottle; be strong!"
"I can't father!" Foop said. "That gust of wind is too powerful; I'm losing my grip!" He then let go of his bottle. It blew towards Kirby. "NO; my magic bottle!"
"Don't be weak, wife!" Anti-Cosmo spoke to her. Anti-Wanda nodded.
"I'll try." She said. She then lost her wand. "Oops!"
Anti-Cosmo held a firm grip on his wand. He wasn't about to let Kirby's sucking power take it away like it did with his wife and son. He gave out a wicked laugh.
"You'll never suck up my wan…OWCH!" He rubbed his head where Perry had kicked him. He sneered at him. "Why you!" He then noticed his wand wasn't in his hand anymore. "My wand; NO!" He looked at Kirby, who had stopped his sucking power and tried to catch his breath. The wands and bottle laid down in front of him. "Give those back; we need those!"
"And we need these!" Mario spoke who had all the gems. Anti-Cosmo growled.
"Hey, AC!" Grimer spoke to him. "Think fast!" And with that, he spat his slimy goo on him. Anti-Cosmo screamed and covered his eyes. "MY EYES!"
"I'll avenge you, father!" Foop said, glaring at the good cartoons.
"We'll get them!" Anti-Wanda said. Before they could get them, Grimer quickly spat his slimy goo in their eyes. They screamed and tried to get the goo out. Charmander tackled them both to the ground.
"Quick!" Mario ordered, throwing the Ruby to Perry and the Opal to Kirby. "Before they can see again; put the gems on the pedestals!" Both Perry and Kirby nodded and put their gems on the pedestals. Mario was about to place the Sapphire on his pedestal when someone grabbed his ankles. Mario looked down to see who it was; it was Anti-Cosmo.
"You can never win, plumber."
"Oh, I think we can." And with that, Mario lifted his foot from Anti-Cosmo's grasp and put the last gem on the pedestal. "YES!" Mario then ran to his friends. They all held hands. Mario looked at all the gems. They all closed their eyes.
"We wish for all our shows to go back to the way they were before." They then opened their eyes.
Anti-Cosmo was about to grab the Sapphire when it suddenly glowed, along with the other two. They then hovered in the air and beams shot out of them. The beams then stopped and they returned to the pedestals. They stopped glowing.
"Did it work?" Charmander questioned.
"I don't know." Mario admitted. "Call Professor Frankly. Tell him what happened and ask him what to do next. Charmander nodded and called the old Goomba.
Foop was about to get the wands and his bottle when Kirby took them all. Foop looked at him and gave him a fake smile.
"Nice, nice, pinky. Just give me those wands and my battle and I promise not to hurt you."
"What a liar!" Grimer put in.
"SHUT UP!" Foop shouted. He turned to Kirby again and smiled. "Please?" Kirby shook his head.
"GIVE ME THOSE!" He was about to grab them when the star warrior threw them to where they entered. The antis flew towards them. The portal then appeared.
"Hurry!" Mario said. The good cartoons leapt into the portal. The antis, who had just gotten their magic back, were about to blast them when the portal disappeared.
"Blast!" Anti-Cosmo cursed. The three antis then looked at the three unsupervised gems, just sitting on their pedestals. Anti-Cosmo looked at his wife with a wicked smile.
"You're thinking what I'm thinking?" He spoke to her.
"Uh, that we failed miserably because we are da villains?" Anti Wanda guessed.
"No! Look, the three gems are right there, unsupervised, ready for grabs!"
"Foolish heroes!" Foop said. "Thinking there're so smart when they just left the gems out in the open like that."
"Foolish is right, son." Anti-Cosmo agreed.
They were about to take the gems when Jorgen Von Strangle suddenly poofed in. He grabbed them all with one arm.
"Oh, no you don't!" He said. "You three are going back to jail!"
"DAARN YOU GOOD CARTOOONNNSSSSSS!" Anti-Cosmo cried as they all poofed to Fairy World.
"That's it!" Sonic declared at the party. "I can't wait another minute; they need my help!"
"But…" Prof. Frankly started to say but Sonic didn't hear the rest, for he stormed out the doors. "They succeeded and coming back here." He sighed. "Oh well, an old Goomba like me will never outrun that hedgehog."
"I don't think anyone can!" Timmy put in.
"I'll go get him!" Tails offered. He flew to the doors.
"Me too." Stitch said and went after Tails.
"Where are you going, Stitch?" Yuna asked and followed him.
"Where they goimgs?" Pichu wanted to know and scurried after them.
"Pichu!" Stinger called and went after his companion.
Outside, some cartoons were playing. Stitch, Yuna and Sonic had just gotten there when the portal appeared and out stepped Mario, Perry, Kirby, Grimer and Charmander.
"PERRY!" Shouted an excited Phineas and Ferb when they saw him. Perry quickly took off his fedora and hid it. He chattered as his boys hugged him. Tiff and Tuff ran outside to hug Kirby and Luigi ran to welcome his brother home.
"Did you succeeds?" Pichu asked.
"Because if you need help, I can do it!" Sonic offered. Grimer shook his head.
"No need! We succeeded in what we needed to do. In a few weeks, our shows will return to normal.
"Oh, so I just ran out here for nothing?"
"Looks like it." Sonic kicked the dirt in frustration.
"Darn it; I really wanted to help." Tails comforted the sad blue hedgehog by patting him on the back.
"Wunderbar!" Klaus said, scooting up to them in his cup. "You're back!" He, Steve and Roger had just come from their game of tennis, along with other cartoons.
"Poof!" The fairy baby added.
"Yes, splendid work!" Prof. Franky added. "Because of you, all of our TV shows will go to the way they were before."
"It seemed like you were gone for six months." Mabel said.
"It does feel like that, doesn't it?" Prof. E. Gadd agreed. "It feels like a lot had happened like Twilight becoming princess and earning her wings, Discord becoming friendly, Bowser, Eggman and Sonic appearing in a movie, Plankton getting a pet Amoeba, Timmy getting a magic dog, Jeff being abducted by aliens no thanks to Roger and so much more."
"Please, don't remind me about Jeff." Said Hayley, trying not to cry. Everyone glared at Roger.
"What?" Asked the alien, shrugging. "I couldn't go. The show needs me. I'm like the comedy gold mine! Without me, it's good as dead."
"And now," Prof. Frankly said. "Before I forget because I'm old, a moment of silence for the fans that we have lost due to the villains taking over our shows." Everyone was then silent and looked down at the ground. The cartoons with hats on removed them with respect.
"And now, three cheers for the sponge that started it all!" Said Frankly after the moment of silence.
"Dom'ts you meams the mouse that starteds it all?" Pichu questioned.
"Nope!" Pichu was disappointed.
"Shouldn't we do this inside with the other cartoons?" Tuff wanted to know. Everyone, ignoring him, then looked at SpongeBob. He looked at the sponge as well.
"HIP-HIP HOORAY!" They cheered. "HIP-HIP HOORAY! HIP-HIP-HOORAY!" SpongeBob blushed.
Just then, a phone booth materialized behind the bushes.
"What the?" Dipper asked, putting his hat back on. "Why did a phone booth just materialized from out of nowhere?" He and the other cartoons went to see what was going on, except Steve.
"Oh no!" He said. "I'm not going to let a phone booth try to kill me this time; I'm going to stay right here!"
"Okay," Roger said. "Suit yourself." He followed the others.
The phone booth just opened and the cartoons gasped. Out stepped a blonde humanoid alien with glasses and a bowler hat, followed by a scrawny man with black hair. The second man looked scared.
"Where are we, Dr. Why?" He asked with a whiny voice.
"I don't know, Kevin." Dr. Why said, comforting his partner. "But we certainly not on Rickorax." When Kevin saw Roger and Stitch, his eyes bulged out and screamed.
"ALIENS!"
"That's right." Roger said. "We're aliens, what are you going to do about it?"
"Shoota!" Stitch said with a growl. Kevin screamed again and fainted. Dr. Why bent down, put on a Latex safety glove, grabbed a waffle from his bag and brandished it in front of his face. He looked at them.
"Sorry about him." He told Prof. Frankly. "He's always like this."
"That's quite alright." The elderly Goomba told him. A thought then occurred to him. "Say, we'll throwing a party celebrating our author's 100th story, would you and your waffle obsessed friend care to join us? I know you aren't cartoons, but we'll make an exception just this once." Kevin smelled the waffle and came to.
"WAFFLE!" He cried, sitting up. He grabbed it with glee and gobbled it down excitedly. He looked at Dr. Why and spoke with his mouth full. "Can we, Dr. Why?" Dr. Why stood up, bringing Kevin up with him by the arm.
"Wish we could," He said. "But we got to go to the planet Rickorax to stop the
crime lord Glorbishnof from releasing a virus to kill the crops if the people don't pay his ransom demands." Prof. Frankly looked disappointed.
"Oh, okay, I see. We'll let you two be on your way then."
"Uh," Dipper started. "Not that it's any of our business or anything, but how did a phone booth appear with you two? It just materialized out of nowhere." Dr. Why looked at the 'phone booth' then back to him.
"Oh, this isn't a phone booth. This is a time machine."
"Oh!" Mable said. "Then that's make perfect sense; carry on then!"
"Right!" So he and Kevin went back to the time machine. Dr. Why waved at them. "Good luck at your party!"
"ALIENS!" Said a whiny scared Kevin as they materialized away.
"Well, that was weird." Prof. E. Gadd concluded. "Okay everyone! Back to the party!" He and the other cartoons left the bushes.
"Hey Rog," Klaus spoke. "Should we tell Steve that wasn't a 'phone booth that kills', and tell him it was just a time machine?"
"No." Roger told him. "Let his imagination run wild. This could be fun."
A few weeks later, all cartoons shows went back to normal, with good triumphing over evil as it should always and for generations to come.
