"Is he breathing?"

"His eyes are flickering…"

"Is he okay?"

"Wait, his eyes are opening!"

"Is he coming?"

"Yeah, here he comes."

"Chaz, can you hear me?"

"You all good, Chaz?"

"Welcome back, pal!"

It was a dark, rainy night. Chaz McFreely, backup guitarist for rock band Iron Titan, was lying on the ground on the side of the road, surrounded by his best friends and fellow bandmates, and he groggily opened his eyes as he woke up.

"…Oh, God, what happened?" he groaned as he was helped to sit up by bassist Goth Boy and fellow backup guitarist Travis Scott. He took a moment to look at his surroundings.

"Why are we on the side of the road?" he asked. He then turned his head to face lead guitarist Pauly D the Mummy. "Why do you have an iguana?" he asked before turning to lead singer Mel the Mummy. "Why do you have a baby?" He then turned to face drummer Buddy, who had on some…interesting attire, and he incredulously asked, "Why are you a pickle?"

"Because I don't have the legs to pull off an apple costume! Thanks for hitting that sore spot!" Buddy answered, crossing his arms and huffing.

"You got knocked out," Pauly D told Chaz. "You must not remember any of it. We were just getting ready to leave for our big concert…

Flashback to earlier that day…

The guys sans Pauly were in a huddle in Pauly's garage before screaming, "Ready? BREAK!" and getting into a football formation.

"READY! SET!" Buddy yelled as Pauly walked into the garage. "BLUE 99! BLUE 99! BLUE 99! BLUE 99! BLUE NINETY-NI-" He was cut off by Mel, who kicked his shin from behind him, causing him to squeak out "HIKE!"

Chaz then snapped the ball to Buddy, while Mel ran across the garage. Buddy threw the ball to him, and Mel promptly turned around and threw it into the small basketball hoop hanging on the wall.

"TOUCH-dunk!" cheered Travis, the other guys soon joining in, high-fiving each other as Buddy turned to face Pauly D.

"What do you think of our new game?" he asked. "We combined football and basketball, and we call it…FOOTBALL! …Wait." A short pause followed before Mel spoke up.

"No, I told you jackasses if we're gonna combine basketball and football, we should call it…BASKETBALL!" he said. "…Wait." Another short pause came, then Pauly D spoke up.

"Hey, hey, hey, why don't you combine way too much free time with a bunch of dumb ideas, and call it…this?" he said, motioning to his friends with that last word. This earned a laugh from the other guys before they realized what he was saying and quickly stopped. Goth Boy then walked over to Pauly D, who had gone to the mini-fridge to get some drinks.

"HEY! I am so excited for our show tonight, little man!" Goth Boy exclaimed, tossing Mel, Chaz, Travis, and Buddy their drinks.

"Oh, tell me about it," Pauly replied. "I mean, I cannot believe we get to play in the same festival as Tool and Metallica!"

"Hey, I bet they're saying the same thing about playing with us after they finish THEIR game of Foot-Basket!" Goth Boy added. A short pause followed before they all just realized what he said and started collectively losing their minds. "D-Did I just think of something?!" Goth Boy exclaimed, starting to laugh eagerly.

"Hey, guys, we should get going though," Pauly told them. "Concert starts in three hours, and it's a LONG-ass drive."

"Yeah, sure, Pauly," Mel said. "We'll get on the road just as soon as we do our pre-concert ritual."

Goth Boy, Chaz, Travis, and Buddy gave a "Yeah!" while Pauly looked confused.

"Hold up, pre-concert ritual?" he asked. "I've never seen you guys do a pre-concert ritual."

"Well, we don't do it very often," Mel explained. "It's a very serious and formal ritual that demands the utmost respect."

Cut to half an hour later in the living room…

"So why the ridiculous costumes?" Pauly asked. All six members of Iron Titan were all dressed in, well, ridiculous costumes.

"This ritual is based on an ancient tribal custom," Mel explained, "where you dress like an animal to capture its energy."

"A pickle is not an animal," Pauly said, glaring at Mel while pointing at Buddy. Pauly was dressed as a moose, Mel was a crab, Goth Boy, Chaz and Travis were bears, and Buddy was a pickle.

"Uh, then why does it have arms and legs?" the ever-clueless Buddy asked, wiggling his fingers before playfully booping Pauly's face.

"Okay!" Pauly said, immediately wanting to wrap this up. "This has been a great ritual. We'll definitely have a good show now. Let's hit the road!"

"Not yet!" Mel said. "Now we must align the cosmic forces! Buddy…turn day to night."

Buddy ran off, turned off the lights, and ran back to the band as they surrounded the coffee table.

"Chaz…" said Mel, "unleash the wind."

"Guys, I can't just do it on command!" Chaz said, grinning. "I mean, I need at least a little bit of-" Just then, he let out a loud fart, to which he said a quick "Hello!"

"Pauly," Mel said, grabbing a bottle of air freshener from the table and handing it to his fellow mummy, "bring forth the rain." Pauly sighed, and he pointed the bottle up and began to spray it around, the others chuckling and moving their arms around as they took in the scent.

"Quickly, hands together, it is upon us!" Mel exclaimed, and they all quickly did so.

"GoooooooooOOOOOOO TITANS!" they all cheered. The others congratulated and complimented each other, while Pauly looked at his friends in disbelief.

"That was it?" he questioned. "'Go Titans'? Couldn't we have done that without the costumes?"

"Huh," Mel replied. "I guess we could've. Never really occurred to me before. And now that I think about it, all this cosmic element nonsense is such a time-waster." He then leaned back on the couch and said, "Well, at least we weren't in a hurry."

"WE ARE IN A FUCKING HURRY!" Pauly shouted. "We have to get to the concert!"

"Well, you really should have mentioned that before I insisted on doing this ridiculous ritual!" Mel shouted back. Realization hit him just seconds later. "…Wait." Pauly rolled his eyes and glared at Mel.

Flash forward back to the present…

"Now I know why you're in a pickle costume!" Chaz said, pointing at Buddy. "But wait, that still doesn't explain the iguana, or the baby, or why my damn head hurts…"

"Oh, your head hurts cause you keep banging it with that vase that's stuck on your hand," Pauly was quick to explain.

"I don't have a vase stuck on my – Yo, I totally do!" Chaz said, raising his right arm to reveal the silver vase that was indeed stuck on his hand. "Duh!"

Chaz then hit his head with his right hand – the one with the vase stuck on it – and let out a small "Oh boy…" before falling back to the ground unconscious, at which Pauly facepalmed.

TheDemon166 Presents: Adventures of the Party Town Rock Squad

Episode: What Happened?