Carl (happily): Wow, it sure was convenient the way we mysteriously regrouped back there.
Sheen: I'll say!
Jimmy (he grins): Yup, that well-planned strategy was brilliant, if I do say so myself.
(Goddard barks in agreement. The group stops running as Jimmy halts to look at his watch.)
Jimmy: Perfect! Only two minutes until we can go back home.
Cindy (she looks to Carl): You sure we lost that future girl?
Carl: Yeah, we definitely lost her.
(A deafening bang is heard. The kids turn to see Future Girl Tabessa, her gun drawn, pointing it to the ceiling, an angry scowl on her face.
Tabessa: Knock, knock..
(Everyone looks at Carl with an accusing glare. He scratches the back of his head in uneasy recollection.)
Carl (guiltily): Oh, wait, maybe she was behind us after all.
Cindy: Great, after all that, we're all going to die. Marvelous.
Sheen: Come on, don't be so pessimistic. (He puts a hand to his mouth as he shouts to the ceiling.) Can we get another intermission over here?
(CUT To the Auditorium. Bolbi, with mounds of bloody tissue plugging up his nose, is balancing a large beach ball on a spinning parasol. Cheerful classical music plays in the background.)
Tabessa's Voice: Enough! That scheme won't save you twice!
(We CUT back to the Future. Tabessa aims her gun at the group.)
Tabessa: You're going down!
Libby (in angry reason): What is wrong with you? Look, we understand that Sheen unknowingly distorted the future, we were skeptical at first, but we now realize the truth. Just let us go and we'll destroy his invention, you don't need to solve problems by shooting people. We all want the same goal you do, we wish to save the future too.
Tabessa: Ha! Why save the future when its fine the way it is?
Carl (in angry surprise): What? What are you talking about?
Jimmy (huh?): I thought you wanted to prevent the Earth from being taken over by the robots?
Tabessa: Stupid past-lings! I have since recently changed my decision, during my rudely crashed party, to allow the robotic tyranny to go forward. I have come to realize that I would greatly miss hunting and destroying my metal oppressors way too much should the boring path of peace be chosen.
Cindy: You're freaking crazy!
Tabessa: You see, I have recently concluded my theory. Even though I have brought the true inventor into my present, my world still exists, despite his physical presence being here. Thus, someone else back in the past was the one who marketed the Ultra Relief to the masses. The chaotic fate of the world is still unchanged.
Sheen: Now hold up just a minute, here! (A dramatic second ticks by. He points an accusing finger at Tabessa.) How did you get so smart all of a sudden? You're stupid!
Tabessa: It's time to end this!
(Tabessa puts pressure onto the trigger, close to firing. Goddard barks and shoots her with a laser beam from his eyes, it hits her in the left shoulder, blasting away her huge spiked shoulder plate, a patch of smoking black cloth now in its place. She falls onto her backside from the force of the unforeseen attack.)
Sheen (impressed): Awesome! I totally didn't see that comin'!
Jimmy: Goddard!
(A loud beeping is heard as Jimmy looks at his watch. A blinking 100 glows dimly. He is now finally able to upload a portal to the present.)
Jimmy: Everyone, hurry!
(Jimmy taps a button on his watch. A pink portal shimmers before them, humming softly. Future girl Tabessa's eyes blaze angrily as she gets to her feet.)
Tabessa: You won't get away! Not any of you!
(Goddard hops protectively in front of Jimmy and co., head lowered and growling menacingly. Jimmy watches anxiously. Tabessa begins to deposit more ammo into her gun.)
Tabessa: Stupid cur, I'll make shrapnel out of you.
Jimmy: Goddard...
(Cindy grabs Jimmy's hand. A warm reassuring look on her face.)
Cindy: Let him do this Jimmy.
Jimmy: What..?
Libby: Yeah, I'm thinking Goddard has a score to settle with her. Let him handle this.
Jimmy: But..
Cindy: Come on, I'm sure he'll be fine. His digital link will allow him to come back. You said so yourself.
(Jimmy broods this over with uncertainty.)
Jimmy: Okay, everyone, get moving.
(Sheen leaps into the portal, followed by Carl, then Libby (who gives future girl a very offensive gesture; guess which one!). Cindy waits for Jimmy as he looks reluctantly to his dog.)
Jimmy: You come right home when you can, you hear me?
(Goddard nods, not turning away from Tabessa. Jimmy and Cindy then leap into the portal together, a second or two passes when it finally closes. Tabessa curls her lips into a wicked smile, she cracks her neck from side to side to loosen up for battle, her gun still in her right hand.)
Tabessa: So the puppy-dog finally wants to dance. Heh, all right, I love to dance. (her voice loadens) Come on metal mutt, come on over here an' let's dance!
(In a blur of speed she tears off three spikes from her remaining shoulder plate and throws them with deadly aim toward Goddard. He opens his mouth to issue out a sonic pulse of sound, two of the spikes pop like bubbles while the other clatters to the floor.)
Tabessa (in cruel delight): Good-bye!
(She fires a shot. The scene then proceeds to go into slow motion. Goddard elongates his neck, barreling toward future girl as the bullet whizs past his muzzle, missing him by a mere millimeter. He headbutts Tabessa in the chest, she "Whorfs!" as she is knocked down, her gun flies from her hand, spinning multiple times before finally falling to the ground.)
Tabessa (in a funny sounding slow motion voice): No!
(The scene returns to its regular clock speed as Goddard darts toward the gun. One of Tabessa's huge army boots quickly stomps on it with a terrible crunch.)
Tabessa: Ha! Too slow!
(Goddard looks up at Tabessa in amused calm. Her hand resting on the remaining spike leftover on her left shoulder plate, prepared to throw it if necessary.
Tabessa: Now back off!
(Goddard takes a step backward, continuing to look at her in a composed manner. She flashes a confident leer.)
Tabessa: Yeah, you better walk away. Finally figured it out that ye' can't beat me, huh?
(Goddard continues to stare at her with amusement, he even begins to wag his tail.)
Tabessa (over confidant): Heh, stupid robot. (She removes her foot from her gun.) Thought it could take on one of the greatest shoo- OH MY GOD!
(Tabessa's gun is now in a huge mess of broken pieces, what with being stepped on by a very angry future girl with big army boots. She drops to her knees in dramatic grief, a hand covering the bits and pieces of her treasured weapon.)
Tabessa: No, no. My baby. Oh God, it shouldn't of ended this way..
(Goddard sees this as his chance to depart. A whirring click is heard as he activates Travel Mode. A pink portal appears before him, he bounds into it happily. Tabessa watches this in stunned disbelief. She begins to shake violently with rage.)
Tabessa (fury!): I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU!
(She takes off toward the portal, jumping into it in her blind fury. Just in time before it winks from existence.)
(CUT To The Present - Jimmy's Lab. Tabessa collapses out of the Chrono-Arch. She giggles evilly as she gets to her hands and knees.)
Tabessa: The fools won't know what hit 'em, they'll be sorry they ever-
(Tabessa suddenly shuts up as she notices Jimmy and co. in front of her. Jimmy aims his watch, Goddard readies his Particle Beam, Cindy cracks her knuckles threateningly, Carl wields a large garden spade, and Sheen and Libby are armed with tire irons. Hilarious silence lingers as she assesses the situation. She's outnumbered.)
Tabessa: Oh, damn...
(CUE Rotating Atom.)
(Still in Jimmy's Lab - Future girl Tabessa's hands and ankles are shackled as she sits sullenly on Jimmy's playground carousel. A nasty bruise marks her right eye. The Neutron gang discuss their next motive.)
Carl: So, what do we do now?
Cindy: I think it's obvious, we got to destroy Sheen's invention, that way lame future girl can leave us alone for good. Plus, spare the world of a robot governed wasteland.
Sheen (trying to reason): Hey, whoa, hold on a minute. There's gotta be a way around this. I'm sure Jimmy or myself can figure out some way to send our repulsive by-products somewhere that won't put the world in jeopardy.
Jimmy (tiredly): Sheen! Forget it!
Sheen: What? Come on!
(Libby puts a comforting hand on his shoulder.)
Libby: Sorry Sheen, I'm putting my foot down, no dooming the human race with advanced waste disposal devices.
Sheen (reluctantly): Okay, okay, fine. It's still at my house. I hid it under the sink in my bathroom.
Jimmy (?): Why would you hide it?
Sheen: Hey, I was kind of paranoid when I was starting to believe that future girl was from a big conglomerate that wanted to steal it away from me. Kinda' like those action figure imps that always try to take my Ultra Lord collection. (He shakes a fist with ferocity.) Man, I hate those frickin' things!
Carl (indicating future girl): Should we bring her?
Jimmy: Might as well. I am not leaving her alone in my lab.
(Tabessa rises to her feet and approaches the group in slow shuffling steps. Goddard watches her carefully.)
Tabessa: I must commend you on your performances, begrudgingly of course, but I want you to tell me something. Who built this structure full of blinking lights and mechanical wonders?
Jimmy: Uh, I just said it was mine. I did all of this on my own.
Tabessa (unbelieving): Come now, surely a bunch of scientists from my present went back in the past to reside in a more docile environment. The wimps...
Jimmy (irked): What? Of course not! Nobody from the future built this!
Tabessa (she scoffs arrogantly): No way is this stuff from your pathetic present. The creators of this place must have gone back in time, like I did. (She looks around the lab.) Something this cool.
Jimmy (in annoyed frustration): Guh! No they didn't! You one-dimensional character, you!
Cindy (she laughs): Zing!
Tabessa (smirking): Psh, the scholastic disparity between the past and the future is laughable. It seems I have to take it upon myself to educate you past-lings with the brilliant knowledge I acquired when I attended the academy.
Sheen (he looks to Jimmy): Hey, how come she didn't get mad? (He calls out toward Tabessa.) Ugly! Stinky! Doorknob!
Tabessa (not shutting up): 'Course I only attended the place for a month, but I bet that's probably more education you guys will ever be blessed with.
Libby: She's not too bright, is she?
Cindy (unimpressed): Yeah, talk about your deaf and dumb company.
Carl: It makes a person want to wish for early death.
Sheen: Stupid! Dog breath! Monkey! Dork!
(CUE Rotating Atom.)
(CUT To INT Shot - Sheen's bathroom. Jimmy rummages through cleaners and toilet paper to find Sheen's invention. The camera ZOOMS out to show the gang, plus future girl Tabessa, crowded in the bathroom. Sheen is still going on with the insults directed at Tabessa as she continues to yammer.)
Sheen: Lunatic! Poop eater! Crazy!
Tabessa: ..and that was when the teacher brought up a surprising fact about how most foods from Australia are crammed with toxins.
Sheen: Demented! Moronic! Puke guzzler! Genetically aberrant!
(Tabessa finally catches on with the insults; she grabs Sheen's shirt with enraged strength. Her shackles clink and rattle as she does this. Sheen stares at her with bored defiance, no longer intimidated by her at all.)
Tabessa (miffed): You horrid boy, what are you saying to me?
Sheen: 'Bout time you finally noticed! You sure like to talk, don't you?
Libby: Come on Sheen, I think you should do the honors. It is your invention after all.
(Sheen removes Tabessa's hands from his shirt. Dusting his chest off in a pompous manner before giving her a dirty look. He walks to Jimmy, who offers the Ultra Relief to him jovially.)
Jimmy: Now, things will get back to normal. (He pauses.) At least until our next crazy adventure.
Carl (fidgety with excitement): I already can't wait!
Tabessa: Wait! Think of what you are doing! It will be likely that I will be erased from existence should you destroy it!
Cindy (mockingly): Um, hello? That's one of the reasons we're doing this.
Carl: Mostly to prevent the cruel reign of those killer robots, though.
Tabessa: Primitive past-lings! You'll pay for this!
Jimmy (he nods to Sheen): Anytime now Sheen.
Tabessa (she grits her teeth angrily): Fine! Go ahead! But remember this, wherever there may be a loose plot hole to access, or fourth wall to shatter, I will return and punish all of you past-ling brats!
Cindy (sarcasm!): Yeah, like this show really needs more characters.
Tabessa: Appreciate what time you have left; for my revenge begins with all of you!
Jimmy (apathetic): Yeah, yeah, take a number.
(Tabessa begins to laugh with maniacal obnoxiousness. Everyone narrows their eyes in annoyed boredom, Goddard yawns tiredly.)
Libby: Just smash that thing already, anything to shut her up.
Sheen: Gladly.
(Sheen throws his Ultra Relief hard onto the floor. It shatters in a flurry of fragments. Tabessa, still laughing like an idiot, explodes in green light. White specks of matter burst in a pretty manner as she disappears from their reality.)
Cindy (relieved): Finally. Now we can all go home and try to forget this whole retarded experience.
Carl: Yeah. (He touches his dyed hair.) Hopefully the verbal abuse from my parents, once they see I have become a sullen youth, will cloud any memory of this awful storyline.
(CUE Rotating Atom.)