CHAPTER 9: The Agnoy Of Delete
*After being deleted from existence, Globox and the four Teensies find themselves floating in a field of black*
Globox: This is boring.
Teensie 1: Stupid Murfy! We should have just broken the screen and crawled out.
Grand Minimus: Okay. Are we dead or something?
Globox: There's absolutely nothing here!
Teensie 2: Hey guys, do you notice that weird light coming towards us?
*cue cheesy bass drum solo*
Globox: It's getting closer! And closer! And closer! AND CLOSER!
Light: Yes, I'm getting closer!
Everyone: CLOSER AND CLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSEEEEEERRRRRRR!!!
Teensie 3: I knew this was going to happen.
*The light engulfs the five and they emerge in a floating room full of psychedelic colors*
Globox: So here I was, in a strange world, after the blue screen, comes a new challenge.
Teensie 1: Ha ha ha ha hahahahahaha!
Teensie 2: With a bunch of you fools, you got us into this mess, now think hard, where's an e-mail address!
Everyone but Teensie 2: An e-mail address?
*The drum solo stops. The background turns into a bunch of flying envelopes*
Background: You've got mail! You-you've got mail! You've you-you-you-you- you've got mail!
Globox: Stupid AOL ripoffs!
*One envelope flies closer and eats the five*
Envelope: Yum.
Globox: Where are we?
Teensie 1: Hard to tell.
Grand Minimus: If we could only get into another computer, we might be saved.
???: You want an e-mail address?
Teensie 2: Huh? Who said that?
???: It was us, the ones and zeros! The bits of the bits!
*A whole bunch of 1s and 0s come out*
1s: We can get you out!
0s: But it won't be easy.
1s: We'll visit the Motherboard.
0s: But she won't be happy!
Teensie 3: Who is this Motherboard that you speak of?
1s and 0s: Who is the Motherboard? You didn't know?
Globox: Is she an all-powerful being which can restore us to our former selves?
1s: Not a being, dumbell!
0s: She's a machine, bonehead.
???: Heh heh heh, I'm hungry!
1s and 0s: Oh no! A computer virus!
*A large virus comes*
Virus: Crunchy! I need filling! First the bits, then the board!
Globox: STOP!
Grand Minimus: You can't harm them.
Virus: And who are you?
Teensie 1: We got deleted!
Virus: Really? AND I LOVE RECYCLE BIN TRASH, TOO!
*The virus chases Globox and the Teensies around the room, but gets obstructed*
Virus: Who are you?
Antivirus: I am an antivirus program! I will rub you out like the bug you are!
*The Virus and Antivirus start fighting*
Globox: Psst! Bits! How do we escape?
1s and 0s: Look behind you!
*Globox turns his head and sees a gigantic door with EXIT written in huge letters*
Teensie 3: How did we miss that?
Grand Minimus: We must have just plain not seen it.
*Globox and the Teensies run through the exit, only to reappear in a reenactment of the original Rayman 1*
Globox: What? Where the heck are we?
Teensie 1: And why did my limbs just disappear?
Teensie 3: I'm in 2D?
Grand Minimus: This looks like a situation only the great Polokus can solve. Let me contact him.
*Grand Minimus tries to contact Polokus via telepathy, but he starts screaming, gets thrown back and crashes into a rock*
Teensie 2: What happened?
Grand Minimus: "Sorry, the number you have tried to contact is unavailable, please try again in four years". Strange, I can't contact him. The psychic shock proably sent me hurling into this rock.
Globox: Hey guys, doesn't that look like Rayman?
Teensie 2: Huh? Hey, it does!
Globox: Hey, Rayman! Good to see you're up and running again!
Rayman: Huh? Who are you guys?
Grand Minimus: Why, it's Globox and the Teensies!
Rayman: Globox? Teensies? Sorry, never heard of ya!
Globox: Come on Rayman, I know you're joking. Maybe this will refresh your memory!
*Globox slaps Rayman across the face. Rayman hiccups, then splits into a bunch of Electoons and flies into the sky*
Teensie 2: What the?
*Meanwhile, the player outside the computer stares in surpsise*
Player: Huh? Who are these guys? There's nothing in the manual about a big blue hippo and four small white midgets! I better tell Ubisoft about this!
Globox: Oh man! If Ubisoft finds out about this, our creator will change his ideas and we'll never exist!
Teensie 3: We gotta get out of here and back to the present!
*Globox and the Teensies start banging on the monitor, which catches the player's eye as he's dialing Ubisoft's number*
Player: Oh! I must have a virus! Time to go Ctrl-Alt-Delete with you!
All inside the computer: Oh no! Not again!
*The buttons are pressed. Globox and the Teensies are spat out back into cyberspace*
Teensie 2: Look! Another exit door!
Globox: It must be the way out!
*The five go through the door only to emerge in a game of Worms 2*
Teensie 3: This doesn't look good.
*Several hours later, the five got blasted in Worms 2, thrown off a cliff in Lemmings, torched in Diablo, shocked in JetPack, impaled in Half-Life and used for a bet in a casino website*
Globox: Man, I look like a wreck! Uglette will kill me when we get back!
Teensie 1: That's IF we get back.
Teensie 3: I'm cracking up! I'm sick of getting pounded in some game then getting Ctrl-Alt-Deleted afterwards!
Grand Minimus: I'm going insane!
Globox: Oh look, another exit sign! This might be our lucky day!
Teensie 2: Oh no, I'm not going to get crashed again. Let me try this.
*Teensie 2 takes out a pen and writes "To Rayman 4: Baddies Unite, Chapter 10"*
Teensie 2: Let's hope this works.
Globox: When I get back, Murfy is so going to get it.
*The five enter the door*
Grand Minimus: What happens if we don't get back?
Teensie 1: Then we stay in cyberspace and rule all the computers in the universe, what else?
Globox: Sounds like a plan. Hey, I see light!
TO BE CONTINUED
*After being deleted from existence, Globox and the four Teensies find themselves floating in a field of black*
Globox: This is boring.
Teensie 1: Stupid Murfy! We should have just broken the screen and crawled out.
Grand Minimus: Okay. Are we dead or something?
Globox: There's absolutely nothing here!
Teensie 2: Hey guys, do you notice that weird light coming towards us?
*cue cheesy bass drum solo*
Globox: It's getting closer! And closer! And closer! AND CLOSER!
Light: Yes, I'm getting closer!
Everyone: CLOSER AND CLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSEEEEEERRRRRRR!!!
Teensie 3: I knew this was going to happen.
*The light engulfs the five and they emerge in a floating room full of psychedelic colors*
Globox: So here I was, in a strange world, after the blue screen, comes a new challenge.
Teensie 1: Ha ha ha ha hahahahahaha!
Teensie 2: With a bunch of you fools, you got us into this mess, now think hard, where's an e-mail address!
Everyone but Teensie 2: An e-mail address?
*The drum solo stops. The background turns into a bunch of flying envelopes*
Background: You've got mail! You-you've got mail! You've you-you-you-you- you've got mail!
Globox: Stupid AOL ripoffs!
*One envelope flies closer and eats the five*
Envelope: Yum.
Globox: Where are we?
Teensie 1: Hard to tell.
Grand Minimus: If we could only get into another computer, we might be saved.
???: You want an e-mail address?
Teensie 2: Huh? Who said that?
???: It was us, the ones and zeros! The bits of the bits!
*A whole bunch of 1s and 0s come out*
1s: We can get you out!
0s: But it won't be easy.
1s: We'll visit the Motherboard.
0s: But she won't be happy!
Teensie 3: Who is this Motherboard that you speak of?
1s and 0s: Who is the Motherboard? You didn't know?
Globox: Is she an all-powerful being which can restore us to our former selves?
1s: Not a being, dumbell!
0s: She's a machine, bonehead.
???: Heh heh heh, I'm hungry!
1s and 0s: Oh no! A computer virus!
*A large virus comes*
Virus: Crunchy! I need filling! First the bits, then the board!
Globox: STOP!
Grand Minimus: You can't harm them.
Virus: And who are you?
Teensie 1: We got deleted!
Virus: Really? AND I LOVE RECYCLE BIN TRASH, TOO!
*The virus chases Globox and the Teensies around the room, but gets obstructed*
Virus: Who are you?
Antivirus: I am an antivirus program! I will rub you out like the bug you are!
*The Virus and Antivirus start fighting*
Globox: Psst! Bits! How do we escape?
1s and 0s: Look behind you!
*Globox turns his head and sees a gigantic door with EXIT written in huge letters*
Teensie 3: How did we miss that?
Grand Minimus: We must have just plain not seen it.
*Globox and the Teensies run through the exit, only to reappear in a reenactment of the original Rayman 1*
Globox: What? Where the heck are we?
Teensie 1: And why did my limbs just disappear?
Teensie 3: I'm in 2D?
Grand Minimus: This looks like a situation only the great Polokus can solve. Let me contact him.
*Grand Minimus tries to contact Polokus via telepathy, but he starts screaming, gets thrown back and crashes into a rock*
Teensie 2: What happened?
Grand Minimus: "Sorry, the number you have tried to contact is unavailable, please try again in four years". Strange, I can't contact him. The psychic shock proably sent me hurling into this rock.
Globox: Hey guys, doesn't that look like Rayman?
Teensie 2: Huh? Hey, it does!
Globox: Hey, Rayman! Good to see you're up and running again!
Rayman: Huh? Who are you guys?
Grand Minimus: Why, it's Globox and the Teensies!
Rayman: Globox? Teensies? Sorry, never heard of ya!
Globox: Come on Rayman, I know you're joking. Maybe this will refresh your memory!
*Globox slaps Rayman across the face. Rayman hiccups, then splits into a bunch of Electoons and flies into the sky*
Teensie 2: What the?
*Meanwhile, the player outside the computer stares in surpsise*
Player: Huh? Who are these guys? There's nothing in the manual about a big blue hippo and four small white midgets! I better tell Ubisoft about this!
Globox: Oh man! If Ubisoft finds out about this, our creator will change his ideas and we'll never exist!
Teensie 3: We gotta get out of here and back to the present!
*Globox and the Teensies start banging on the monitor, which catches the player's eye as he's dialing Ubisoft's number*
Player: Oh! I must have a virus! Time to go Ctrl-Alt-Delete with you!
All inside the computer: Oh no! Not again!
*The buttons are pressed. Globox and the Teensies are spat out back into cyberspace*
Teensie 2: Look! Another exit door!
Globox: It must be the way out!
*The five go through the door only to emerge in a game of Worms 2*
Teensie 3: This doesn't look good.
*Several hours later, the five got blasted in Worms 2, thrown off a cliff in Lemmings, torched in Diablo, shocked in JetPack, impaled in Half-Life and used for a bet in a casino website*
Globox: Man, I look like a wreck! Uglette will kill me when we get back!
Teensie 1: That's IF we get back.
Teensie 3: I'm cracking up! I'm sick of getting pounded in some game then getting Ctrl-Alt-Deleted afterwards!
Grand Minimus: I'm going insane!
Globox: Oh look, another exit sign! This might be our lucky day!
Teensie 2: Oh no, I'm not going to get crashed again. Let me try this.
*Teensie 2 takes out a pen and writes "To Rayman 4: Baddies Unite, Chapter 10"*
Teensie 2: Let's hope this works.
Globox: When I get back, Murfy is so going to get it.
*The five enter the door*
Grand Minimus: What happens if we don't get back?
Teensie 1: Then we stay in cyberspace and rule all the computers in the universe, what else?
Globox: Sounds like a plan. Hey, I see light!
TO BE CONTINUED