Up in Kat's bedroom, Casper was repeatedly banging his head against a bed post as he grumbled, "Blew it, blew it, blew it!"

Just then, a large window opened up, and laughter and cheering could be heard. "Uh-oh," said Casper, "It's them!"

Three small cyclones whirled their way into the room, and all of a sudden, three more ghosts took the cyclone's places! On ghost was long and thin, the second was very wide and fat, and the third was smaller with two big upper incisors. "Man, oh, man, them ponies went faster when we go down the dumb-what!" the thin one said in a New York accent.

"Here, Flicka!" the fat one said before making a scary face; the others laughed out loud.

Casper then appeared in front of them with a nervous smile and wave. "Hey, guys!" he said, "Have fun?"

"Oh, look, it's Casper!" the thin ghost mocked before the other two joined him.

"You know, on a scale of ten to one," the shorter ghost said with smelly breath as he held up a big horseshoe, "With ten being fun, and one being YOU!" He plopped the heavy horseshoe over Casper as he continued, "Yeah, we had fun!"

The Ghostly Trio laughed as the thin ghost, Stretch, dismounted a floating saddle, and let it "gallop" away with a horse's neigh. "Say, bald head!" Stretch scolded Casper, "Why ain't you inside doing your chores?"

"Yeah, where's dinner?" asked Fatso, the large ghost, "I'm starving! Look at me, I'm wasted away!"

The three naughty ghosts laughed before Casper suggested nervously, "Hey, I know! Why don't you guys relax out here, and tonight, we'll eat al fresco?"

"Hey, sounds great!" Fatso smirked.

"Hey, short-sheet!" snarled Stretch, "You wouldn't be trying to keep us outta the house, would ya?"

"Uh, no, no!" Casper stammered.

"I can see right through that bulbous little head of yours!" Stretch frowned as he stuck his hand into Casper's head and rubbed it.

"I mean, it's just such a lovely night," Casper said nervously after the thin ghost removed his hand from his head, "I thought we'd have fun just eating under the harvest moon!"

Stretch just grabbed onto Casper, and then he and the other ghosts used the little ghost like an accordion and sang a tune before they shot Casper up into the sky! Casper yelped as he went flying towards the moon, and the Ghostly Trio cackled, "Bye-bye!"

The Ghostly Trio went into the main area of their mansion, and Stretch stopped his friends as he said with suspicion, "Hey, hold it!" He sniffed the air and asked the fat ghost, "Hey, Fatso, you smell something?"

"Yeah!" Fatso replied with a sniff as he turned towards Stinkie, the third ghost. (Stinkie had bad breath and made noxious smells when threatened)

"No, besides him!" Stretch corrected Fatso.

"Hello?" a familiar male voice called.

The three ghosts shot up, and then smirked at each other. Since someone was in their mansion, this would be a very good time to do some more haunting!

Meanwhile, James Harvey was wandering the mansion, calling out, "Hello? Hello! Don't be afraid!" As he finished climbing up a tight step, James continued, "I'd like to make contact with you, but uh, just do one little thing, please? Don't pop up from under a rug, and no spooking! Let's get beyond that. I might approach you… now…" He shined his flashlight into a room with some dusty furniture and said quietly as he walked in through the opening, "I'm in the room… can you deal with that?"

"Can you?" sneered three familiar voices.

James turned around and saw the Ghostly Trio scaring him with sharp teeth and red eyes; James got very scared and fainted backward onto the floor. Stretch, Stinkie, and Fatso all laughed at their spooking. Then, they floated over to James's body, and Stretch declared as he dove into the man's mouth, "DIVE!"

"DIVE!" repeated Stinkie as he also dove into the man's mouth.

"DIVE!" Fatso finished as he also tried diving. Because he was so fat, he had a hard time going into James's body.

James stirred around a bit, and then heard his daughters calling, "DAD!"

"Dad, where are you?"

Michelle and Kat were still in the closet, and had tried turning the lightbulb back on with no success. "Shoot!" Michelle cursed, "The damn light won't turn on! DAD!"

"Dad!" Kat cried as she tried opening the door.

Back upstairs, James went over to a sink, turned the water on, and had a little drink. He then wet his face up, turned the faucet off, and then grabbed a nearby towel to dry off his face. But as he looked at the mirror, his face changed to that of Clint Eastwood's. "I'm gonna kill you," Clint said, "Your mama, and all her bridge-playing friends!"

Next, James's face turned into that of Rodney Dangerfield's. "You think you've got it tough?" Rodney asked with a grin, "I gotta facelift! And there's one that looks just like it underneath!"

Next, James's face turned into something resembling Jim Carrey's; he moved his eyebrows a bit.

Then, James's face turned into a ghastly image of a zombie's face! The man put his hands on his cheeks and screamed as laughing could be heard! As he was backing away, though, James accidentally stepped on a bucket, and then pulled back the shower curtain over a bathtub. Fatso was wearing a shower cap as he bathed, and let out a scream! James almost opened a closet door, but an animal's growl was heard inside, so he scrammed out of the bathroom!

As he stumbled through the hall with the bucket on his foot, James ran into a set of armor, and then unknowingly reopened the closet where Michelle and Kat were hiding. "Dad?" Kat cried.

Michelle just scoffed as she opened the door, "It's about ti…"

Her sentence was cut off when Fatso appeared in front of the girls, and then bumped them back into the closet with his big belly. He shut the door and sneered, "Hey, boys! We gotta closet case, here!"

James, meanwhile, kept running down a hall until he saw something moving towards him under a rug; it made the sound of a train as James fearfully backed away. Stinkie then emerged from under the rug and declared as he came into James's face, "Smell-o-gram!" Then, he let out some disgustingly bad breath into the man's face, making him fall backward in disgust.

Then, James tripped over a vacuum cleaner, fell onto the top step of a staircase, grabbed the carpet, and then tumbled down the stairs, getting wrapped up in the carpet in the process.

"Sushi, anyone?" Stretch sneered from the distance as Fatso and Stinkie laughed, "California roll comin' up!"

When the doctor got to the bottom of the stairs, the carpet unrolled, and then James faced the Ghostly Trio once again. This time, all the ghosts had swords in their hands, and they proclaimed like the Three Musketeers, "All for one, and one for all!"

As James stood up, Stretch taunted him, "Catch your pants before they fall!" Then, the lead ghost swiped his sword to undo James's pants, making them fall down and exposing his undergarments!

James ran away from the three ghosts with humiliation, and Fatso proclaimed, "I don't remember Dr. James Harvey wearing such smashing underwear!"

"Of course! He's nuts!" Stretch said before he and his brothers chased after James.

James just closed the door behind him before three swords stuck out and missed him!

Back in the main vestibule, the Ghostly Trio were high-fiving and congratulating themselves for humiliating James. "You are good!" Stinkie told Stretch.

"Oh, stop it, you!" Stretch said smugly.

"Are we scary, or what?" asked Fatso.

But soon, the sword-ridden door opened, and James held a toilet plunger defensively at the ghosts.

Stretch got out a microphone and sarcastically said, "Oh! And it looks as if we're gonna go certain dead overtime!" He and the other ghosts laughed as they reached for their own weapons to challenge James.

The three ghosts then circled James, and Fatso asked, "Oh! Anybody for a little 'shish kabob'?"

The ghosts poked their canes and umbrellas at the doctor, but James took a hold of Stretch's nose with his plunger, and then pulled at him, making the ghost scream and stretch (hence, his name)!

James let go of Stretch as he went onto face Stinkie and Fatso on the stairs. As James battled Stinkie, Fatso floated over and tickled the man's side, but James ignored him as he kept fighting Stinkie. Stinkie poked his umbrella at James, but he missed and accidentally opened the umbrella in Fatso's mouth!

As Fatso bounced away, James punched Stinkie away and sent him flying. But then, Stretch arrived and inquired the man, "Who do you think YOU'RE defining a dumb asylum, huh?"

As he fought the lead ghost, James declared with each whack of his plunger, "Dr. James Harvey – your therapist!"

In the meantime, Kat and Michelle were still struggling to get out of the closet. "DAD!" Kat cried as she banged on the door.

"DAD, OPEN THIS DOOR OR I'LL STARVE TO DEATH!" Michelle added.

Casper, who had heard the girls' cries flew over to the closet door, and then opened it just as Michelle and Kat were working together to break the door down. Kat fell forward and landed on top of Casper, and then Michelle landed next to her sister.

"Are you girls okay?" Casper asked from underneath Kat.

Both of the girls looked at Casper and screamed. "RUN FOR YOUR LIFE, KAT!" Michelle ordered as she got up to run.

Back on the main staircase, James was still battling the Ghostly Trio when he heard his girls' screams. Michelle was running down a different staircase like a cheetah, and Kat was looking around for James, calling out, "Dad?"

Michelle suddenly stopped to a halt as she saw something on the stairs and gasped, "Oh my God!"

Kat joined her sister and wondered, "Dad?"

James, meanwhile, had defeated Stretch and made him fly off before facing Stinkie. Stinkie just floated with confusion before he realized his special power; he then belched some disgusting breath into the doctor's face, making him fall to the floor in disgust. As he fell, Stinkie laughed as James's head hit a vacuum, "Stinkie's down for the count! The winner by a clean stink house!"

James looked down and saw the vacuum, giving him an idea. He then sprung to his feet and showed the vacuum sucker to Stinkie, who held up his hands with shock. "Get back!" the little ghost ordered his brothers, who floated to join him.

"What the hell is that thing?" Stretch asked as he and Fatso hid behind Stinkie.

James moved a switch on the vacuum, getting it to start, and then laughed with victory as he began sucking the Ghostly Trio up one by one.

"NOT THE NOSE!" Stretch screamed as he got sucked in first.

"NOT ME! NO!" Stinkie cried as he was sucked in next.

Fatso saw what was coming to him and cried, "NO, NO, NO, NO! AAAAARGGHHHHH!" His whole body was sucked in until only his head was sticking out of the vacuum suck; then, he cried out as his head disappeared into the vacuum, "THIS SUCKS!"

After the three ghosts were gone, James blew the sucker off like a gun's barrel, and then Kat and Michelle ran to him up the staircase he was on. "Dad!" Kat cried, "Are you okay?"

The younger girl hugged her relieved father, while Michelle simply smiled at them with content.

"Come on, Dad," Michelle urged her father, "I think it's time you go to bed!" So, she and Kat helped James walk down the stairs, while the Ghostly Trio was heard grumbling to each other inside the vacuum's bag.

"Oh, man!" screamed Stretch, "Who let one?!"

"Well, who do you think?" asked Fatso.

"Who's got the pointy head?" asked Stinkie.

"That's not my head," said Fatso.

"Hey, fellas!" yelled Stretch, "It's too excruciating!"