Chapter 1

Tiny Bit Under Tall

I think I see a little man riding on the back of that bee. Oh, so there is. And it looks like that's Professor Poopypants. How did you get so small?

"Oh, that's easy," Poopypants explained, "you see, my Size-a-rator shrank me down because of those meddling boys, George and Harold."

Will you be this size forever?

"No," Poopypants scoffed, "Of course not; I have another back in my lab in New Swissland. I have to find it and get back to my normal size. First, however, I need to get off this blasted bee!"

Eventually, the bee landed on a field far away from Jerome Horwitz Elementary. Poopypants got off the bee and straightened his tie.

"There," Poopypants said, "Now to head back to my lab."

Professor Poopypants is headed to his lab nearby, where he landed.

Chapter 2

Back to Normal Schemes

Poopypants eventually configured his spare Size-a-rator to make him normal-sized again.

"Much better," Poopypants commented. Then, he went about plotting his revenge. Poopypants would spy on Jerome Horwitz and the rest of Pique from his remote laboratory for almost an entire year. He collected stray Captain Underpants comics and data on all the hero's advisories.

"Hmm," Poopypants said thoughtfully, "It would seem that individual effort isn't very effective against Captain Underpants and his annoying allies. Perhaps then I can unite all the Monsters and Villians to create an army that can finally defeat Captain Underpants. The only question is how."

He thought about it for a moment; then, he chuckled.

"But of course," Poopypants said, "I can invent the machine that can gather them."

He laughed psychotically! Then went about building.

Chapter 2

Suited for Revenge

Professor Poopypants created a giant cybernetic suit for himself, complete with a freeze-ray gun, mini-lab, microwave oven, and, most crucially, a holographic projector.

"With this device," Poopypants reminded himself, "I can convince the villains to rise again and band together to destroy Captain Underpants finally."

The Professor then suited up and began to make significant heavy steps toward a particular house. He gently popped a hole in the roof into the living room of Mrs. Ribble and placed a pod inside. I waited a minute and then recalled it. Then he left with an evil smile spreading on his face.