Rewritten from "Mean Green Teen Machine"
September 2007 (That means Egon and Jennifer are together by now.)
Egon whipped the sheet off his new machine. "My latest invention," he said proudly to Ray, Winston, Slimer, and Jennifer.
It was an odd looking device. It was basically a bunch of small screens with some funny helmets attached.
"Yeah!" cheered Slimer. He started licking the screen like a friendly dog. "Can I keep it?"
"Sorry, Slimer," said Egon. "But this is an alpha-wave generator."
"Yuck!" Slimer stuck out his tongue in disgust.
"That's amazing," Jennifer said. "Uh…what is it?"
"This device will allow a person to program his alpha-brain waves during the sleep state," explained Egon.
"Are you saying that with this gizmo, we can control our dreams?" Ray asked.
"Correct, Ray," replied Egon. "The body needs its rest; the mind needs its recreation. With this machine, you can do both simultaneously."
He hit a button on the machine and a VHS popped out. "For instance, while sound asleep, I can review from memory an entire textbook on quantum physics!" Egon sounded excited at just the thought.
Winston chuckled. "I know that's my idea of a good time."
Jennifer shrugged. "What can I say? I'm a sucker for a guy with brains."
"Follow me and I'll show you how it works," said Egon. He pulled the machine into the bunkroom, the rest of them behind him.
Peter was crashed on his cot, snoring up a storm. "Probably getting his beauty sleep," Jennifer snickered. "And I use the term 'beauty' lightly."
Egon crept over and placed one of the machine's helmets on Peter's noggin. "The headset picks up your neural impulses," whispered Egon, "and the machine generates the dream images you desire. At the moment, we're set on observer mode. We'll get to see Peter's dream."
"Oh no," Jennifer said, shaking her head. "We're going to peer into Venkman's evil little mind? I'm scared now."
"Hey," said Ray. "We're getting a picture."
The screen showed a big city with tall skyscrapers at night. Ray pointed to a figure swooping across on a rope. "Isn't that Peter in a Batman suit?"
"By golly, it is," Jennifer said. "Wait. Who's that with him?"
"That's Kim Basinger!" gasped Winston.
The guys leaned in closer to get a better look, even Egon. Jennifer rolled her eyes. "Good grief."
"Ew! Mushy!" said Slimer.
Jennifer looked back and observed…well, basically what you'd expect in one of Peter's dreams. She tapped Egon on the shoulder. "Ahem?"
Egon shook his head. "Er, I think we've soon enough," he mumbled as he turned the screen off.
Peter groaned in his sleep. "Oh, come on Kim. Don't leave! We're both Scorpios!"
Jennifer leaned down toward his ear. "Yo, Casanova, here comes Dana!"
Peter leaped up out of bed. "Oh, uh, I can explain, honey-hey wait a second! Dana's not here!"
"Yeah, and you're lucky she's not," Jennifer retorted. Suddenly, the alarm went off.
Peter looked around and noticed the rest of the Ghostbusters in the room. "Oh, hi guys. What's up?" he asked sheepishly.
Slimer giggled. "Ooh, Peter!"
"We got a call, Caped Crusader," said Winston, fighting to keep the grin off his face. Egon was quietly guffawing to himself.
"But I was right in the middle of a sensational dream!" whined Peter.
"Oh yeah," Jennifer said. "We know."
"You sure were," sniggered Ray.
That night, the Ghostbusters returned to the firehouse, battle worn from their tireless efforts against the Mean Green Teen Machine. "Ugh, what a day," groaned Ray as he winded his alarm clock. "Those slime surfers wore me out."
"A suggestion, Ray," said Egon, standing next to his new machine. "By custom tailoring your dream state with my alpha-wave generator, you can wake up tomorrow, twice as refreshed." He handed Ray a helmet, which Ray promptly put on. "Whoa," Ray said. "That's for me!"
"If it helps us nail those pizza-heads, I'm all for it," agreed Peter. He too put on a helmet.
"Yeah, me too," said Winston, following suit.
Jennifer and put hers on. "It'll be nice to not wake up looking like I've been buried underground for once," commented Jennifer.
"You've never looked like that," said Egon with a smile. He put on his own helmet, turned on the machine, and turned out the lights.
"Hey. Where's Slimer?" asked Ray.
"Oh, probably raiding the fridge as usual. Goodnight, all," said Jennifer, yawning.
"YEE-HAW!" shouted Jennifer as she rode her horse across the wide Texas plain. Her blonde hair was long again and it flowed out behind her from under her cowgirl hat. She was wearing a short skirted, short sleeved brown suede dress with fringe and with white lace ruffles, a leather belt complete with pistol holsters, and knee high brown cowgirl boots with spurs.
Jennifer saw her herd up ahead, grazing in the tall, green-yellow grass. She cracked the reins on her horse's bridle. "Get along, little doggies!" she called to the cattle. She began to hum "Home on the Range" to herself.
The cows looked up at Jennifer. She gasped as she realized they had glowing red eyes. "You better, like, ride 'em outta here, cowgirl dude!" shouted one of the cows as it morphed in a green dragon looking creature.
Jennifer gasped. "The Mean Green Teen Machine! What are you doing here?"
"We're here to tell you that you better watch out!" he sneered. Suddenly, the cows began to-
"STAMPEDE!" cried Jennifer. She turned her horse around to try and outrun the demon cattle, but the horse couldn't move because-it had turned into a giant pizza?
Jennifer quickly reached for her six-guns, but they too had been replaced by slices of pizza. "Crap!" she yelled as she picked herself up off the ground and run like the wind from the herd. "Aaaaaaaaaah!"
Suddenly, there was a roaring wind whipping around her. "Oh great! A twister too, at a time like this?" she groaned.
Splat! Something red and sticky hit the side of Jennifer's face. She put her hand to it and stared at the chunky goo. "Tomato sauce! Good grief! Why is everything in this dream about pizza?"
"Because we made it that way!" exclaimed a voice beside Jennifer. She turned to see that the Mean Green Teen Machine had caught up to her. "Yiiiiiii!" she squealed.
Suddenly, she wasn't there. "Huh?" said the ghosts.
Jennifer found herself in a red tunnel next to Winston, wearing a Star Trek uniform and Egon in a lab coat. She threw her arms around him. "Oh thank goodness! I thought I was a goner for sure…where am I?" she asked him.
"In a vein in the human body," said Egon simply.
Jennifer looked around. "Yup. This is definitely your dream."
"How'd those green goopers get in here?" asked Winston. "And how come I can't wake up?"
"The alpha-wave generator is calibrated for six sleepers," Egon explained. "When those three ghosts got in, they overloaded the circuits. As long as they're loose in our dreams, we stay asleep."
Jennifer though for a moment. "Wait a second…where are Ray and Peter?"
"I don't know," said Winston. "Shouldn't they have been here with us?"
"I don't think so," replied Egon. "There seems to be some outside force controlling whose dream we go to."
"We've gotta to get to them someh-" Jennifer began to say, but suddenly, there the three of them appeared in the countryside standing in front of Peter and Ray, who was wearing a caveman get-up.
"Boy," exclaimed Peter, "are we glad to see you guys!"
"I have one question, Egon," said Ray. "How do we get out of here?"
"Yeah, I have one question too," Jennifer said. "Why are you dressed like Tarzan?"
Ray blushed.
"I want to be in my own bed," whined Peter. "My own jammies!"
"Perhaps we better get back in uniform," suggested Egon as he pushed his glasses up his nose.
Jennifer looked down at her cowgirl outfit. "Uh…good idea. I'd probably work better if I wasn't dressed like Annie Oakley."
"I don't know," said Egon with a grin. "I kind of like it."
Jennifer rolled her eyes. "Yeah, just change us."
Egon raised his arms. Their clothes glowed and morphed into their jumpsuits (and Jennifer's hair shrunk back to normal length.)
"Now," said Winston, "how do we wake up from this?"
"Yo! Party hardy!" shouted a familiar voice behind them. The Ghostbusters whirled around.
The Mean Green Teen Machine had snuck up on them. "Like, you dudes' dreams are a pizza-lover's paradise!
Jennifer rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on. I love pizza too, but this is going a little overboard!"
"As long as you dream, we eat!" The leader exclaimed. "So we're all hanging right here…forever!" The Mean Green Teen Machine shrieked with malicious laughter.
"They're our dreams, peanut head! Not yours!" shouted Peter. A proton pack appeared in his hands. "So dream on this!"
Peter starting shooting at the three ghosts, but they deflected his shots with pizza shields. "You are totally out-classed," sneered the leader. "We're younger than you."
"We're faster than you," added the second.
"And anything you can think, we can turn into pizza!" exclaimed the third.
"One thing I can't stand is a smug slug," commented Ray.
Winston grinned. "I got a cure for that." Suddenly, a welding helmet and gloves appeared on his head and hands, and a blaster gun materialized in front of him. "Try my recipe, dudes!" He fired at the ghosts.
"No, no, no!" scolded the third playfully. He turned Winston's shots into pizza, which came back and hit Winston in the face. "Yuck!" he exclaimed.
"MEAN GREEN TEEN MACHINE!" cheered the ghosts. They laughed at the Ghostbusters.
"Beginner's luck, punk," Peter said huskily. He raised a gigantic bazooka. "Ya still feel lucky?"
"Ooh, so scared," mocked the ghosts.
"Forget it, Peter," said Egon. "They're right. We can't win."
"Hey! Now you're seeing it our way." The leader grinned.
Egon smiled amiably. "And to show that there are no hard feelings, just consider this our treat." He gestured to a gigantic pizza sitting a few feet away from them.
The Mean Green Teen Machine cheered and rushed over to claim their prize.
Jennifer looked at Egon suspiciously. "What are you up to?" she whispered.
"Just watch," was Egon's reply.
As the Mean Green Teen Machine grabbed their enormous pizza, it glowed. "Huh?" they said. Suddenly, they were sucked into the pizza. It had been a trap in disguise!
"How'd you do that?" said Peter in astonishment.
"They may be younger and faster," grinned Egon. "But we're smarter."
"No," said Jennifer. "You are." She kissed Egon on the cheek. Egon blushed.
"Hey guys!" exclaimed Winston. "Surf's up!" The floating surfboard that the Mean Green Teen Machine had owned appeared. The Ghostbusters laughed. They each hopped on one and surfed though the sky.
"Whoa!" exclaimed Peter as they all woke up floating three feet above his bed. They all gently landed on their mattresses.
"Guys!" cheered Slimer. "You're back!"
He rushed around and hugged each of them. "Spud!" laughed Peter. "You're one green guy I'm glad to see!"
"Look at the time!" said Winston, staring at his alarm clock. "It's almost noon."
"Well I don't know about the rest of you," said Ray, "but I'm starved!"
"I could eat," agreed Jennifer.
"Likewise," said Egon, grabbing the phone. "What's your preference?"
"Cheeseburger!" the Ghostbusters quickly shouted.
"PIZZA!" screamed Slimer.
Ray, Winston, and Jennifer tossed their pillows at Slimer. "Anything but that!" Jennifer groaned.
"In your dreams, spud," laughed Peter.
"Uh…cheeseburger?" Slimer amended.
