Chapter 2

When they got to the factory, cartoons crowded up to see their loved ones as they entered. The family stood in the crowd as Phineas and Reginald went in line beside the other winners, all waiting for Grimer to open his doors so they can start.

"Are you ready lad?" Reginald asked his grandson.

"Duh!" Phineas told him. "Are you kidding? It's going to be sweet!"

"Now remember Wanda." Timmy said to his godmother. "I know how much you love chocolate, but you got to control yourself."

"I will Timmy." Wanda promised. She then sighed. "I sure am glad that Cosmo and Poof are going to Cosmo's mom for today for two reasons. One, if those to were alone at your house, we may not have a house to come back to. Two, I won't have to see Mama Cosma."

"Until the end of the day when we have to pick them up." Wanda slumped her shoulders when she realized her godson was right.

"Right." She sighed.

"I can't believe I'm going in the factory!" Nermal said, Jon was beside him, looking clueless as usual. "I'll bet one look at me, and Grimer says I won because of my grace and charm!" He twirled around.

"Daddy-kins!" Wendy whined. "When are we going in?" Bowser looked at his watch.

"It's 9:59." He announced. "And since when did I start wearing a watch? Huh, how odd. I wonder…"

"Daddy-kins, make time go faster!"

"Uh okay, GO FASTER, please?" The moving hand on the clock moved an extra inch.

"WOO-HOO!" Bowser cheered. "Take that Mama Time; I am the overlord of time! WOO-HOO!"

"Almost time Kirby." Tiff told the star warrior. "I bet you can't wait."

"Poyo, poyo!" Kirby cheered, and jumped up excitedly.

The gate then opened at 10 sharp.

"Enter!" They heard Grimer say over the intercom. The lucky cartoons all entered; the gates closing behind them.

"Stay and watch the show!" They stopped and looked. There was nothing in sight! Then, popping out of the ground, electronic Charmander statues came out. They then started singing and dancing to the tune of 'Must be Santa."

"Who's here ready for some pumped up fun?" They sang.

"Who's here to make children play and run?

Pumped up fun, play and run?

Must be Grimer! Must be Grimer! Must be Grimmmmmeeeeerrrr!

Who's here to make some goo?

Who's here to make do?

Pumped up fun, play and run, make some goo, make do?

Must be Grimer, must be Grimer, must be Grimmmeeemer!

Who's the coolest poke in town?

If you're sad, who's here to make that frown go upside down?

Pumped up fun, play and run, make some goo, make do, coolest in town, frown upside down?

Must be Grimer, must be Grimer, must be Grimmmmmerrrrr!

Who is a special friend?

Who is a long- lasting trend?

Pumped up fun, play and run, make some goo, make do, coolest in town, frown upside down, special friend, long-lasting trend?

Must be Grimer, must be Grimer, must be Grimmmeeemer!

Grimer! Here he is!" The statues all disappeared underground.

The cartoons looked. Grimer was nowhere in sight.

"Hello there!" Grimer said between Phineas and Timmy. The two boys both started. Grimer laughed.

"Oh my gosh!" Phineas breathed, heart pounding in his chest. "You scared us! We almost jumped out of our skins!"

"Yeah!" Timmy added. "You almost gave us all heart attacks!"

"I'm sorry." Grimer laughed. "But it was just so funny! Did you see the look on your faces! It was hilarious!"

"No, it wasn't!" Timmy told him. "You could've killed us from fright!" Grimer stopped laughing.

"You're right." He said. "Sorry!" He looked at Phineas. "But, that was a grimetastic show, was it not?"

"I suppose." Phineas said. "But Ferb and I could do better."

"Oh you could, could you?"

"Yeah! Like there could be fireworks, balloons, steamers, a banner, candy to toss, spotlights, and a real live band!"

"Wow! You got it made!"

"Yeah well, with Ferb and me around; possibilities are endless! Imagination rocks!"

"Well, come on!" Grimer led them to the entrance. "Time for the funnest tour of your life!" They followed him in.

"Why were you watching the show with us?" Wendy wanted to know. "Why didn't you speak elsewhere?"

"It's the only place where I can see my bud, Charmander!" Grimer answered. "Or rather, statues of him anyway. Since, I'm going solo in this story. Anyways, come on!" They followed him to a small room.

"What is this?!" Timmy asked Grimer in the small room, when they all were at the small door. The little pink-hatted boy looked around. "It looks like a doll house in here; which is making me want to puke!"

"Well, don't puke over my nails!" Wendy told him looking at her red polished fingernails. "I just had it Manicure and a Pedicure for this special day."

"Nah!" Bowser said. "She goes gets them done everyday! This day isn't nearly spe…" Wendy stomped her foot on her father. Her father yelled in pain.

"Yeah!" Wendy admitted. "But today my nails and toenails are sparkly hot pink for the occasion."

"Anyways," Bowser continued, he pointed at the grimy blob. "I think you already puked." Grimer felt insulted.

"What!" Timmy said. "That's not my puke; that's our tour guide who looks like puke!" Grimer felt insulted again.

"I…look like puke?" Grimer asked. "I never felt so insulted in all my life! I may be gross, but I am not puke, and frankly sir-"

"Well it's true!" Wendy told him. "You are puky, ugly…" Grimer felt sadder at each word she said. Phineas felt sorry for him. "I wouldn't kiss you for my life! You slimy, gross, thi-" Phineas had enough! He wouldn't let Wendy insult the tour guide any longer. He skidded in between them.

"Knock it off Wendy!" He snapped "Don't you know that it doesn't matter what's on the outside?" He smiled at Grimer, Grimer smiled back. "The inside, now that's what truly counts."

"Whatever! I still say my nails are the most beautiful! Aaaaand I still say he's ugly."

"And I say," Nermal added. "I'm the word's cutest kitty cat!"

"Poyo, Poyo!" Kirby said, not having a clue what this was about.

"Now then," Grimer continued. "Here we go!" He pulled out some keys, and placed it in the door. There was goo all over the keys. Everybody made disgusted noises except Kirby. Grimer unlocked the door.

"Welcome!" He said as the door opened and he put his keys away. "To the food room." The room inside looked bigger. Much bigger. Phineas's mouth fell open, it was not like any factory room he'd ever heard of. There were rolling green fields of mint green grass and trees with brilliant pastel colors. There was a huge waterfall and a gushing river all enclosed under a glass roof. It was all beautiful.

"Come on!" Grimer urged. Everybody followed him. Kirby's mouth watered at all the food, to him, it was paradise!

"Eat anything you like." Grimer explained. Kirby was about to go, when Tiff stopped him. She looked at the pokemon.

"Wait a minute." She said. "We can eat in here?"

"Yes!" Grimer answered her. "This is the food room after all. Everything's in here is eatable! The grass, trees, ceiling, even I'm eatable! But…"

"EWWWWWW!" Wendy shrieked. "Who would want to eat you? Talk about disgusting!"

"Exactly! Now, run along cartoons! Eat to your heart's content!" The cartoons all ran.

"Oh, and don't eat your tour mates." Grimer added. "This isn't an island or a cave. We'll not be savages, now enjoy!" The cartoons all continued what they were doing.

"Oh Phineas." Grimer said. Phineas and Reginald stopped, and turned to see what Grimer wanted.

"Yes Grimer?" Phineas asked. "What is it? What do you want to talk about?"

"I just want to say thanks for having my back kid. That took guts." He was about to wrap his arm around Phineas, when the boy stepped away, nervously.

"Sure, no prob; don't mention it. Now… I think there's some candy in here with our names on them. Got to go. Come on Grandpa!" He then ran off. His grandpa followed after him. Grimer sighed.

"Knew it." He said sadly. "No one will hug Grimer, just me and me alone." He held his head.

Phineas was about to get a lollypop off a tree when Wendy snatched it away. The two looked at each other.

"Ha, ha!" She laughed. "Too slow!"

"You know," Phineas changed the subject. "Grimer really has a way with imagination, doesn't he?"

"Whatever!" Wendy said. "Imagination and creativity is for low rate losers like you!"

"You're telling that to the person who made a rollercoaster, had chariot races, made a portal to mars, made fighting tree- bots,…"

"Again, loser!" Wendy went away, licking her lollypop. Phineas sighed, and got another lollypop for himself.

"Come on Wanda!" Timmy said, eating the grass. "Come eat with me!"

"Nope!" Wanda answered. "I refuse. Starting right now, I'm on a chocolate-free diet, and that's it!" Timmy shrugged.

"Okay! But you don't know what you're missing!" Timmy ate on.

"That's just fine with me. I don't care about the chocolate grass, chocolate flowers, chocolate cake…" Her mouth began to water, her eyes glazed over. "Chocolate cupcakes, chocolate chip… ohhhh, I just can't take it anymore! I just have to have it! CHOCOLATE!!" Wanda then ate away at whatever things she saw. Timmy smiled.

"Knew you couldn't resist." He ate on.

Kirby ate and ate. When he rubbed his tummy after he ate a whole watermelon in one gulp, he noticed the river. He went to look at it. It was brown! His eyes began to twinkle, and he began to lick his lips, hungrily.

"Poyo!" He said, sounding hypnotized. The river must be made of chocolate or something. He then heard the waterfall. He looked at it, it was brown too. He got excited again. This is heaven!

He then bent down, and started sipping the water down his mouth.

"What is this?" Tiff wanted to know as soon as the tour crowded around the river. "It's dirty! Yuck, Grimer don't you know you're polluting it? Yuck, gross!"

"This is my chocolate river." Grimer explained. "It runs ten trillion gallons an hour. Look at my waterfall!" They all looked at the waterfall. "It's churning the chocolate. You know, no factory in this universe mixes its chocolate by waterfall… Except this one, I suppose. Isn't it amazing?"

"Wow!" Phineas breathed. "That's all chocolate? Cooool!"

Wendy turned to her dad.

"Daddy." She said sweetly. "I want a chocolate river and a chocolate waterfall." Her dad was about to say something when Tiff screamed. They turned to see her near Kirby, who was scooping madly at the river.

"Kirby, get away from there!" Tiff shouted at him. "You could fall in!"

"She's right!" Grimer said, going near them. "My river shouldn't be touched by any star warrior's or anybody for that matter, hands whatsoever… Especially mine. You're contaminating it! Kirby, please I beg you, don't…" Too late, Kirby fell in. The cartoons all gasped as Kirby came to the surface.

"Star warrior overboard!" Timmy laughed.

"Save him!" Tiff hollered. "Save him, help him out!"

Phineas looked for something; anything that could help. The boy then saw a gigantic lollypop. He hatched an idea, and grabbed it. He held it over Kirby.

"Quick Kirby!" He shouted. "Grab it!"

Kirby was about to grab it when something sucked him away. He tried to swim, but he kept being pulled in.

"What's happening?" Tiff commanded to know.

"He's being sucked in." Grimer answered. "The current is pulling him in; he's going up that pipe."

"WHAT PIPE?" Grimer pointed. Then, the cartoons all saw the pipe. Kirby frantically tried to swim away.

"SWIM KIRBY, SWIM! SWIM FOR YOUR LIFE!"

"Too late." Grimer said. Tiff looked at him in question.

"What do you mean?"

"The current is too strong. He won't make it." Tiff looked back. Grimer was right. Kirby then got sucked up, and got stuck halfway. Tiff gasped.

"KIRBY!" Kirby wiggled and wiggled, he couldn't get free.

"He's stuck!" Phineas observed. He then looked at his grandfather. "Grandpa, how long will he be in there?"

"I don't know, my boy." His grandpa answered. "I guess it's his roundness that's making him stick there like glue."

"He's blocking all the chocolate!" Timmy added. Then he turned to his godmother. "I don't think you want that chocolate Wanda." Wanda agreed with a panicked nod.

"Don't worry." Grimer assured them. "The pressure will get him out. Great pressure is building up behind the blockage in the pipe. Look, watch!" Then, just like a bullet, Kirby shot up the pipe.

"He's gone!" Wanda said. "Where'd he go?" Then, music started playing.

"Uhhhhhh!" Grimer groaned. "I know I said I'm going solo in this story, but I can't take it anymore. I need my buddy!" Then, the same Charmander statues from before popped out of the ground. The real Charmander then came by Grimer's side.

"Cartoons," He said. "Enjoy the song!" Grimer then began singing while the statues started dancing in the background.

"Kirby, Kirby, Kirby, the star warrior with an appetite," Grimer sang.

"Kirby, Kirby, Kirby, who always must take a bite!

If he does, he'll surly win the fight!

"Win the fight!" The charmanders chorused. Grimer sang again.

"He'll have watermelon, pizza, steak; he'll eat all day, so for him, there's no break!"

"No break!" The charmanders sang.

"Inhale, eat, devour; he'll even go for foods that are spicy and sour!"

"Spicy and Sour!"

"He'll eat every food, cause he's always going to be in a hungry mood"

"Always in the mood!"

"Everything is eatable, to him, everything's suitable!"

"Everything!"

"True, you need food to survive and live. You need food to stay alive!

Now, there's something we have to say readers, and this is no lie!"

"No lie!"

"We know eating is a must, but eat all day and you're gut just might bust"

"Just might bust!"

"You must eventually have to stop, or like a bubble, you will pop!"

" POP!"

"Readers, this isn't a lie. Stop eating all those pies, or eventually, you'll die!" The Charmanders all gasped.

"Die!"

"So, heed my warnings or you might die!"

"Heed his warnings, or you might die!" The song ended. The statues all submerged under the ground.

"Sooooo true." Wanda said.

"Oh great!" Timmy complained "Education-y stuff! They couldn't wait 'til tomorrow, could they?" Tiff looked horror-struck.

"Die? You mean he's-" Grimer turned to Tiff.

"What? Oh, no no no… Did my song give you the impression that he was- Oh no, he's fine! A little more chocolaty than you might like- But…" Grimer looked at his friend.

"Charmander, could you bring Tiff to the Fudge room?" Charmander nodded, and took Tiff's hand. Tiff gasped.

"The Fudge Room?" She wanted to know. "Is that where he's gone? What are they going to do to him there?"

"That's where that pipe will go to. He'll be there waiting for you, chocolate-covered head to toe."

"You terrible pokemon!"

"Come on!" Charmander smiled at Tiff, and pulled her away. "No more tears, little missy. Let's go to Kirby before he eats everything in the factory."

"And we don't want that do we?" Grimer added. He then waved as they departed. "Bye, farewell, adieu, ciao!" Grimer then turned to the eight remaining cartoons.

"What kind of crazy place are you running here Grimer?" Jon asked.

"Uhhhh…." Grimer hesitated.

"Well?" They then heard a boat in the river, run by Pikmin, that just came down the river.

"Oh look, a boat! Everybody hop on!" The boat stopped allowing the cartoons to board. Jon sighed as he followed Nermal onto the boat.

"Deja Vu!" Phineas told Grimer as he and the others took their seats. "Grimer! I saw a boat like this and weird creatures driving it down a river like this! It was when Ferb and I were in that factory for our Perry Inaction Figures; it was all so weird!"

"Of course you did." Grimer said, then shouted over the engine. "Start the boat!" The boat then took off, down the chocolaty river.