Chapter 4

The next room they went to was a hallway, on the walls were allot of different foods. Grimer stopped. The other cartoons stopped too.

"What's the holdup Grimer?" Timmy asked him. "This can't possibly be the next room; it's nothing but a hallway with different foods on the wall. What gives?"

"I must show you this room." Grimer told them.

"Why? There's nothing to see here. It's nothing but wall!"

"Aw! That is where you are wrong my pink hatted friend!"

"What do you mean?" Grimer went closer to the wall, and turned to face them.

"This is lickable wallpaper."

"Lickable wallpaper?" Phineas wanted to know.

"Yeah!" Grimer explained. "Lick a picture, and it tastes exactly like that food item. Lick a strawberry, tastes like a strawberry. Lick a watermelon, tastes like watermelon. A banana, well you get the picture. Go on, try it! Lick to your heart's content!" The cartoons started licking the wallpaper.

"MMMM!" Timmy said, licking a brownie. "Poof will like this place Wanda; I got a brownie!"

"Not to mention Kirby." Wanda added, licking at a chocolate bar. "If he was still here; he would suck up the whole wallpaper!"

"Yeah! Then, we'll have nothing to lick!" He next licked at a chocolate coated doughnut.

"Grandpa!" Phineas told him, licking a banana. "Grimer's right; this does taste like a banana!"

"What joy!" Reginald said as he saw a picture of a haggis. "He even has a haggis!" He licked at the haggis.

"Go on!" Grimer urged. "There are even drinks! Chocolate milk or regular, apple, orange, grape juice; you name it! The grimeberries tastes like grimeberries!" Wendy looked at him.

"Grimeberries?" She asked. "That's disgusting! Besides, there's no such thing!" Grimer looked at her.

"We are the magic makers." Grimer told her. "We are also the dream makers." He looked at the others. "Now come on cartoons! There's plenty more to see." The cartoons followed Grimer to the next room.

"That Grimer thinks he is so smart." Wendy mumbled to herself. "Grimeberries, yeah right! What does he know?" She then followed the others.

The next room there went to had bubbles everywhere! A generator was in the center, and a big fan at the top of the ceiling. Grimzzy Drinks were on a cabinet beside the generator.

"Bubbles, bubbles everywhere!" Grimer explained. "But not a drop to drink."

"What do they do Grimer?" Phineas wanted to know.

"Grimzzy Drinks," Grimer answered. "are very powerful. They fill you with gas. It lifts you off the ground like a balloon."

"Cool!" Timmy said. "We got to try some! We can go real high!"

"Eww!" Wendy said. "Who wants to float like a balloon, not me!"

"I think it'll be cool!" Phineas told her. "Can we Grimer?"

"I'm sorry." Grimer apoligized. "But it's extremely powerful. You could all get stuck in the fan, and die a painful death. Now come on. Don't stay behind, there's still plenty to see!" All followed Grimer, except Reginald. Phineas was about to go, when he sensed that his grandpa wasn't following. He looked behind him. His grandpa had a Grimzzy Drink in his hand.

"What're you doing Grandpa?" Phineas asked. "Come on; the tour is going to continue without us if we don't hurry."

"Just a drink." Reginald pleaded "What is the harm in that? Let's have some fun!"

"No Grandpa." Phineas said. "Grimer said it's too powerful. We can't! The fan will shred us into bits; we'll die up there! Come!" He took the bottle, put it away, and took his Grandpa to where the tour group was.

"Is this the boy that helped me fulfill my dream of jumping over that gorge?" Renegald asked. "Come on lad; where's the fun, where's the adventure?" Phineas didn't reply; he led his Grandpa until they caught up to the tour group in the next room.

The room was jam packed with Pachirisus everywhere! They were all at work, shelling nuts. In the center was a spiral floor that led to a hole. The Pachirisus sometimes chucked their nuts down the hole.

"What are these electric squirrels doing?" Timmy asked.

"They're shelling nuts." Grimer answered. "Checking to see if they're bad or not. If they're bad, they chuck them behind into the hole which leads to the Garbage chute where they will be burned each Monday. If they're good, they put them aside until pickup every 25 minutes."

"Why use Parchirisus?" Reginald spoke. "Why not Pikmin?"

"Because Pikmin's hands are too weak." Grimer replied. "They can't shell like Parcirisus can. They aren't strong enough."

"Did you train these Parchrisus yourself?" Phineas asked Grimer. "I mean, they all are obviously trained. How did you do it?"

That my friends is classified information." The cartoons looked at him. "I can't tell you. I'm sorry, I just can't." The cartoons all looked at them all hard at work. Wendy looked at her father.

"Daddy," She began. "I want a…"

"Let me guess," Phineas interrupted. The girl Koopa looked at him. "you want a Parchrisu right? But, not just any one, you want a trained one from Grimer; am I right?" Wendy scowled at him.

"You know," Phineas continued. "You are more annoying then that Nermal kitten. You are very spoiled. You remind me of that high school girl in those movies that Candace watches sometimes. In fact that girl sounds exactly like Candace, and even acts like her. She even looks kind of like her too!"

"That's just plain creepy." Wendy told him.

"Yeah." The boy agreed. "Yeah it is." Wendy turned to her father again.

"Daddy," she repeated. "I want one of Grimer's trained Pachirisus."

"Okay sugar." Her father said. "We're get one when we get home, if we get home."

"No!" Wendy whined. "I want one NOW!" She went to the floor, and put on her many temper tantrums. "I want one, I want one, I WANT ONE!" Bowser sighed, and looked at Grimer.

"Alright Grimer, how much for these squirrel thingies? Name your price. Wait, I'm broke, and why are we naming prices when I can just steal one? Oopsy me!"

"Oh she can't have one. She can't steal one either, she can go to jail for that" Grimer answered. Wendy stood up immediately.

"Who says I can't?" She demanded.

"The blobby glob did sweetheart." Bowser assured her.

"Well, I'm going to steal one weather you dweebs like it or not!" She then went under the gate. She was now on the other side.

"Uh, sweetheart." Grimer told her. "You're not supposed to do this. Now come back before you get hurt!"

"Why do I have to listen to you?" Wendy asked. "I hate it when cartoons tell me what to do! I'm evil; therefore I don't have to obey you."

"Well, that's true. But, come back anyways! Please? Before something bad happens?" Wendy snickered, and went foreword.

"Uh little girl, little girl. Stop right there!"

Wendy then turned around, and music started playing in the background.

"Here we go again." Phineas said, unamused. .

"Great!" Timmy added sarcastically. "Just what we need; a song by bratty Koopa!

Wendy then started her song.

"I want a palace, one that's all for me and pink." She sang.

"But I don't want it later; I want it in a blink!

I want a pony, mostly I want everything

Everything I like that's ever made, I want it!

I want diamonds, because those are a girls' best friends

I want fashion, everything up to the latest trends!

I'm going to have a ball when I get my personal shopping mall!

Everything I desire, I want it!

I want to be empress of America, sitting on my throne

Talking all day on my phone!

I want unlimited amounts of ice cream

If I don't get everything I want, I'm going to SCREAM!

I WANT IT! I WANT IT! I WANT IT!

My parents, it's me who they pamper

But if you bozos take the things I want, I am going to loose my temper!

I want it, it's all mine! You can't have it, not even if you pay me a dime!

If you want it, too bad! You're going to have to answer to my dad!

I want it!

Everything is mine, I want it

All the time, I want it!

Don't care how, I want it now! Don't care how, I want it now!

I WANT IT!" Wendy went to find the right Pachirisu for her.

"Uh little girl." Grimer spoke. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. Come back!"

"She's not going to listen to you." Timmy told Grimer.

"Yeah I know." Grimer agreed. "Still, it's worth a try. That kid is wicked with a capital W."

"Hey!" Bowser said. "This is my daughter we're talking about." Then below, he shouted. "Go Wendy! WHOOO; pick a nice juicy plump one!"

Wendy saw one, and stared at it. The squirrel pokemon did the same. Wendy's hands then reached out for it.

"I pick you!" She said with a spooky grin. Terrified, the Pachirisu jumped down and called for his friends. Wendy jumped back.

She stepped back as the now Pachrisu army ran towards her. She fall back and screamed as they all attacked her, pinning her to the ground.

The head Pachrisu went on her forehead, and knocked his knuckles on her. He then tried to listen to see if he could hear something.

"What is that Pachrisu doing?" Phineas asked.

"The head Pachrisu, Rick," Grimer explained. "is checking to see if she is a bad nut or not."

"And if she's a bad nut," Timmy spoke. "she'll go down the garbage chute right?" Grimer nodded.

"Exactly!" The pokemon replied. Bowser laughed.

"That's stupid!" The Koopa king said. "There's no way my daughter is a bad nut! I raised her myself!"

Down below, Rick looked surprised. He and his friends then dragged the screaming Koopa towards the chute.

"Slimly goo!" Grimer cried out. "She was a bad nut!"

"I'm not surprised." Timmy concluded. "She was driving us nuts."

"Yeah." Phineas agreed. "I agree."

"I think we all agree Phineas my boy." Reginald added.

"You guys are such dimwits!" Bowser laughed. "They could be leading her to a happy place. They could crown her as her queen, and help us defeat those no good plumbers for me, then I can kidnap the Princess! WHOO; go crazy squirrels, go! Make my daughter your queen!"

"Uh, I don't think…" Grimer started.

"Shut up you!" Bowser roared. "They're going to make her their queen. You see! You'll all see!"

"Okay! If that what you believe; go for it! But personally, I don't think that's the case."

The Pachirisus then dumped her in. Wendy screamed.

"DADDY, HELP!" She yelled.

"Told ya!" Grimer told her father. Bowser growled at the pokemon when his daughter screamed for help again. Grimer was about to put in the keys when Bowser jumper over the gate.

"Screw the keys!" He said. "Can't you see this is a life and death situation here?" To the hole he shouted. "Coming Wendy; have no fear, daddy's coming!" He then started running. He then stopped.

"Wait, why am I running to save my daughter?" He heard the scream again and shrugged. "This is completely out of character for me, but oh well; coming Wendy!" He started running again.

Grimer turned to the other cartoons. Charmander and the statures appeared.

"It's song time isn't it?" Timmy observed.

"You betha!" The pokemon told him. Timmy sighed.

"You know; I sense a pattern going on." Grimer began his song with his dancers dancing in the background.

"When your kids are real brats." He sang.

"Real brats!" The Charmanders sang. Grimer sang again.

"What do you think will come of that?"

"Come of that?"

"Blaming on the spoiled kids, now that's a shame!

"What a shame!"

"That's so lame!"

"Very lame!"

"I know who to blame!" The Charmanders gasped.

"You do? Who?"

"Now brace yourselves, the mother and father!" The Charmanders all gasped again.

"What? Why?

"They pampered her every need! They showed her the nasty ways of greed!"

"Oh no!

"Readers, don't play this game. If you do, YOU will be lame!"

"You will be lame, what a crying shame!"

"So don't be a brat, don't be a brat!"

"Don't be a brat, don't be a brat!"

"Like Wendy's no good mom, and no good dad! Don't be a brat!"

"Don't be a brat!" The song ended; all the Charmanders disappeared. As soon as Bowser was at the hole, Rick scurried quickly, and head butted him in. He lost his balance; and fell, screaming to his doom.

"Will they be okay?" Phineas asked. Timmy looked at him.

"Hello?" He told him. "They were bad guys! What do you think?" Rick came up, and whispered to Grimer.

"Well, they could turn good. You might never know."

"Uh…no. I don't think so." Phineas shrugged.

"Okay; suit yourself! Whatever you think!"

"I think since they're evil, they'll never turn nice!"

"Okay, if that what you think then, go for it! But I think…" He was interrupted by Grimer. Rick went away.

"Good news!" Grimer explained. "The furnace lights up every Monday, but since today is a holiday; it's not lighting! Our friends…enemies…err…frienemies are still good! Nothing major, just covered in junk from head to tail is all."

"Aw man!" Timmy said, disappointed. He crossed his chest. "What a lame excuse. I wanted them to get burned! They deserved it. Nobody really liked them anyway."

"Yeah." Grimer said. "I agree."

"Me too." Phineas added.

"Me three." Reginald finished.

The cartoons all than went onwards.

Next they went to an elevator.

"This is a very special elevator." Grimer told them.

"What's so special about it?" Timmy asked. "It looks like an ordinary elevator to me. They all went inside.

"You'll see." The door then closed behind them as Grimer pressed a button.