As Dennis plummets through time and space, the vortex quickly deposits him over Egypt; he drops onto the nose of a Sphinx, breaking it off. "AAAAAAH! OOF!" As Dennis slowly rights himself, he looks up to see the now-vandalized monument, then looks down with a gasp to see the missing nose at his feet. "Uh oh," he notes. "This definitely isn't the sort of thing folks take kindly to."
Looking behind him, Dennis then notices his stretched-out underpants; with his face bright red, he quickly tucks them back into his pants. "That was embarrassing," he mumbles under his breath. "At least no one was around to see it."
Out of the corner of his eye, the little boy spies a nearby pyramid. Curious of what treasures might be inside, he hurriedly makes his way toward it. Upon entering the structure, Dennis takes a small flashlight out of his backpack and begins scouting the corridors. "Mmn," he muses. "Sure is dark in here. Wonder why the ancient Egyptians never invested in lighting."
At this moment his gaze quickly falls on a large urn, about the size and shape of a household vase, covered with various hieroglyphics. "Say, this looks pretty sweet," Dennis notes as he traipses over, picks up the vase, and stashes it in his backpack. "Maybe I could bring it to show and tell tomorrow." He had no sooner done this, however, when another vortex appears next to him and draws him in again. "AAAAAAAAHHH!" the little boy cries as he begins swirling through the vortex again. "I wish these things came with airsick bags!"
Back in Bootsville, Coop tries frantically to open the vortex up again, but unfortunately, the teleporter won't work. He thump it against his palm, then jostles it, but nothing seems to work. "Oh no, I think I broke it!" A worried look crosses the little boy's face. "This is terrible, Dennis is lost somewhere in the world, and it's all my fault."
'There, there, lad, please don't despair," Kat replies consolingly. "Once I repair the teleporter, we'll find him in no time. Follow me, please." Upon this, Coop quickly follows Kat back to the house.
Back in Coop's room, Kat sits at Coop's desk, working intently on repairing the damaged teleporter. "Can it be repaired, Kat?" Coop inquires worriedly.
"Yes indeed," Kat replies. "It's only a matter of finding the right pieces. Hopefully, I should have the parts in my lab somewhere." Upon these words, he hurries back into his cat house to look.
"Poor Dennis," muses a worried Coop. "I hope that we can save him."
Meanwhile, as Dennis swirls through the vortex, he presently finds himself deposited on top of the Eiffel tower. Noticing where he is, the little boy gives an audible shudder. "Ugh. Can't this portal send me somewhere closer to the ground?"(He had never liked heights very much.) Taking extra care not to look at the ground beneath him, Dennis slowly shins down the tower. "All right. Steady as she goes..."
As he reaches the tower's middle, the little boy is very relieved to find a flight of stairs leading to the ground. He quickly hurries down the steps and breathes a hearty sigh. "Finally! Sweet, sweet level ground!" Out of the corner of his eye, Dennis notices a booth selling miniature Eiffel towers; silently contemplating that this would be the perfect thing to add to his collection of souvenirs, the little boy traipses over to it. "Excuse me, Ma'am," he inquires of the lady behind the counter. "May I have one of your miniature towers, please?"
"Oh, mais oui, my dear." the lady replies, as she hands Dennis a miniature tower. The little boy removes a small billfold from his pocket and hands her five dollars. "Thank you, Ma'am." he says politely as he leaves. "You are quite welcome, my dear." she replies.
Dennis had no sooner tucked his new souvenir into his backpack when another vortex opens up and draws him in. "Oh, perfect timing! WHOOOOOOOOAAA!" He soon finds himself whirling away again.
Back in Coop's room, Kat examines the teleporter intently, deducing what pieces it might need. "Let's see," he muses. "This piece seems to have burned out," He motions toward a large, square device in the middle of the device. "Fortunately, there should be one in my toolbox." He hurries into his cat house and returns moments later with an identical piece, which he fits into place "Ah, that should do the trick. Now, let's see what else might be amiss..."