"Slime After Slime"
Alexis screeched her way into the firehouse garage area in the wrecked Volvo, which had taken her a lot longer than she originally planned to get there. She was just about worried, because of her ridiculous delay, that she might've been too late to help Melnitz and the other recruits from whatever it was that Kuzco unleashed.
After she had pulled right in, something oozy came out of nowhere and hit the windshield, staining every inch of the glass. Only when she, Meagan, Phineas, and Ferb got out did they realize it was ectoplasmic residue…slime. And there was only one ghost to come out of the Containment Unit that practically dripped with the stuff every day.
"It's the Slimer!!!" Alexis exclaimed.
"The who?" Meagan remarked in confusion.
There was a huge crash from upstairs that caused bits of plaster to fall from the ceiling and hit Alexis's eyes. Wiping it out from there, she turned to Meagan and snapped, "Never mind!" As she pulled her Proton Pack out of the car and strapped it on, she then added, "You three stay down in the basement where it's safe. I'm gonna take care of the slimy creep upstairs."
"But…we can help." Phineas said.
"Ohhhh, no, you can't!" Alexis contradicted with a huge angry look on her face. "You guys have done way too much today. Now just get your little butts downstairs, like I said!" She was surprised just how much she sounded like her own mother when she said that. And what was even weirder was her understanding of why she always said it when she was around Phineas and Ferb's age, having to deal with adolescence at stressful times.
It definitely worked, regardless of the stern, motherly way she sounded, as the three recruits were already heading downstairs, while she was going up, her particle thrower firmly gripped in her hands. Upon moving up the stairs, Alexis was taken off guard by a large cabinet that tumbled down them. She hugged herself against the wall tightly, allowing the piece of furniture to pass completely and crash at the bottom of the staircase before continuing her way upstairs.
Arriving downstairs to the basement area, Meagan quickly realized along with Phineas and Ferb that they wouldn't be the only two recruits to be stuck down there. All of the others were there as well, including an extremely sheepish Kuzco, who was stripped down to his boxer shorts (the only thing he was wearing underneath the uniform of Dr. Venkman, during the time he had it on). The other recruits were firing dirty looks at him, as he stood there feeling embarrassed and ashamed, as well as cold from the huge draft down there. The only positive thing about it was the fact he was showing off the style of his boxers, which had his face printed all over them.
"Kuzco, what were you thinking?!" Malina yelled, before raising a hand in protest. "Never mind! Don't answer that! I already know the answer: you weren't thinking! You never do anything without the consent of anyone around you! It's always Kuzco this or Kuzco that! Everybody do what Kuzco says or else! When will you ever start thinking?!?!"
The young emperor just gawked at her blankly, during the entire time she ranted at him, and then uttered, "Man! Are you ever hot when you're all upset like that!" To this typical male response, Malina just rolled her eyes and grumbled in aggravation.
Meanwhile, Candace spotted her brothers coming down the stairs with Meagan and got a bit peeved herself. "Where were you guys just now?! All heck was breaking loose just a while ago, and I didn't see you anywhere!"
"Hey, Candace." Phineas answered, sounding the complete opposite of how she did—calm and humbled. "We were hanging out with the Ghostbusters and saw one creepy-looking demon terrorizing part of the tri-state area."
"You were not supposed to leave the firehouse! You're not even supposed to be working here!" Candace exclaimed. "Ohhhh, when I get enough money to buy that digital camera, I'm gonna bust you guys so bad in front of Mom, she'll have kittens!"
Phineas and Ferb exchanged a quick glance, before Ferb told Candace, "You know that's a scientific impossibility, Candace."
She was about to make a retort to Ferb's statement, just as Meagan stepped in and addressed her. "It was my fault. I wanted to talk to Miss Zeddemore about something important. They were just trying to help out."
"What is it that you're trying so desperately to talk with her about?" Cody curiously inquired.
Meagan bashfully looked down towards her feet, twiddling her fingers. "It's rather private, which was why I wanted to only talk to Miss Zeddemore about it."
"Well, we can totally respect that," acknowledged Justin, who afterwards turned to the others and added, "Right, guys?"
Kuzco only scoffed in response to Justin's statement. "Speak for yourself, guy." He directed his attention on Meagan and demandingly said, "C'mon, weirdo. Spill the beanies!"
"You're the one wearing the underwear with his own face printed all over it, and you're calling her a weirdo?" Alex bantered.
"At least I'm not the one with a brother who freaks out over a name!" Kuzco retorted.
"Hey!" Alex snapped. "I'm the only one who gets to dog my brother! Not you, pretty boy!"
The two of them went back and forth for minutes, before the others joined in, either trying to break up the fight or encouraging Alex and Kuzco to go even further. Meagan was the only one who stood clear of all the arguing, wondering whether she should've just come out and tell everyone her secret or wait for them all to calm down. All she really cared about was when Diana Zeddemore or even J.G. Stantz would get back for her to finally "spill the beanies," as Kuzco bluntly put it. That, and the fact that neither Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck, nor Goofy were down there with the rest of them.
Christina never thought she would've needed to one day strap on one of the Proton Packs in their headquarters to fend off a ghost. But when the other Ghostbusters weren't there to take care of it, drastic times called for drastic measures. And while she gripped her Proton Gun nervously, she wondered just how exactly she would bust the green, slimy specter in their kitchen on the second floor. Crouched down near the entrance, she would glance in every few seconds to see what it was doing, which was pretty much just raiding the refrigerator.
The sound of footsteps coming up the stairs caught her attention, and she watched as Alexis Embers arrived, brandishing her own Proton Gun in hand. Even though she was relieved in seeing her there, she couldn't help but to wonder out loud (in a whispering voice), "What took you so darn long to get here, girl?!"
"You try driving a wrecked Volvo through twenty miles sometime!" Alexis angrily remarked, crouching down across from Christina and peeking inside the kitchen to see Slimer gulping down an entire chocolate cake in one bite.
"Shoot! Dr. Venkman was saving that cake for herself!" Christina said. "She's gonna be ticked when she finds out who ate it."
"We'll just tell her it was the desperate and hungry Goofy, Donald, and Mickey," suggested Alexis, who quickly reminded herself of the situation with the new recruits. "Speaking of which, are they down there with the other pests?"
Christina shook her head. "No, I needed their help in busting the other four ghosts that got out."
"Other four?!" Alexis exclaimed in shock, nearly blowing their cover to Slimer. "What else are we dealing with here?"
"Nothing too serious." Christina stated. "Just the same spirits that we encountered at Pizza Planet last year."
Alexis tightly shut her eyes and lightly banged her head against the wall in frustration. "I can't take handling these amateurs, Christy. They're gonna ruin our business and just get in the way of things."
A chuckle emerged from within Christina, after listening to Alexis's complaint. "Funny…the others said the same about you, sometime before we hired you on the team."
Alexis reacted in great surprise to this revelation, looking at Christina in wide-eyed disbelief. "Really?" She nodded in reply with a small grin on her face. "Why didn't they ever tell me? I mean…don't you guys trust me?"
"Of course we do, darlin'." Christina responded. "It's just that…at the time we were deciding to bring you in, so much had happened—we were coming back together again, at the same time that the world almost ended…and then there was the issue with your molecules reversing and Jay finally realizing…"
"Wait…What?!" Alexis interjected, realizing that one of the events that she mentioned stuck out like an unexpected sore thumb.
It was a tad bit too late once Christina realized that the cat had been let out of the bag. She covered her mouth and looked to Alexis in bewilderment, uncertain of how covered up her blunder. But she needn't to worry about it much longer, as a strange green tint shined over them, as well as horrid stench that plagued their nostrils.
Of course, they didn't need to look up to realize that Slimer was looming directly over them, possibly listening in on their conversation (that was if he had ears). Still focused on each other, Alexis and Christina signaled for an immediate attack with a simple nod. Without a second thought, the two stood up and aimed their throwers at the slimy ghost. They were about to open fire, until…
GAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
He belched right in their faces, unleashing the odor of digested cake, burgers, and chicken…all mixed into one. It took all of what Alexis and Christina had in them to keep themselves from vomiting.
"Let's blast this little nasty!!" Christina yelled.
Again they attempted to open fire on Slimer, but they were interrupted once more by the sounds of screaming and rapid footsteps descending from the flight of stairs down the hall. They noticed Mickey, Donald, and Goofy coming downstairs, appearing extremely frightened. Equipped with no more than their original ghost-catching tools (a shotgun, a net, and an axe), the three didn't stand a chance against their old nemeses—the Lonesome Ghosts.
They were practically stampeding their way towards Alexis and Christina, who were left with no other choice but to run themselves. Heading back downstairs, the group were chased by Slimer and the Lonesome Ghosts, making growling noises as they had done so (figuring they might as well sound like real monsters, since they were just as scary as them to these particular mortals).
Unfortunately, on the way down, the five mortals tumbled over one another and fell the rest of the way down the stairs. The particle thrower of Alexis's Proton Pack came to life and briefly fired a stream across the garage, connecting to the front door and blowing it away. Seeing what Alexis had accidentally done, Slimer and the Lonesome Ghosts immediately saw the real opportunity at freedom ahead of them, feeling the incredible desire to wreak havoc over the rest of the city.
Slimer turned to his ghostly cohorts and told them something in his own garbled language that they could apparently understand, as one of them laughed and replied in a hollowed voice, "Now that's the best idea I've heard in over a hundred years! Let's do it!!"
The wild ghosts bellowed with insane laughter, hovering over the fallen bodies of Alexis, Christina, Mickey, Donald, and Goofy. Seeing them up there laughing, Alexis became extremely furious. She got to her feet and fired her Proton Gun, shooting out streams all around the ghosts, who immediately stopped laughing and started escaping from the wrath of the person trying to bust them.
Embers continued firing, missing her target horribly and striking mostly at the ceiling. Her streams connected with a few of the overhead lights, disconnecting the cables keeping them suspended and causing them to crash over certain areas of the garage and reception areas, including the desks of Christina Melnitz and Dr. Venkman.
Witnessing the serious damage she was causing, Christina quickly got up and shut down her Proton Pack in the same way she did Kuzco's. Once her stream had vanished in the blink of an eye, Alexis stared at her particle thrower in confusion for one minute and then turned to Christina the next, upon reminding herself of the recently-installed shutdown function in her pack. "What did you do that for?! I almost had them!"
"You were actin' way out of control!" Christina exclaimed. "You've gotta cool your jets, before you create more of a ruckus than these cretins." She gestured to the escaping Slimer and Lonesome Ghosts, as they flew right through the gaping hole that Alexis's Proton Pack created.
Before departing himself, Slimer took one final moment to stop and turn his attention to Alexis. He grabbed the bottom of his mouth and pulled down hard, extending its average length to a few feet longer and exposing practically every bit of his disgusting, translucent mouth and the rest of his insides. As the foul ghost stuck his long, huge, slimy tongue out at Alexis in a disgraceful gesture, she could practically see down his esophagus and get an unwanted "sneak peek" into his stomach.
"Ehhh, now that is just wrong!" Christina uttered.
Alexis glared at the slimy ghost, watching him as he made a hasty exit towards the gaping hole. Just as he passed through, however, someone stood right in its frame and instantly fell victim to Slimer's disgusting nature. He phased through the upper body and left behind a massive amount of his ectoplasmic residue drenching all over the poor bystander.
It was only within a few seconds when Alexis, Christina, Mickey, Donald, and Goofy realized that the bystander was the chairwoman of their business: Doctor Kimberly Venkman. At the time of her arrival, she was wearing dark, red-tinted sunglasses that she considered herself lucky for wearing then, as they prevented the slime from entering her eyes.
Taking them off, she blinked a few times and said to the group standing across from her, "Let this be an important lesson to you ladies: always wear black on Friday."