The Boothill Boys swooped down to the island, eager to feast. "This is gonna be great!" cried the first one. "Finally we'll have the ghosts right in our straws!"
"AND that stupid rabbit!" added the other.
"Like killing two birds with one stone!"
"Technically four birds."
They arrived to find Brer Fox and Brer Bear painting the whitewash on a fence.
"Dis is pretty fun..." murmured Brer Bear.
"Yeah," agreed Brer Fox, "good thing we paid Brer Rabbit to let us do it!"
"What are you doing?!" gasped one of the vultures in disgust.
"We is paintin' de white wash on dis here fence!" Brer Fox happily replied.
Brer Bear held out a brush. "Wanna try?"
"Dey has got to pay Brer Rabbit first!" Brer Fox reminded him.
"IDIOTS! IDIOTS!" exploded one of the Boothill Boys. "Where are those critters now?!"
Brer Bear shrugged. "Dunno."
"Well, FIND THEM!" screeched the vulture. "We didn't get this crystal for nothing, you know!"
"Crystal?" repeated Brer Fox and Brer Bear. The Boothill Boys held up the shining green jewel.
"Tarnation, Brer Bear!" marveled Brer Fox. "How much do you supposes day would be wort'?"
"Gee, uh..."
"It'd be wort' a lot, I'll say dat!" Brer Fox eagerly reached for it, only have his hand slapped away by one of the Boothill Boys.
"Keep your paws off it!" snapped the bird. "This is going to help us finally get those ghosts."
"Yeah," said a high-pitched, nasal voice from under them, "we'll give 'em the 'Flying Aaaaahhhh!' Cat R. Waul always looooooved that one! Eee-hee-hee!"
Everyone looked down to see an eager Chula scampering around. One of the Boothill Boys picked him up. "We don't work with spiders," he sneered.
With a flick of the wrist (or, rather, the wing), they sent Chula skipping across the lake. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! Slime-blattering sewage suckers!" squealed the angry spider.
"Across in four skips," smiled the other vulture. "I'm impressed."
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The ghosts and Brer Rabbit, meanwhile, were at one of the island's caves. Injun Joe's Cave, to be exact. Needless to say, it was pretty creepy at night.
"This...uh...this would be a great place to film," quivered Ezra.
"Hey," realized Phineas, "I think Ezra's scared."
"De bes' ghost in de world?" teased Brer Rabbit. "Afreard o' some dark cave?"
Gus laughed loudly. "I can't believe this!"
Ezra tried to build up his confidence. "I'm not scared! I'm brave! I'm tough! People should be afraid of me! After all, I'm the freakiest ghost in the mansion by far!"
Proudly, the ghost started to head in when they heard a deep groan coming from inside. "On the other hand," Ezra sqeaked, "I really don't trust the sounds coming from the cave's bowels."
"Hee hee...bowels," giggled Phineas.
Brer Rabbit was getting scared as well. "How bout we try de restaurant over dere? Away from de cave?"
The groans were getting closer. Gus grabbed the stick that they were still carrying around. "Gus will defend us!"
"Is he talking about the stick or referring to himself in third person?" Ezra asked Phineas.
"Maybe both."
A shadow was coming out of the cave! Gus raised the stick.
Out walked...
Goofy.
"GOOFY?" everyone cried in surprise.
"Howdy, fellers!" laughed the dippy dawg. "A-hyuk! I've been lost in there for three days!"
"Why didn't you ask one o' dem guests fo' help?" asked Brer Rabbit.
"They sorta didn't know it was me, 'cause it was so dark," shrugged Goofy. "I got hit with by a lotta screaming girls."
Ezra grinned. "Sounds kinky."
"Hey, why not have Goofy in our movie?" suggested Phineas.
Ezra's eyes lit up. "Now, THAT'S an idea!"
"Does we have to switch names again?" asked Brer Rabbit.
"Nah," snickered Ezra, "that was only for those dumb villains. They're probably still painting the stupid fence!"
Unbeknowst to them, the Boothill Boys were perched above the cave's entrance. One held the crystal in his claws. They essentially had one shot of making this, and they knew they couldn't mess it up.
"Can we at least get out of the cave?" Phineas was saying as they emerged from the cave.
The vultures snapped to attention! The second they saw the pudgy ghost exit, they dropped the crystal, the green jewel landing on his hat. Upon making contact, the crystal grew larger in size. Phineas was suddenly sucked inside!
"What the..." muttered a stunned Gus. He and Ezra touched it out of pure reflex and were sucked inside as well.
"This cave is gonna be the last thing you see!" cackled one of the Boothill Boys. They swooped down, only to quickly fly out of reach again when Brer Rabbit and Goofy jumped at them.
Goofy and Brer Rabbit tried in vain to catch the vultures. "You two!" cried Brer Rabbit. "You buzzards turn my frien's loose, ya'll hear me?"
"Run, Brer Rabbit!" encouraged Phineas. "Get help!"
Since the vultures were out of reach, Brer Rabbit and Goofy had no choice but to run for the shore. Once they were gone, the Boothill Boys were safe to land and began to roll the crystal into the cave.
"Let's find a raft!" Brer Rabbit told Goofy as they ran through the woods.
"Yeah!" nodded Goofy. "We can get Mickey and the rest back here in no time!"
But they weren't safe yet. Out of a tree sprang Brer Bear, planning to crush them into the ground. Brer Rabbit and Goofy swiftly dodged the attack and hopped into a raft (the same one they took to the island earlier) at the island's edge.
Goofy looked back into the woods. "Hurry! Some more critters are coming!"
Indeed, Brer Fox was gaining on them! He jumped over the fallen Brer Bear and had his arms full of rope, a sack, an axe, and firewood!
Brer Rabbit was having troubles, however. "I'se tryin', I'se tryin', but I ain't gettin' nowhere! How does you start dese rafts, anyhow?"
Goofy smacked a bunch of things, which seemed to start it.
"Keep wackin' dose buttons!" encouraged Brer Rabbit. "Dey's makin' us go faster!"
"A-hyuck!"
They started to whizz over the water. It looked like they were going to be home free! But Brer Fox wasn't finished with them. He lassoed the bottom of the raft...and was almost pulled along with them in a water-ski fashion, if it wasn't for Brer Bear grabbing him at the last minute.
"We're slowin' down!" cried Goofy. "Wonder why."
Brer Rabbit looked back at the island and made a terrifying discovery. "Dey got us! We gotta go faster!"
Grunting and groaning, Brer Bear managed to tie the rope to a tree and kept a good grip on it. The raft had been anchored.
Brer Fox grinned for a second, but then realized that capturing Brer Rabbit would still be a tricky task. With no other option, he climbed up onto the rope (which was stretched out as far as it could go at this point) and began to maneuver across tightrope-style. "I is not going to let dat rabbit get away dis time!"
Brer Rabbit began to panic now. He couldn't talk his way out of this one...but he could still manage to escape! He desperately turned to his companion. "Goofy, you always has full pockets! Is dere a pocketknife dere?"
Goofy began to empty his pockets as quickly as he could, but there was so much in there that it did take some time. But Brer Fox was approaching quickly!
"You has got to hurry!" urged Brer Rabbit. Brer Fox was almost there!
"Got 'em!" Goofy triumphantly pulled out his pocketknife.
Brer Rabbit grabbed it and began to saw away at the rope. Brer Fox was centimeters away from being able to grab him!
SNAP! Brer Rabbit cut through the rope! With nothing to hold it back, the raft, still going at full speed, took off through the sky. Goofy screamed out a classic "Goofy Holler," which could be heard all over the park.
From the shores of Tom Sawyer, Brer Bear was disappointed. They had come so close! And he really wanted to knock that rabbit's head clean off.
But just as Brer Bear turned away to trudge back to the cave and be berated by the Boothill Boys, he heard a noise coming from the water. He looked back to see...
Brer Fox and Brer Rabbit! Brer Fox happily swam ashore, holding on tightly to the squirming rabbit. Apparently, although Brer Rabbit had managed to cut the rope, he was still grabbed by Brer Fox at the last second, so while Goofy and the raft got away...he didn't.
"Turn me loose, Brer Fox!" cried Brer Rabbit. "Dis ain't fair!"
"Not dis time, Brer Rabbit! I caught you, and now you'se mine!" Brer Fox shoved the rabbit into a sack. "Dinnertime, Brer Bear."
"I'se starved! ...what are we eatin'?"