The Boothill Boys flew through the woods, gathering firewood. This was it! They had done it! They had captured the Hitchhiking Ghosts! They were so happy, they would even do stuff for Brer Fox and Brer Bear!

(To the tune of "You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch")

Boothill 1: You are villains, Boothill Boys

But that is all old news

For once, though, you are the winners

Yes it's true you didn't lose, Boothill Boys

And we'll give them a dinner invite that they cannot refuse!

Boothill 2: You are villains, Boothill Boys

But you have them in your claws

Since it's hard to cook a spirit

You might have to eat them raw, Boothill Boys

Time for a victory feast, so

Let's raise our straws!

Once in the cave in front of their captives, the Boothill Boys raised their straws and...nothing. They couldn't get the straws through the jewel!

"What the...this thing's solid!" exclaimed the first one. "Aw, we should have seen this coming!"

"Yeah, you really should have," agreed Ezra.

"We saw it miles away," added Phineas.

"Idiots," muttered Gus.

"Hey," cried the other Boothill Boy, "YOU don't have the right to talk! You're in a crystal!"

Phineas shrugged. "A pretty crystal."

"Kin we jes' eat Brer Rabbit an' get de ghosts thing over wid later?" complained Brer Bear.

"No you can not!" snapped the first Boothill Boy. "Without us, you would have never caught that rabbit! We're going to Leota to get a new crystal that'll sort this thing out! And when we're gone...no eating!"

With that, the vultures flew away.

"This is gonna be funny," Ezra whispered to his friends.

"What's funny?" Phineas whispered back.

"Just watch."

The second the Boothill Boys were gone Brer Bear rushed towards Brer Rabbit, gripping his club. "An' now I'se gonna knock yo' head clean off!"

Brer Fox frantically jumped in his way. "No, no, no! We gotta wait fo'...we gotta...Brer Bear!"

In desperation, Brer Fox whipped out some rope and the two tumbled around for a bit. When the dust cleared, the two were surprised to see that they had managed to tie themselves together.

"And Brer Rabbit gets to watch this every day?" complained Phineas.

Gus nodded. "Lucky guy."

Once again managing to sneak into the mansion, the Boothill Boys angrily swooped into Leota's seance room.

"Hey, Leota!" called one of them. "We've got a big problem with your stupid crystal!"

Leota's head smugly materialized. "Oh, do you, now?"

"We can't eat the Hitchhikers because they're in there and we're out here!" cried the second vulture.

"Oh," Leota said innocently, "what a shame that I didn't think ahead."

"I think you knew exactly what was going to happen!" hissed one of the Boothill Boys.

"The realms were hazy," replied Leota.

"Why do you mock us so?"

"You tried to eat my daughter," Leota glared at them.

"Well, try and try again!" The second Boothill Boy started sucking up Little Leota again, only to be swung at by Emily's axe. He dropped his straw.

"Why do I seem to taste so good to you?" cried Little Leota.

The first Boothill Boy motioned desperately towards his friend. "As you can see, he can't hold out. We need help!"

"I suppose it goes to the greater good," mused Leota.

"Or greater bad," Emily pointed out.

Leota had another crystal appear in front of them. "This BLUE crystal reverses the effect of the green one. When they touch, the green crystal with shatter...and the ghosts will be yours."

"Just get them out of here!" cried Little Leota. "The one with the straw creeps me out!"

"You've been a big help, Madame Leota!" smiled the second Boothill Boy. He was about to shake her hand, when he realized she didn't have one.

"Go," Leota said flatly. "Please."

"Oh," called Emily, "and watch out for the Suit of Armor. He's still in a bad mood."

The first vulture turned around nervously. "Uh...where might this Suit of Armor be?"

"We don't know," smiled Little Leota, "He just sort of vanished."

The vultures went pale. "Oh. Okay. Thanks..."

The Boothill Boys cautiously snuck back through the Mansion towards the door, afraid that the Armor would be around any corner. And yet, at the end, they had made it out fine.

Then they realized that he was waiting for them outside.

Despite their problems, the Boothill Boys lived to get back to their cave. They arrived just in time, because Brer Rabbit was in the process of tricking his enemies.

"Well, gee, boys, I'd LIKE to teach you de ancient Japanese art o' Jukido Jujitsu, but I can't if I'se all tied up!"

"Dat's right, he can't if he's tied up!" realized Brer Fox. "What we gon' do, Brer Bear?"

"Uh, we kin untie him..." mumbled Brer Bear.

The Boothill Boys gasped and quickly stopped him.

"What are you doing?" cried the first vulture. "He always uses that trick! Everyone knows that trick!"

"Well, gee," the second one imitated, "I'd like to BLAH BLAH BLAH, but I can't if I'm all tied up! It's the same thing every time!"

"An' yet it always works," smiled Brer Rabbit.

"Well, it's not working this time!" sneered the Boothill Boy. "We have THIS! The mighty BLUE crystal!"

"Well," said Phineas, "I like the color."

"How is that different from the stupid green one?" asked Gus.

"Oh, there's a big difference!" laughed the second vulture. He turned to his companion. "Man, I'm hungry. Hurry up and use it!"

Ezra held up his arms in protest. "What does it do? Ya can't just use some glowing emerald on us without telling us what it does!"

"You jerks," nodded Gus.

"Villains have no manners," sniffed Phineas.

"Let me do the talking," the first Boothill Boy whispered to his friend. "You ready the straws." He turned back to the ghosts. "Well, gentlemen, here's what's gonna happen. When the crystals touch, the green one will shatter. Then we'll eat you, they'll eat Brer Rabbit, and we're mostly all happy."

Phineas raised his hand. "Uh, we could always just...fly away?"

"Don't make yo' threats!" growled Brer Fox. "If you flies away, we eats Brer Rabbit on de spot!"

"That's pointless," replied Ezra. "If we DIDN'T move, you'd still kill Brer Rabbit."

At that moment, all three ghosts and the rabbit had an idea: Bluff and stall.

Ezra continued. "Besides, we couldn't care less, could we?"

"Not a bit," said Gus.

"We'll fly out of here faster than insert simile here!" smiled Phineas.

"Darn straight, dey will!" exclaimed Brer Rabbit happily.

"Do we have to go back to the Mansion?" moaned the second Boothill Boy.

"We're not going back there!" gasped the first one. "Between the Armor, the head, the bride, and the smaller version of the head who has a body, they're all out to get us!"

"Duh," said Gus.

The second vulture shoved his face against the crystal holding the ghosts. "Keep out of this, midget! I wanna suck you so bad!"

"You've gotta stop saying things like this," groaned the first one.

"Let's see what the other morons have to say," said Ezra.

Brer Bear looked up. "Who?"

Brer Fox smacked the bear on the head. "He means us! Now, I say dat we...dat we..." But he just couldn't think of anything.

"I think we should eat Brer Rabbit now," suggested Brer Bear. "Den we can plan on how de Boothill Boys eat de ghosts."

"Wow," admitted the first Boothill Boy, "that's actually a really good idea."

"...an'," continued Brer Bear, "I think we should knock his head clean off!"

"No mo' o' dat 'knock his head clean off' stuff!" snapped Brer Fox. "I'se sick o' hearin' 'bout dat! Sides, I don't wanna eat no mashed rabbit! I'se just gonna chop him in two wid my axe! It's just dat simple, I do declare! Yes it is!"

Brer Fox grabbed Brer Rabbit and raised his axe. Ezra and Gus gasped. Phineas tried to remember if he had seen Rachel Ray do this once.