Summary: Feeling the need to get stronger, Dennis decides to get a pair of inflatable muscles. However, will they actually work as Dennis hopes?
This chapter is the parody of the episode: MuscleBob BuffPants.
One morning, Dennis was in his room, looking at himself in the mirror, and somewhat making himself look strong by flexing his muscles.
"It's time to grow myself large and wide!", the boy said, going towards his mock weight lifting set. Tinkles watched as Dennis tried to lift his dumbbells up into the air, however they ended up being heavy, as he is struggling.
Soon, there was a knock on Dennis' bedroom door, and it was revealed to be Ericka. "Hey Dennis, how's it going?", she said, as Dennis responded, "Nothing much, I'm just doing what people might call 'pumping iron'.".
Dennis soon shows Ericka his muscles, however there were no muscles. "Well, you're sweating.", Ericka said, "You must have had a huge workout.". "Yep,", Dennis said, "All thanks to my state in the art weight set.".
When Ericka sees the weight set, she was concerned, because most of Dennis' weights are mostly empty milk jugs, stuffed animals, and balloons. "No offense, but you won't be making progress lifting those.", Ericka stated.
"What do you mean?", Dennis asked. "Well, you need to have arms like these.", Ericka said, showing off a photo of what looks like her, in a workout outfit. "Who's that girl?", Dennis asked. "That's me in my sophomore year of high school.", Ericka said, "Back then, I was on the schools wrestling team. Plus, those muscles are still with me.".
Dennis soon realized that Ericka did made a point, as his arms are more weak. "Well, maybe I do need some real muscles.", Dennis said, "But how?". "Well, if you want arms like me when I was a sophomore,", Ericka said, "you just need to follow my training program.".
Dennis even asked his mom and dad for permission, and said it would be a good idea for their son to get some exercise. "They said I can do it.", Dennis said with excitement. "Great!", Ericka said, "Meet in the gym at 12:00.".
When Dennis got to the gym, he was ready, however, when it comes to the first part of the workout, he was struggling. "Come on, Dennis!", Ericka said, "It's only pushups. You can do it!", but Dennis ended up doing one.
Now in a boxing ring, Dennis and Ericka are going to have a good boxing match. "Okay, put up your dukes. Put em up, Put em up!", Ericka said, reliving her sophomore year. "What?", Dennis said, however it was too late, as he got punched by Ericka's boxing glove.
"Are you feeling stronger now?", Ericka said to Dennis, who is running on a treadmill. "I'm... feeling... something!", Dennis said, as the treadmill was going too fast, and flung Dennis onto the floor.
"Well, I guess it's time for the arm cruncher.", Ericka said, hopefully thinking that might give Dennis strong muscles. "Arm cruncher?", Dennis asked, hopefully thinking it won't be painful, but one quick look at the arm cruncher, which is a bunch of bricks hammering down on one monsters arms, made Dennis have second thoughts.
"This is gruesome.", Dennis thought, and once Ericka got over to the cruncher, Dennis was gone. "Here it is!", Ericka said, but Dennis, who was now talking through a cell phone told Ericka, "That's great, but I just remembered that I have to clean my room!".
Back in his room, Dennis was in bed and said, "This working out stuff is very painful. I wish there was a way to get muscles now.".
Suddenly, "Hey, hey you!", a voice cried. Dennis looked around, to find where the voice is coming from, as it teased, "Wimpy, wimpy, wimpy! I'm a couch potato!". The voice was revealed to be coming from the TV as a commercial.
"Are you too much of a wimp to work out?", the guy on the TV asked, "Are you a weakling, with bones made of sponges?". "Maybe.", Dennis said with sadness, but then the guy continued, "Well, I've got the solution for you!".
Dennis soon asked, "What is it?". "Inflato-Arms!", the guy announced, "They slip on like a glove, and then you add air.". The more Dennis watched the commercial, the more intrigued he got. "How big do you want them?", the guy said, "Normal? Veiny?! And for the ladies... hairy.".
Now Dennis was totally into this commercial. "I was a wimp before Inflato-Arms, but now I'm a jerk and everyone loves me! So order yours now, wimp!".
"Wow, Inflato-Arms look cool!", Dennis said, however he doesn't want to ask his mom or dad to get them, thinking that he might cheat on getting stronger muscles. "I know, I ask Papa Drac if he can order them!", Dennis said.
Dennis soon got his new Inflato-Arms, and when he showed them to Dracula, he was a worried that Ericka my find out that the muscles are fake. However, Dennis said that she won't notice.
Later, he was in the gym, and most of the residents soon saw a silhouette of what looks like Dennis was huge muscles. "Dennis?", said Aquarius the lifeguard, "Is that you?". "Well, who were expecting, Tiny Tim?", Dennis said, flexing his muscles.
"You're ripped!", Aquarius said, as Dennis said, "Thank you!", even flexing his muscles to make those words. "I've been working out, and beside,", Dennis asked, "Anyone up for the juice bar?", to which he leads the other brawny residents to the juice bar.
"I'm telling you, he's huge,", said one brain resident, and Ericka soon asks him, "Have you seen Dennis, because he ditched the workout we were doing.". "You mean, Dennis the Buff-pire?", said the brain, "He's in the juice bar.".
Ericka soon walked into the juice bar, and tries to find Dennis. "Well,", Dennis said, explaining how he got the muscles, "I've started out eating 20 raw eggs a day, but that was just me.", he continued, "I mean, I used to remember I look like that guy over there.".
"Who me?", a swamp monster asked. "Yeah, and I almost remembered I looked like you too, Aquarius!", Dennis teased. "Here's your smoothie, kid.", the bartender said, placing the glass on one of Dennis' hands, and realizing that he can't lift things even with the Inflato-Arms, decided to use a straw.
"Dennis?", Ericka said, noticing the boy's large muscles, "Where'd you get those muscles?". "Well,", Dennis fibbed, "I made my own workout routine, and it works really well.". "Well, what's your secret workout routine?, Ericka asked, which made Dennis a bit nervous, knowing that he didn't really has a workout routine.
"Well...", Dennis said, "First... I take my hand, and do this.". He is shown making armpit farts, which made others wonder if the workouts legitimate, but Dennis just said, "Do these muscles lie?", with caused the others to do it too.
"Well, I'm just so glad that you found a workout routine that works for you.", Ericka said, and Dennis responded, "Yeah, your way was a bit too much for me.".
"Well, I think it's time to put those muscles to the test.", Ericka said, which made Dennis nervous, asking what she meant. "There a huge sandbag tossing competition, and it's today.", Ericka said, "In fact, there's a sign up sheet outside, I'll be right back.".
"Wait, Grandma Ericka, I... I...", Dennis tried to say, but Ericka was already at the sign up sheet. "It's time to put in my name.", Ericka said, as she signs her name in, "Let's see... Ericka Dracula-Van Helsing.", she said.
"Grandma Ericka, wait!", Dennis said, as the bartender lifted the glass up, and Dennis is now sent flying out towards the sign up sheet, but it was too late. "Dennis Dracula-Loughran.", Ericka said, as she wrote Dennis' name.
"It's okay, I already signed you up.", Ericka said, much to Dennis' disappointment.
Now, in a Olympic style arena, Dennis and thenrest of the competitors are busy getting ready, however Dennis was more nervous than ready. He even decided to inflate his arms up even more.
"Up first: Frankenstein!", a human sports announcer said, as Frank lifted up the sandbag, and threw it very far. "200 yards!", said the referee, as the crowd cheered. "Up next: our very own lifeguard, Aquarius!", the announcer said, as the lifeguard threw the sandbag even farther. "320 yards!", said the referee who was squished by the sandbag.
"Up next: Ericka Dracula-Van Helsing!", the announcer said, as she was ready to lift the sandbag, and then does a powerful kick, that it went past the rest of the competition. "510 yards!", the referee said, once again squished.
"Wow, that was impressive!", the announcer said, "Up next: Dennis Dracula-Loughran!". "You're up, Dennis!", Ericka said, as the crowd kept doing armpit farts, and cheered, "Dennis, Dennis, Dennis!".
"Okay, I better not screw this up, cebause if I do, everyone will hate me.", Dennis thought. "I'm no wimp, I'm a jerk!", Dennis shouted, as he inflated his arms up until they are veiny. As Dennis tried to lift up the sandbag, he ended up with abnormally sized muscles every time, until...
POP! The Inflato-Arms popped and everyone just stared at what happened. "I think he lost, one of the crowd members whispered, as everyone soon cheered, "Ericka, Ericka, Ericka!".
Now, Ericka knew that Dennis' muscles weren't real, and was very angry. "Uh... I can explain, Grandma Ericka.", Dennis tried to say, but Ericka just said, "Don't wanna hear it, just come with me.".
Ericka and Dennis are now in Ericka's room, as she has developed a brand new exercise for her grandson.
"97, 98, 99, 100.", Dennis said, as Abraham, who was watching TV with Ericka, said, "I want 100 more, my favorite channel is not there yet.". "But it hurts.", Dennis said as he was relieved to be switching channels as his exercise.
"1, 2, 3, 4...", Dennis said, switching channels, as Ericka said, "I think we just found a new exercise for you, Dennis.". "9, 10...", Dennis said, but ended up dropping the remote. "Can you get that?", he soon asked.