Thunder struck as lightning cracked above a mountain in which a cave dug deeply in. Within the cave dwelled two people, both named Chupi. Both were blonde as well, with Chupi 1 having a mullet and Chupi 2 having an even longer mullet. They both sat criss-cross-apple-sauce across from each other, both their eyes closed and their minds plunged into deep thought. After a few long hours of thinking, Chupi 1 opened his eyes and yelled, "This sucks, man! I can't think of jack in 'ere!" Chupi 2 opened his eyes as well, "Same for me, man! My mind's drawing blanks! If even this beautiful and aesthetically pleasing cave won't help us think- then our theory's gotta be true!" "THE MAGIC NUMBER MUST BE RESTORED!" they both yelled. "But we can't find Chupi 3 anywhere!" Chupi 1 said, "He knows we're after him and he's gone hiding!"
Suddenly, a brown dog strutted his way into the cave, which made Chupi 1 jolt back. "Ay, what're you startled over?" Chupi 2 asked, "It's one of them dogs we taught morse code to." "Ah, right, I'd forgotten about those..." The dog looked up Chupi 2 and began to blink in morse code, " SUSPECT FOUND. BLINKED PHRASE AND SUSPECT WAS STARTLED. SUSPECT IS A BOY IN A BANANA COSTUME IN ELLAY." The eyes of the two Chupis widened. "Chupi 3 knows morse code!" yelled Chupi 1, "And he's the only one who'd be startled at such a simple phrase!" Chupi 2 smiled, "In Ellay, ya say? I think we've found our guy!" Chupi 1 and 2 both walked out of the cave with a boombox in hand and sat upon a comically large plastic bottle rocket. Chupi 2 set the rocket off, and the two were blown away to the distant land of Ellay.
The two crashed into Ellay's Live House, which Teddy was performing in. The music stopped immediately, and the shook crowd turned their gaze at the two boys who had just put a hole in roof. "What the hell!?" yelled Teddy, "This is the second time my show's been crashed today! What gives?!" Chupi 1 got up and dusted himself off, "Ay, have you seen a kid in a banana costume 'round here?" "You talkin' about Banana Kid? I hear there's some other jackasses also asking around for him (who ALSO crashed my show!). Go join them and get out!" Chupi 2 saluted Teddy and picked up his boombox, "Thanks for telling us- see ya!" Chupi 1 and 2 both zipped out of the Live House as fast as they could. "Wait- clean up this mess before you leave! Hey!"
After searching around Ellay for about fifteen minutes, the Chupis stumbled upon a trio holding a piece of toilet paper. They heard one of them say, "Aight, so I just mapped out the route to Banana Kid's house. Onward!" "You hear that!?" Chupi 1 whispered to Chupi 2, "They're goin' to the house of a Banana Kid! You think that-" "Yup. It must be him!" The Chupis followed the trio down a path which wound into a large patch of trees. They maintained a safe distance away from the trio, as to avoid being spotted. Frank knocked loudly, and the three were let in after a fair bit of bickering. "Didja see that!?" Chupi 2 whispered, "That's definitely our guy!" Chupi 1 smirked, "So what's the plan?" "Let's just go in and do our thing!"
"You want that arcade or not?" Frank whispered to Muskedunder. "Yeah, Ah do... but Ah don't think this guy's gon' give us any. He's just ramblin' on and on." Banana Kid pushed in his round glasses, "Do... any of you want a bologna sandwich?" The moment Banana Kid mumbled those words, a small robot which had been clumsily cleaning the area stopped what it was doing and began to make a sandwich. "Eh?" Windy said, "No thanks, I'm allergic." "AH HA!" Banana Kid yelled, "I'VE GOT YOU NOW, SPIES!" The three collectively raised their eyebrows. "THE STRINGBEANS ARE ALL ALLERGIC TO BOLOGNA AS WELL! GO RATTLE 'EM, MIKE!" The Clumsy sandwich-making robot began to search the room for batteries. "Hey- Mike- I said go fight 'em!" The robot shot a strange beam at Frank. It didn't work.
"I really should've activated all my other robots before you came..." Banana Kid muttered. "Hey, wait! For the last time, we're not spies dude!" Frank yelled. "Lying to my face!" Banana Kid replied, "You're all bologna avoiding SPIES!" "How do we prove that we're innocent!?" Frank pleaded, "We just came here for the robots and flamethrowers, man!" "I know what you are... get out of my house NOW! Now I'll have to change identities once more!" Windy spoke up, "Holy mother of GOD- just let us buy a robot! We aren't no Stringbeans, asshole!" Windy and Banana Kid began to argue furiously, until the four all heard a loud BANG at the back of the house.
"What... whazzat?" uttered Muskedunder. Banana Kid slowly turned his head back, and from out of nowhere appeared the two Chupis. Banana Kid's eyes grew wide as the earth, "No- NO! NOT YOU-" Chupi 1 laughed, "We've got you now, Chupi 3!" Windy raised an eyebrow, "Chupi 3?" Chupi 2 straightened a seemingly invisible tie, "Allow me to explain. That boy in a Banana costume right there was once part of our most wonderful band. The Stringbeans! Together, us three made the finest disco music. But years ago, Chupi 3 decided to up and leave for no damn reason!" Banana Kid raised his voice, "I left because you were forcing me to eat nothing but string beans! And you'd never let me work on robotics either! AND disco had gone out of style a decade ago!"
Chupi 2 clenched his fist, "We were supposed to revive disco TOGETHER! But ever since you left- and BROKE the magic number- we haven't been able to conjure up any new music!" Frank raised his eyebrow in unison with Windy, "The magic number?" Chupi 1 raised three fingers, "Three is the magic number! Three is what gets things done! Trios are the most spiritually powerful groups on earth! Maybe you can do things in groups of four- if you're lucky. But trios are where the magic's at! But Chupi 3 left and broke our precious trio... and now we have no musical power left in us!" Chupi 2 interrupted, "But luckily for us, we were able to teach dogs to communicate in morse code. We taught one dog to repeat the phrase 'ARE YOU CHUPI' to strangers- and that led us here! And now that we've found you, we'll make you join back no matter what!"
Banana Kid preceded to sprint out of the house as fast as he could, with Frank, Windy, and Chupi 1 and 2 following. Frank ran to cover Banana Kid and shielded him with his arms, "Ay, you ain't touchin' this guy. He's gonna make robots for us!" Chupi 1 smirked, "We're gettin' him no matter what!" Chupi 2 raised his boombox and turned it on. The boombox began to excrete some of the most wonderfully groovy and funky music to ever come from earth. The music began to hypnotize Frank, Windy, and Banana Kid. Chupi 2 yelled, "You, in the red suit! Move to the side!" Frank moved began to walk away from Banana Kid against his will, "What the hell!? My body's movin' on its own!" Banana Kid cried out, "That's the power of amazing musicians! Their music can control you and force you to follow their every command!"
Chupi 2 commanded Windy to step away from Banana Kid as well, and then commanded Banana Kid to walk towards him, "Yes! The Stringbeans are back in business!" "Where the hell is Muskedunder!? Why'd he stay in the house!?" yelled Windy as he began to dance involuntarily. Everything began to seem hopeless. Frank and Windy were under the music's control, Muskedunder had stayed behind, and Banana Kid was now going to be forced to rejoin the Stringbeans. But just as Frank began to see the darkness of failure fill his mind, a heroic figure made themselves present. It was Teddy, the musician from the live house!
"I seek vengeance for my broken roof!" he yelled at the Chupis, "I followed you two mullet heads here! I'll make you guys pay and clean up!" "Woah- it's the guy whose show was crashed by Muskedunder!" yelled Frank. Teddy darted his eyes at Frank, "You may've crashed my show- but at least you didn't break my roof like these two knuckleheads!" Teddy began to approach the Chupis, and in response, Chupi 2 raised his boombox's volume. Teddy began to feel the music controlling him, but he did all he could to resist the music. Teddy slowly realized that he could continue no further without being controlled by their music, "Brute strength is not enough to beat them!" he yelled, "I must combat music with music!"
Teddy began to passionately sing the lyrics to "All That I Needed Was You", and the music waves which he produced began to clash with the music waves produced by the Chupis. The musicians were all trying to win control over the other with their gloriously tasty music. Unfortunately for Teddy however, he only had the power of his voice, while the Chupis were blasting their disco music in all its glory. Without a band playing, Teddy's singing could only take him so far. The music of the Chupis overpowered Teddy's, and so he was blown back by their music waves and fell under their control. "Damnit!" yelled Frank, "What was the point of you returnin' if you were just gonna lose anyway!?" Failure began to cloud Frank's mind, and everything truly seemed to be over.
Until Muskedunder ran out of Banana Kid's house with a flamethrower in hand!
"Hey- that one guy finally came out!" Chupi 1 yelled. Chupi 2 faced Muskedunder's direction and blasted his music. "I command you to drop that flamethrower!" But it didn't work. Muskedunder continued approaching as he figured out how to work the machine. Chupi 2 raised the volume of his boombox to level, "I SAID- I COMMAND YOU TO DROP THAT FLAMETHROWER!" But Muskedunder continued on, as if he were deaf. "W-What the hell!?" cried Chupi 1, "Why isn't it working!?" Windy spoke up as he continued to dance, "Ah right, I forgot- Muskedunder hates all music that isn't 20's and 30's blues! Your disco has no effect on him!" Chupi 1 and 2's faces turned purple with fear, "NO EFFECT!?" They both yelled.
"Take this!" yelled Muskedunder as he activated his flamethrower. The two Chupis were engulfed in an intense fire, and everyone else looked on with shock, realized that this was kinda messed up. The two Chupis screeched as if they had just seen the pits of hell, and began to ran away, their bodies engulfed in fire. They kept running until they reached a river, which the two tossed themselves into. They were then taken downstream, never to be seen again. No one really cared about them, so their disappearances were never investigated. Maybe they were eaten by bears or abducted by aliens. Who knows!
Banana Kid turned to Muskedunder with tears in rolling down his cheeks, "You got rid of the Stringbeans... I... I... I am indebted to you! I owe you big time!" "Me? Aw shucks, don't mention it, Ah don't need to be paid back." replied Muskedunder. "Yes you do, idiot! We need a robot and flamethrower!" yelled Frank. "Oh, right. Ah need one of your bots and this ol' flamethrower." Banana Kid clapped his hands, "Y-Yes! You can have that thing, and I'll build you your own custom robot!" Frank got up, "Yes! Mission accomplished!" Banana Kid walked to his house, "I will now begin construction on Mark!" The smile on Frank's face vanished, "Woah woah- Mark?" "Yes! That's what I'm naming your robot." "Why such a lame name? How about something cool like- Frankystein!" "I vastly prefer Mike... and my other robots have simple names as well. I wanna name it Mark!" "Well... how 'bout we combine the two. What do you think of Frankystein Mark?"
Banana Kid thought for a moment, "Sure! Frankystein Mark it is! Now, can you give me some number I can call, so I can tell you when it's ready?"
Frank walked over to Banana Kid and began to give him the number of a portable phone he had stolen the other week. Meanwhile, Teddy approached Windy, "So, you in a gang?" Windy turned to face Teddy, "Eh, me? Yeah." "And Hilton- or should I say, Mr. Wonderful, you know who he is?" "Yeah. Why?" Teddy sighed, "Listen kid, you need to quit this gang stuff. Especially if you're associating with Mr. Wonderful, he knows some dangerous people. After I disbanded my gang, he left Ellay and got into some deep crap." Windy raised an eyebrow, "Are you talkin' about Grand Kallé? Leader of the Association?" "Yeah, her..." said Teddy as he sighed, "Whatever. Good luck."
To Be Continued