Bolt and Rhino were just watching happy tree friends when Rhino said, "I need to evacuate my lower intestines" and he walked to the turdlet room.

"I'll come with you," said Bolt. They went to the BR and placed their cheeks on the toilet. They pushed waiting for the poop to plop out. Rhino was took a successful dumparoo and stood up (without wiping) and looked at his brand spankin' new toilet scale. The scale told Rhino how much his shit weighed said, "Yes! My first 200 pounder! Let me see your scale." Rhino looked over at Bolt who replied

"...Oh yeah, I..um.. totally got a 400 pounder!" Bolt lied.

"That story had more holes than my underwear," said Rhino.

"Okay, the truth is..there's no excrement in my butt.." Bolt said sadly. Rhino gasped and mid-gasp, the Agent and the 46 nuns busted through the door with a steel-solid battering ram that was in the shape of a set of cheeks.

"The iron butt.." Rhino said in amazement.

"This is an emergency!" cawed teh Agent and the 46 nuns in perfect harmony. "We have to call Doctor Rip Studwell immediately!" they all yelped once again in harmony. They all piled in the butt mobile and set on their way to see Doctor Rip Studwell. They were driving when they passed a fart shaped building on the right.

"We just passed (gas) the doctor! Look in your rear view window!" Rhino cawed at the Agent who was driving.

"But(t) I don't wanna see my rear!" said the Agent whipping the car around. He parked in the lot outside the building. There were toilets as waiting room seats when they walked in. Doctor Rip Studwell took in Bolt right away. He took him in a room with toilet bowls for Rhino, the Agent, and he 46 nuns to wait in while Rip was examining Bolts booty.

"I'm sorry but there's nothing I can do. He partied too hard at the moon party when he was playing: what am I sitting on? The actual moon is stuck in his butt. There's only one person that can help you guys with this" said Rip.

"Who?" questioned everyone in the room.

"Deep Toot" said Rip in a low voice. "She usually hangs around the outside of this building. Good luck. The fate of the world rests in your hands" said Rip. And with that, the gang was gone, searching for Deep Toot. One of the nuns that was an expert in carrying American white shepherds who have the actual moon in their butt carried Bolt. It didn't take long to find her because she was sitting on the throne.

"Our dear friend has the actual moon stuck in his butt" said Rhino "Can you help us?" questioned Rhino.

"There is only one person who can help you" she said in a low, raspy, hard to understand voice.

"Who?" they all questioned, as they did before to Rip.

"...Prin..ce...John...You can find him on the Hiney Hills" She whispered in a hard to understand voice. And with that she disappeared into a green cloud of gas.

"Over the river and through the woods to Hiney Hills we go!" sung the group, determined to find Prince John. They walked for an hour until they came out of the woods and saw the gleaming cheeks known as the Hiney Hills. On the biggest hill, there was a golden throne with a man atop it. They approached him and asked,

"We're looking for Prince John"

"Oh I'm not Prince John. I'm Prince of Johns!" he said. He whipped out a magic wand and poofed the moon out of Bolts bippy and the world was saved!1