| {He then gets the blanket and puts it over him, then lies on the pillow
and goes to sleep. Fade to a little while later, as we look up at the still starry filled
sky, and one of those stars is getting brighter and bigger. It then slowly begins to
streak down towards Earth, then gets faster as it heads towards the ground, and to Loud.
He then wakes up from the bright light and gasps at it coming towards him, and ducks out
of the way. However the light doesn't collide on the ground, but stops a few feet above
it. It then glows brightly. When it stops, Loud looks over and is shocked by what he sees,
which can only be described as some sort of male fairy, and even more shocking is the fact
that he looks like none other than Tom Ruegger himself} Fairy:{To Loud, in a voice that's also like T.R}There you are! Come out, this is your lucky night! Loud: What, what is, what just...who are you?! Fairy: First pinch yourself to make sure you're not dreaming.{He does}Good, that means you are actually awake, so you'll more easily believe what I have to say. I am your good fairy. Loud: Good fairy? That's hardly an original title. Fairy: I know, I keep trying to get my bosses to get with the times, but they're so traditional. Anyway let me explain my job. We fairies are assigned to a specific person and come down to Earth to offer heavenly advice when the person is at the end of his or her ropes, like in that Jimmy Stewart movie. I'm assigned to you as long as you're a kid, because in my Earthly state I was quite good at offering fatherly like advice to get kids up. Loud: Well you do look like a fatherly figure at that, even with the glasses. Fairy: Anyway, I've been watching you and I haven't been happy with how things are going for you. When I heard that wish of yours, it took me a while but I convinced my bosses to let your wish be granted. That's why it took till now to respond, so let me be the first to congratulate you on succesfully bringing to Earth the Wishing Star! Loud: You mean my request came true? There really is a Wishing Star? Fairy: Yesiree bob-a-rooney! It's been granting wishes for 61 years, ever since Walt D*sney first stumbled onto bringing the Star here and wishing that his studio would dominate animated films forever.{Scoffing}Though I don't approve of that, there are other fine studios that could do just as well with intelligent management and good marketing and advertising. But anyway, it's been coming down here ever since. Besides, do you think old Walt could have gotten the idea to use a Wishing Star in that wooden boy movie himself and without having a first hand encounter with one a year earlier to get the inspiration? I highly doubt it. Well anyway, you wished it here, are you ready to make any wish you want? Loud: Yes! And I know the rules from the stories, the first person to touch it gets one wish, no exceptions. Fairy: Well, you've eliminated the need for me to provide that info, so I'll go to the next thing. What is the wish you plan to make? Whatever you say here you don't have to wish for, but it's a union thing and we're required to ask it to compare plans with actual wishes. Do you have a wish yet? Loud: Well, it would either be getting my friends back, or saving Charity Bazaar from her sickness. But who am I kidding, one wish won't make up for what I've done, I want them to like me not because I wished them to, and any other way apparently isn't possible. So I'm going to wish that Charity get better to thank her for her support and do one last kind thing before I leave them all alone for good. Fairy: Very well I have that down. With that last task done I can call out the Wishing Star itself. Here goes! {Up in the sky, another star gets brighter and bigger. It then streaks through the sky to the right, and lands behind the mountains very far away, like in "Wakko's Wish" And the shape of the Wishing Star is exactly the same from that movie} Fairy: Well I believe you know the rules, you'll have to be the first to touch it to get your wish. It's late night, so I estimate the other villagers won't really notice it until the morning, so you can get a good night's rest and start your journey first thing tomorrow. And I advise if you want success, you don't tell anyone about it, because the last time the Wishing Star came to Earth in a town like this, the wisher told his brother and sister and they blabbed about it all over the place, then everyone wanted to touch the Star in a mad mad mad mad search! Loud: Is there a reason you said mad so much? Fairy: Well that's how many times I need to say it to best tell you how mad it was! Loud: Don't worry, it won't happen this time, I only plan to tell one person, and I know she can keep it a secret. Besides, if I told everyone not only would the whole town know, but so would the Evil Scientist, and then he'd try to destroy anyone getting in the way of his plan to touch it. I won't let him spoil this ray of hope. Fairy: I know. Well, I'd best be on my way. See you Loud, and I hope the next time these talks are needed they'll be done by my replacement when you're very old! You can ensure that by touching the Wishing Star, and good luck in doing it! {The fairy flies away and back into the night sky. Loud watches him go, then looks at the Wishing Star from far away, and smiles. He then lies down and goes back to sleep much easier than before} {We fade now to the morning. Loud has left his sleeping place behind, and now is near the shack. He opens the door quietly and tip toes inside. Everyone is sleeping, and Loud goes right over to Charity's sleeping form. He is almost regretful to weake her because of how peaceful she looks sleeping, but he is in a hurry, and so he taps her on the shoulder lightly a few times. She then wakes up and gasps at seeing Loud} Loud:{Whispering}Sssh. Boy, if the others were awake they'd say following through on that action would be a first for me. Anyway, I have something very important to tell you, we'll have to go outside so we don't wake them. {Charity is a bit puzzled and groggy, but she follows Loud outside and they walk away from the shack} Charity: All right, what's the important thing? Loud: Do you see that circle like bright thing behind the mountains?{He points to the Wishing Star} Charity: Yes, that is a bit unusual. Maybe that's just the sun coming up slowly. Loud: Far from it. Have you ever heard about the legend of the Wishing Star? Charity: Of course, anyone who watched that D*sney movie with the wooden boy does. Loud: It's no legend. I wished for it to come down to solve our problems, and it has! If I'm the first person to touch it, I get one wish all to my own! And I only came down here to tell you that I plan to use that wish to wish that you be cured of your sickness. Charity: You're on the level? That is the Wishing Star, and you're going to use a wish to cure me?{He nods}But why? Wouldn't you rather use it to get them to like you again, you can have any wish you want, do you really want to use it on me? Loud: Yes, as I told the fairy that came down and told me of all this, I don't want them to like me because I wished them to, and it appears that I can't convince them to like me normally. So I'm going to instead leave them alone and leave them by doing this one last good deed to save you. It's my way of saying thanks for your help. Charity: I don't believe it. I didn't know how last night's attempt to help could be topped in thoughtfulness and kindness, but it has. I don't know how I can thank you. Wait a minute, now I do. I'm coming with you to the Wishing Star! Loud: You are? But, but you'll be exposed to even more cold, it'll add on to your unpleasantness. Charity: That won't be a problem if your wish is granted. Loud: Very well, we'll find the Wishing Star together. But we can't tell anyone that that is the Star itself, if we do, the whole town will make a fuss and try to get it, and that wouldn't be so bad if it wouldn't be sure to alert the Scientist and then he'd find out everything and try to get it himself, then get rid of anyone in his way. Charity: But eventually he will be a bit curious about why there's something that unusual behind the mountains. Loud: That's why we have to hurry, and we can't tell the others too, they'll get the wrong idea about our intentions and if they find out, they may be the ones that blab about it. Still, we need to at least find a faster way to the mountains so we'll have a head start when everyone eventually sees the Star and finds out what it is. Charity: We'll probably have to ask someone for help, someone that can keep a secret and who won't try to get the Star for himself. Loud: How about Mr Tesla, he has all kinds of weird stuff that could be of use. What am I thinking, if we tell him he'll become obsessed with getting it himself and wishing himself to be great or build a death ray or something. Charity: That won't be a problem, because he's on vacation right now for 3 days! We can ask his assistant to help us! I'm sure she'll let us borrow something, then we can return it without a scratch before Tesla comes back! Loud: WELL, WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR, LET'S START THE SEARCH FOR{dropping his volume to a whisper}the Wishing Star. {Cut to a newsdesk where Fred Moppel, the Ted Koppel lookalike from Part 2 of the American Revolution and the H! Satellite TV episodes is reporting} Moppel: So there you have it, the proof that Mr Kiddington broke into the vault and tried to take everything for himself. It's even more hateful when you consider that he could have shared it with other people in this town who are in desperate need of cash, but instead he deprived someone of that chance for his own personal greed. It is a shameful act, and I hope you'll all remember that the next time you see him, Loud Kiddington, who is loud, and also greedy and hateful. I'm Fred Moppel. Scientist's Voice: Cut!{He comes into view towards Moppel}Thank you very much Mr Moppel, this will go along great with the 8 AM news. Now I have to go over and tell the other newscasters to break this news. Moppel: By that you mean the other most often seen newsguy in town, Barry Ding?{He nods}First tell me, why did you choose me to break the news first, because I'm in a ratings war with him and I need to show him up badly. Scientist: Well, you were the first newsguy I saw, and I wanted to get this news out as quickly as possible. But I will admit you have more integrity and honesty than most newscasters, and that really makes me puzzled as to how a newscaster can keep in business with things like that. But it's probably more a credit to your talent. Good day, Mr Moppel.{The Scientist then goes over to another newsdesk next to Moppel, which belongs to Barry Ding, the Larry King-esque character who is not in a good mood} Ding: Mr Scientist, I don't mean to be mad, but how can you say that he's better than me, I have more popularity! Scientist: But he has more health insurance, something you lack since unlucky things happen to you at the end of every episode, like with O'Leary's cow and those political animals. Ding: And that's my fault? Moppel:{Coming into view}You shouldn't go questioning the word of someone who can give you a very serious punishment for doing so. Scientist: That's what I like to hear, someone who understands my power and knows what I can do to someone insolent. Ding:{To Moppel}Stop sucking up to him like that! Moppel: I can do whatever I want to do, you don't tell me what to do. Ding: Well maybe I will when I destroy your show once and for all in the ratings, then you come up begging for help to get back on your feet! Scientist: All right that's enough! Mr Ding, I didn't come here to see a scuffle, I came here to see you report this breaking news! Now take this script and do that! {Ding is still angry, but he goes back to his desk and prepares to do that. The Scientist then walks away and is followed by Crosby} Crosby: Sir, I really think you've gone too far this time, can't you let Loud be? I mean he's miserable enough already! Scientist: Look, I ruined his life, now I have to make sure he doesn't get back on his feet by finding some new friends! This report will get the whole town to hate him and make sure that doesn't happen. Now stop being so soft and follow me back to the castle. {Crosby doesn't hear him, he has just spotted the Wishing Star from the window and he is staring at it with great awe. The Scientist doesn't see him and continues to talk} Scientist: When we get back, we'll have to plan out this week's itinerary, take these things down before I forget them. This week I'll propose my latest round of unfair tax laws, beef up security in the vault and other rooms in the castle...and here's a real good one, I'll ostracize, or banish all scientists! I've been waiting ever since I was thrown out of science to make my peers pay, but I never had a good excuse, until Nixon and Alexander brung me Mr Tesla's death ray! I can say they could be plotting against me and have them purged, Stalin did it all the time!{He finally sees Crosby isn't looking at him and goes toward him}What are you looking at, it's just outside, we see it all the time, now pay attention!! Crosby: Does outside usually have that to see? Scientist: What are you talking...{He finally sees the Wishing Star}What the bloody heck is that?! {Fade to inside Tesla's lab, as Loud and Charity are talking with Miss Info} Charity: So we need something that can get us to the mountains very quickly, does Mr Tesla have something like that among his legions of crazy stuff? Miss Info: He does actually, let me show you the engine powered bed.{She points to a normal looking small rectangle, an engine is in back and a blanket and pillow are in the rectangle itself}He created this to let someone tired who had to go on an all night trip rest and relax in this bed while the engine powered him to where he needs to be. Well this is the only thing I can think of, and though it doesn't go that fast yet, it may be the only thing that fits what you're looking for. Loud: IT'LL HAVE TO DO, WE'LL TAKE IT! UM, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO ASK US FOR PAYMENT, ARE YOU, I MEAN YOU'D PROBABLY WANT TO ASK SOMETHING IN RETURN FOR ALLOWING THE RISK OF US DAMAGING THE EQUIPMENT OF YOUR BOSS. Miss Info: No, it's free! I know you're poor and have no money, it'd be heartless of me to ask for money, even with the risk. But just in case it does get damaged, could you tell me why you need this exactly so I can tell Mr Tesla you had a good reason for wanting it? Charity: Well, I suppose we have to tell somebody. Can you keep a big secret? Miss Info: I suppose, how big is it? Loud: Very big. Do you know the legend of the Wishing Star?{She nods}Well it's here, the Wishing Star itself is behind the mountains, and I plan to be the first to touch the Star and then wish that my friend here gets cured of her sickness. Miss Info: I knew that the legend of the Wishing Star wasn't a legend after all! And you plan to cure her of sickness, that's so sweet! Don't worry, I'll keep your secret. She must be important to you if you want to use your wish on her when you could have any wish you want in the world. Loud: Well, she's the only friend I have left. As you already probably know, I have a very loud voice, and my other friends hate me for it. But she's the only one that's stood by me even after the Evil Scientist framed me for stealing money in his vault for myself, and I want to do this for her before I leave the others alone so they can't hate me more. Miss Info: That's so sad, I sort of know what that's like. Being mocked for a single personality trait is something I'm familar with, you have your voice and I have my low intelligence. Mr Tesla hired me because he wanted someone incompetent to work with so he could show everyone how much of a genius he is, and he reminds me of that often. And if I tried to leave he'd probably get me back with that scary image of his. It's sometimes really down for me to be known for only a low I.Q. Loud: I'm very sorry about that, like you said I know what that's like. But Charity saw that beneath that I am a nice person, and I'm sure you are too. Why don't you show that by keeping these little secrets that have been revealed here? Miss Info: I will, I swear not another living soul will know about this. Go ahead and take your bed out of here, and I certainly _wish_ you the best of luck and I hope you get what you're looking for. Charity: Thank you, and don't worry, we'll have the bed back by tomorrow. We wish you the best as well. {Loud and Charity push their bed out of the lab and Miss Info waves good bye to them. However, she's not alone in seeing them leave, as behind the right wall of the lab, Tesla himself is watching them leave} Tesla: I knew coming back here before I left to see how she would run my lab would pay off! The Wishing Star, I can't believe the legend is true! Just think what I could wish for, I could wish for a death ray, I could wish for all my ideas to work succesfully, I could wish for greatness itself! And I could very well be the first to touch it, I'll just wait for her to leave for her daily shopping trip to get what I need to get there first.{He laughs evilly, but quietly} {In another part of the woods, the other kids are wandering around} Pepper: Charity, where are you? You've been gone too long and too early for us not to be worried, come back inside or you'll get more sick! Froggo: You don't think this has anything to do with Loud, do you? I mean she didn't appear so shocked and angry when we told her what happened, maybe she's still supporting him. Aka: Sssh! You're about to be proven right, stay down!{We see that nearby, Loud and Charity are working on their engine powered bed. The others then get out of view} Charity: Do you think this is actually going to be a smooth ride, if Tesla made this, we should prepare for the unexpected. Loud: We'll have to trust him, it's our only way to get to the Wishing Star fast enough for us to get it first. Cho-Cho: Did he just say the Wishing Star? Toast: He's loud and crazy dudes, everyone knows that's just a legend. Aka: Then what's that behind the mountains?{She points to the Wishing Star}I'm not saying that is the Wishing Star itself, but the look of that freaky looking thing over there does look like the look of the Star. Lucky Bob: Well let's _look_ over to them and see if it is. Hah hah, get it, look, since you said that word so much back then? Aka: Bad joke, good idea. Charity: The mountains look very far away, why couldn't the Wishing Star have landed someplace closer? Loud: That seems to always be the way, at least that's what the fairy told me. Charity: I'll take your word for it since that is always the way. Pepper: AHH HA HA! You guys, that _is_ the.... Everyone: Sssh!!! Pepper: I mean, that really is the Wishing Star out there! The creators of "Pinocchio" were right, it really exists! Toast: But he could be lying just to get her attention and support. Pepper: But what if he isn't? Then he'll have one wish all to himself! He can wish for anything he wants, and I don't think it'd benefit us. Cho-Cho: I guess it would be logical that he would get her support in helping him get the Wishing Star himself, that's apparently what their plan is. Aka: So it's not enough he tries to get money for himself, now he wants the Wishing Star itself too! I say we don't let him have this. Just think of what we could get if we're the first to touch the Star, we could wish ourselves out of poverty and poorness! Froggo: You're right, this could be our ticket out of misery, and Loud would probably wish it for himself and not for us after what he and us did last night. But how did he trick Charity into apparently helping him? Toast: Maybe he told her he'd wish her to get better, then double cross her at the last minute! I'll bet he'd do that since he's probably bitter at us all, in that case we've got to stop him and get the Star before him! Pepper: So what are we waiting for, let's go to the Wishing Star!{She screams again and they all rush away} Charity: Did you hear something? Loud: I guess not, I'm too busy trying to get this to work so we can get there in time, get our wish, and use it to cure you. Charity:{Shivering again}Well, I'll be the first to admit we'll need to hurry up fast to do that and get this sickness away from me. {Back in the village, the kids rush towards a shop that appears to be closed. They head in anyway, and we see the clerk is W.O.W} W.O.W: Hey kids, didn't you read the sign, this place is closed forever! Aka: We know, but we still need those sleds you used to sell in here. W.O.W: I'm glad someone does, though I never liked this job, I just took it to do something around here, asides from the darkness those evil guys put this place in, things have been really boring for me. Pepper: Well they aren't for us, because we're gonna go find the Wishing Star. W.O.W: The what?! Froggo: The Wishing Star, it's over there.{Points to it} Lucky Bob: Yes now, we're gonna touch the Wishing Star and get one wish to ourselves if we're the first ones to touch it. W.O.W: Really? You're on the level? Toast: Yep old lady dude, the Wishing Star is real and we're gonna find it. Now where are those sleds you used to sell, we need them to get to the mountains. W.O.W:{Obviously hiding something}Um, they've all been taking out, there aren't any left, I'm sorry.{She then sees most of the other kids already have sleds} Cho-Cho: Well apparently there were some left, we found them in your dumpster. Thanks miss shopkeep.{The kids take their sleds and go} W.O.W: Hey come back!! Aw great, now how am I gonna outrun those young tykes and get to the Wishing Star?!{Assorted citizens then crowd around her} Man: Did you say the Wishing Star? W.O.W: Yep, it's behind those mountains and those kids are gonna touch it and get one wish to themselves, that is if they're the first ones to touch it, and that honor's gonna go to me. Man: So it's real? It must be, because the shape of that thing is similar to what the other people who saw it claim it to be! Miss Oldest Woman, you just blew your chance to get their first, cause I'm gonna get there! Woman: Oh no you won't Bob, I'm gonna touch it! Man 2: No me, I'm gonna touch it first!{Everyone starts to argue} W.O.W: Oh boy, I blew that secret. {Word is now spreading all over town about the Wishing Star. A group of philosophers see this scene, they consist of Plato, Confusius, Socrates, Aristotle[the Alex Trebek model of him seen in H! Satellite TV]and Rene DesCartes} Socrates:{Coming up to Bob}Hey junior, mind telling us know it alls what the big hub bub is? Bob: Yes I do, you think you can find out and take away my chance to get to the Wishing Star and get a wish to myself?! You couldn't be more wrong!{Realizes what he just said}Then again, I could be wrong.{He rushes off} Confusius: The Wishing Star, he must have a plato in his head to believe that. Plato: Do you need to keep using that joke? I think it exists, and if it does, it means with one wish we can have anything we want, maybe it could tell us all the problems of the universe we aren't smart enough to figure out. DesCartes: He could be right, I was seriously considering wishing for it when I couldn't figure out my "think, therefore I am" theory! This could be the intellectual journey of a lifetime! Aristotle: So is it our final Jeopardy answer that we agree that we're not going to use it for glory, but instead to find out the mysteries of the universe we can't solve? We're going to only do this for the pursuit of knowledge? Socrates: Sounds groovy to me, what are we waiting for, let's take a journey to the Wishing Star!{We go behind them to see that inside a house, Mr Smartypants is overhearing their conversation} Smartypants: Wow, the Wishing Star! Gasp, if I could get my wish from it, I could wish to finally be good at inventing things and be just as appreciated as those philosophers over there! I'd be crazy not to go for it!{A door knock is heard. Smartypants then opens it to reveal Chit} Chit: Hello Mr Smartyshorts. Today I have a selling product for you that's right up your alley, it's the new edition of "Inventing for Dummies" Smartypants: Who needs that when I could wish for inventing talent with the Wishing Star over there?! For the thousandth day in a row, no sale Mr Salesman!{He runs in a hurry} Chit: My name is Mr Chatterson, you know! You should at least be smart enough to know my name since I've been here so..so..so{He too sees the Star}That is so beautiful, it must be the Wishing Star he was referring to! My problems are over! I can cancel my trips today and go off and wish that they won't ever be so unhappy to see me again and buy my products! Look out Star, here I come! {Now we see almost everyone is gossiping about the Wishing Star. Inside another home, Samuel Melman is moping however} Samuel: I hate it everytime I think about how I got fired by those evil writers as publisher and kicked out of movie producing. Even worse is that even if I got back I can't think of any brilliant ideas, and some will say that I never had any to begin with.{A small "Aw" is heard behind him and he turns to see Big Fat Baby standing beside him}Thanks Big Fat Baby, this is why I love ya, you always are beside me and you're hilarious too! But still, only a miracle could save me now. {He then turns on the T.V to Fred Moppel} Moppel: This just in, the enitre town is apprantly gossiping and going crazy over reports that the Wishing Star itself has arrive here behind the mountains! The villagers are going nuts over the possibilities of getting a wish all to his or herself, and futhermore.... Samuel: The Wishing Star?! Ha ha, it's not only a great movie idea that got capitialized 60 years ago, now it really exists! Thank you whoever's up there, come on kid, this is my chance for redemption! {He takes B.F.B and runs out of the house. Moppel's report is now being seeing in a large van, occupied by the Superwriters} Mark Twain: Well, we certainly picked the right day to return to town for a surprise attack on Poe and his gang. Charles Dickens: But my dear boy, it now looks like we don't need an attack, if we get to that Wishing Star, we can merely wish the evil trio away forever! Hemingway: Yes! We'll wish their changes away forever, and then we can finally rewrite the rewrites and right the wrongs that wrong writers have wreaked on the written word of the world! Dickinson: That use of alliteration was funny the first time we did that, you know that it's not as so the 10'th time. Shakespeare: So let's go to the Wishing Star and make sure there is a 10'th time! Put the pedal to the metal on the Book Mobile, Ernie! {The Superwriters' Book Mobile then drives out of the village. It's a bit of a rough way out, because many townsfolk are rushing out to get the Star themselves} Hemingway: Hold on Superwriters, because the Wishing Star belongs to us! Philosophers: The Wishing Star belongs to us! Chit: No, it belongs to me! Smartypants: To me! W.O.W: To me! Samuel: To me! Tesla: To me! Everyone: THE WISHING STAR BELONGS TO ME!!!!{The echo is audible enough for the kids to hear this} Cho-Cho: Um, maybe we should have kept _our_ big fat mouths shut about this. Everyone : THE WISHING STAR!! {Through a telescope, we see the view of the whole town preparing or already leaving to get the Star. The Scientist is viewing this and thoughtfully goes back inside. Crosby is watching Moppel's report} Moppel: Now the entire town is in a race to get to the Wishing Star, so...if you'll excuse me I'll go out on the scene, and...um, get an eyewitness view of the story{Fast}And get the Wishing Star myself, bye!{He rushes off. Crosby changes the channel to Barry Ding} Ding:{Calling over to the right}Hey you, come back here! That Moppel, he thinks he can get to the Wishing Star, get a good newscast of it, and worse, get the wish itself?! Well, I'll show him! Ladies and gentlemen, we'll have to cut our program short today, see you tomorrow as you'll be viewing the king of the airwaves!{He goes away, Crosby then turns off the TV} Crosby: Well, that confirms it, that's the Wishing Star all right. Scientist:{Gleeful}The Wishing Star, I can't believe my belief has come true! You know Crosby, I was quite the impressionable little kid, so when I first watched that D*sney film with the Wishing Star, the concept of having a Star come all the way to Earth and give out a wish all to yourself fascinated me so much, I really wished it was true. And a small little childlike piece of me still wished it did until today, because now my dream has come true! And what fairness would it be if I waited this long for it and wasn't the one to get the wish himself? Crosby: Sir, a thought just popped into my mind, and please don't kill me for it. Why don't you let them try to get the star and stay out of it?!{The Scientist glares at him angrily}I mean, only one of those villagers can get the wish, and I think you've done too much to make them miserable, can't you let one person be happy?! I mean, it's only one of hundereds of people, and the rest will be miserable anyway when they fail, what's the harm if one is happy? Scientist: This isn't about making people miserable Crosby, it's about me, and how it's time to fulfill my destiny. Do you know what my lifelong dream has been since 10 years ago, my friend? Crosby: You've already taken over the village and exacted revenge sir, I thought that was your dream Scientist: I thought so too, but I was wrong. When I started my reign, I didn't like to be called a villain, I didn't think that I was really a bad guy, I thought one hostile takeover couldn't erase 34 years of competent goodness, so I didn't like it! But over the years, I've realized that that's not a bad thing, because now I can make a difference in many lives, as I always wanted to do. My real life long dream is global sized, Crosby! I'm going to the Wishing Star and I'm going to wish that my dream of ruling the entire world comes true!! Crosby: Taking over the world is your dream?! Sir, no offense, but couldn't have you thought of an original dream, I mean every villain in the world tries to take it over every day, it's the most obvious, cliched villains' plan in history! Scientist: They all want it for their own greed, but the difference is I do not. You see, to us villains, we are the good guys, and the good guys are the bad guys. That's because we always try to exact evil on the world and they always foil it, preventing our dreams and goals from ever taking shape. They have painfully and embarrassingly destroyed evil guys' plans ever since time began, and no one has ever stepped up and delivered evil from its doldrums, to erase all our years of failure! I believe I am the man that can save villain kind, Crosby. Once I take over the world, I will create a Utopia society for all villains everywhere, I will send the millenia of defeat and prejudice by "good guys" to us bad ones out the window! Crosby: So you're trying to be a evil version of Martin Luther King? Scientist: Yes!! For I too have a dream, and in that dream, I am the one that saves an entire kind from destruction and brings it to glory! My conquest isn't for me, it will be for the benefit of every good guy who everyone calls a bad guy everywhere! I shall save us all and make bad good, forever!!! Crosby: Did you know you've really gone off the deep end this time, sir? Scientist: I have no time to reprimand you for that, right now I must get to the Wishing Star! But we also have to take care of our potential challengers. Call all our allies in here for their biggest assigment ever! {At Tesla's lab, Tesla is opening a large cabinet door} Tesla: Those others have already gotten ahead of me, but I'm going to use a powerful mode of transport other than running to beat them! {He opens the door to reveal 7 mechanical dogs. He then pushes a remote control button and they activate} Tesla: Follow me, my mechanical slobbering hounds!{They follow him to what appears to be a dog sled}Yes, these robot dogs will never get tired unlike real dogs, and since they won't, the road to the Wishing Star will be faster and victorious for me! Unfortunately I have to use a real dog here, since I didn't finish my last metal one. Where's the model dog for these things? {Something then jumps on Tesla, and we see it's his real model dog, who is none other than Fetch} Fetch: You called, Mr Tesla? Tesla: Get off me, you scare me!{He does}I'll need you to pull that sled with the robot dogs you helped me create. Fetch: It's about time I did something here other than be a test subject for you to create those things. Tesla: Well do a good job, and I'll give you so many bones you can retire in them! Fetch: You sure know how to sweet talk me! {Moments later, we see the 7 metal dogs and Fetch pulling the dog sled carrying Tesla out of the house and rushing towards the Wishing Star} Tesla: Mush, as those Alaskan dog sledder training guys say, mush! {However, Tesla's arrival hasn't gone unnoticed, as Miss Info shockingly sees him go} Miss Info: Mr Tesla! That little sneak, he said he was on vacation and now he's going to steal the Wishing Star! That wish should belong to Loud and Charity, they certainly deserve it more than he does! Okay, okay, calm down, it's not like you can go against your own boss and win, besides he deserves a break after all his suffering. But, so do those kids, especially since one is sick and the other is misunderstood like me...{Determined}I've got to stop him! {In another part of the village, there is a pile of old cars lying around. W.O.W goes up to them} W.O.W: I'm gonna need one of these babies to get to the Wishing Star. And once I do my problems will be over. I've been lucky to live this long and I know it can't last forever, and not doing anything fun that could result in that end coming isn't fun at all. But if I got my wish for eternal life, all I'd have to worry about happening in that stuff is my arthritis! Besides, it's easier than finding the Holy Grail. Okay, what do we have here...ah ha! {She goes to an old quadricycle, gets in and drives away. At that very next moment, Chit walks towards the pile} Chit: Let's see, what kind of car would be good enough for me to get to the Wishing Star first?{He finds a convertible right in front of him}Perfect! I've been in and heard about enough of these mad, town wide searches to know that these babies are the best thing to use to get there first!{Laughs in anticipation}Soon everyone will actually buy the products I sell, people won't stereotype me just because I'm a salesman that stops by everyone...and I'd better stop talking and start driving or else that won't come true! {Back in the castle, all of the evil historical figures are in the throne room. The Scientist is about to speak to them} Scientist: As you probably know, the Wishing Star has fallen to Earth, and everyone is going after it to get any wish they want. I have decided that I will have that wish, and I've decided to assign you all to eliminate everyone else attempting to do so. You are all about to take part in the revolution, the revolution of all evil people everywhere, where... Crosby: Sir, if you're going to start that speech again, please don't, because not only do I find it disturbing to hear you be _that_ insane, but also the more times you talk, the more the villagers gain on getting the Star themselves. Scientist: Yipes, then I'd better cancel the Patton-esque sppech I was planning and assign assignments now! All right, Joe, Saddam, I'm assigning you to stop that Tesla guy from getting there, as well as that pants guy. Napoleon, you and Attila will go and stop the newscasters and the old lady. Napoleon: What?! Why do I have to team up with him? If it's because of our size, I'm gonna.... Scientist: Whatever you're going to do, save it until my conquest, all right? Alexander, you're assigned to stop the philosophers, you know them very well and will have a better chance of stopping them. Alexander: But, but my old teacher Aristotle might be with them, I can't hurt him and therefore I can't hurt his colleagues either! Scientist:{To Crosby}Is he getting that softness from you?! Anyway, if you don't stop them, I'm going to order the citizens to stop thinking you're great and you'll be known as Alexander the Pretty Good again. Alexander: Like I said, those smart guys don't stand a chance! Scientist: Very well. Richard, you're assigned to the annoying salesman and the book publisher. Edgar, the Superwriters have returned, you and your evil team destroy them once and for all, or else they'll ruin your great rewrites. Poe: Don't worry, it's a job we can do too well. Crosby: Actually it isn't, because you've only done it one time, and you wouldn't have if it wasn't for us. Poe: Shut up, you don't want to question your boss's faith in this, do you?! We'll get them. Basho: Yeah, besides I always thought their lives were too long to begin with! Sappho: Wait a second, it doesn't seem fair that you're gonna do nothing while we do all the work, what'll you do? Scientist: I'm going to handle our toughest competition, those annoying little brats I told you about last night. Rumor has it it's the loud kid that wished for the Star to come down, and I want to thank him personally. Well, you all have your assignment, go, all of you! {We go inside a room filled with many big weapons, and centering it is Tesla's old death ray. Stalin and Saddam go near it} Stalin: You were right Saddam, this is big and powerful. We could easily use this to get rid of the Scientist's competitors, which include this thing's very creator! Saddam: That's why it's so ironic. I always wanted to build one of these myself, but I have the worst helpers. Stalin: You know, we work together so well, and we both have such destructive personalities. I'd like to ask you, if you had the chance to touch the Wishing Star, what would you wish for? Saddam: To rule the world, just like the Scientist wants to. You? Stalin: I already told you that I wasn't very happy with being number 2 on the list of evil dictators, it's only because of that Holocaust thingie that number 1 pulled ahead. I'd wish to fix that ranking. Saddam: Maybe we could try to get to the Wishing Star ourselves! I know the Scientist wants us to just destroy the others, but we're powerful enough to beat him if he finds out we betrayed him. We could wish to rule the world, with that I'll have my goal, and you'll have a chance to fix your problem! Stalin: What a nasty idea, another reason why we work so well! Okay, let's do it! Now how do we move this ray out of here? Saddam: No problem, the Scientist's remote control that moves these things is here too.{Takes a remote, pushes it, and the ray moves by itself towards the door} Stalin: It's these kind of brilliant inventions that make it almost harder to get rid of it's creator. Almost, but not quite.{They laugh as they head out with the ray} {Back outside, Loud and Charity's engine powered bed is driving through the snow perfectly} Loud: All right, this thing's working well so far. You know, it's almost fitting this is a bed, at least now you can get some needed rest. Charity: Oh no, I may be sick, but I said I'd help you get there and resting in a bed isn't helping. Loud: Suit yourself.{Inspecting a wheel in front of the rectangle}Hmm, I guess this must be the steering wheel of this thing. But it's working fine without me using it, so this must be used for what direction we're going in.{He turns the wheel to the right and the bed turns right, then turns it back forward and they continue on their original course}Yep, I was right. Looks like it's straight ahead all the way, don't worry, your sickness will soon be as good as gone! Charity: And then you're as good as gone, aren't you? You did say you'd leave us alone after this. Loud: Yes, that's the plan. Even if they did forgive me, I still have the vocal power to make them take it back easily, I don't want to risk it and bring harm to anyone. Charity: If you left, you'd still be doing harm to someone, me. I'd miss you if you went away. Loud: Aw, why do these sort of things have to be so hard? I'd miss you too, but it's not like we wouldn't see each other again. Now let's concentrate on getting to the Wishing Star, then we'll get into melodrama. {In another part of the woods, Moppel is talking on a cell phone} Moppel: Hello, ABD management? What kind of resources can you give me so that I can get to the Wishing Star? Well, it's important cause I'm going to wish to overshadow Mr Ding in ratings and everything, bringing an end to our ratings war with me winning. Okay, you can get your only copter here, that's good. Bring it out here as soon as possible and I also think all of you should come out here to we can work together in delivering the victory for the ABD network. See you then.{He hangs up and we cut not too far away to Ding, talking on his won phone} Ding: Hello, CMM managment? I know you're very concered with our ratings battle, but if you all come here and help me find the Wishing Star, you'll get the win you need. Why do I want you all here? Because I found out the entire ABD network is helping Mr Moppel get there, and I want CMM to have the same work togetherness! All right, you'll be here soon? Good, bye. {At the news station, ABD and CMM workers are all leaving the building to help their respective newscasters. At the time they all leave, Napoleon and Attila arrive. They jump in the air to open the door} Attila: All right, ABD and CMM, this is a raid!{He sees no one is there now}Wait a minute, this isn't how raids work, people are supposed to be here so they can get raided in the first place! Napoleon: They're all gone! I told you this plan to draw the newscasters out here by capturing their bosses wouldn't work! Attila: Well there's lots of neat stuff here at least. We may as well raid something. Huns, start plundering!{Attila's Huns arrive and start stealing everything} Napoleon: Stealing everything isn't going to get them here! Attila: We know, but it's what me does best. How is it any different from your greed? Besides, there must be lots of things here you want. Napoleon: Well, these cameras impress me. And there's probably lots of money here I can use to take lots of other things! Out of my way! Attila: Hold it, me just got an idea! Napoleon: That's certainly a first. Attila: No, this is good! We're both greedy, power hungry tyrants here. What if we could fulfill our own desires by getting to the Wishing Star ourselves? Napoleon: I should feel mad that you came up with such a brilliant plan and I didn't, but I'm not because it is brilliant! Yes, I could wish for the world itself and everything would be mine! Attila: Hey, what about me?! Napoleon: Don't worry, once I rule the world, I'll let you and your Huns raid anything you want, because you'll have an entire world to raid! You only stole stuff from Asia and here, there are so many other places to go to and do that I'll give you a chance to do. Attila: Yes, me like this plan! And it gives me more motivation to get rid of our targets so we get there before them! Napoleon: Then take your Huns partner, and let's make our dreams come true! {Back outside, Tesla's sled is moving nicely} Tesla: Excellent my robotic and real dogs. Soon the Wishing Star will be mine, and I will wish for the respect I want so much! Now, rest for a little bit while I try to plot the fastest route to the mountains.{They do so} Fetch: Well, it's about time, since I don't have the handicap of being a robot, I really need it. Voice: Psst!{Fetch turns to see Miss Info behind a nearby bush} Fetch: Oh hi, Miss.. Miss Info:{Whispering}Ssssh! I don't want Mr Tesla to know I'm here. Fetch:{Quiet}I don't know why that is, but I'll "sssh" as you said. Miss Info: Good boy, now I have a treat for you. Why don't you take a well earned break from this hard work and have some fun with this ball?{She pulls out a tennis ball. Fetch, as well as the other robot dogs perk up at this}Heh, since those robots were all made in his image they would be excited at this. Fetch, Fetch and you robot dogs! {She throws the ball very far away to the right. Tesla doesn't see this as he looks though his maps, but soon can't help but do so as all the dogs run quickly towards the ball, knocking Tesla off guard} Tesla: Whoa, wait a minute! I'd be happy that you've recovered this fast, but you're going the wrong way! Get back on the right course, you mutts! Mush already, come on mush!! {The dogs pay no attention as they now see the ball and jump to get it. Tesla barely bails out as the dogs fight for control of it. The original Fetch winds up the winner} Tesla:{Shaken}All right, now that that little race is over, why don't we go back on course, huh? Come on, it wouldn't be wise to defy your creator.{The robot dogs pay no attention and instead growl at the original Fetch} Fetch: Hey, I won fair and square here, it's only fitting that the original beats the fur out of the furless copies.{At that, the dogs get really angry and try to get him}However, if you want to make this personal, I have no objections. Catch me if you can to get this ball!{He slips out of the sled and runs, the others chase him, and are still carrying the sled} Tesla: Hey, come back here?! Did anyone tell you dogs you have a serious one track mind?! Oh, this is one of the few times I hate being perfect, it appears I was too much so in modeling them exactly to his personality and image. Come back here dogs, so I can fix that!!{He runs in a rage after them. Now we see somewhere else W.O.W and Chit driving their cars} W.O.W: So Mr Salesman, it appears you're my toughest competition to the Star, since we're the only ones with vehicles. Chit: I'm really the only one with one, that old thing was probably invented before the term vehicle came into use! W.O.W: Hmm, you could be right, this is very old, but in that case it's very fitting for me. At least I have the experience in things like this since I've been here so long. Chit: Never underestimate the smarts of a salesman, Missy. We may be easy targets for satire and making fun of, but we're determined, that's why we never give up in getting a sale, and that's why I'm getting to the Wishing Star so people will finally buy my products! W.O.W: Fat chance, Mr Chatter, I'm getting to the Wishing Star! Chit: It's Chatterson, why does everyone keep forgetting that? All right, let's settle this in the most fitting way possible! {The cars then stop, then prepare to go again like in a drag race. They are each waiting intensely to start, then they both prepare to floor it when suddenly the Superwriters Book Mobiele flys right past them at almost super speed} W.O.W: Well, there goes that moment and my prediction of vehicles. Hemingway: Yes, we're right on target! We should be ahead of everyone else right now, I can almost taste that Wishing Star right now. Shakespeare: I've written enough plays to know that everytime something goes really right for a protagonist, the antagonist or something else always strikes back to end that good fortune. And I bring this up because it fits in with the fact that we're rapidly running out of gas. Twain: He's right, that lever's going towards the letter E really fast! We'd better pull over. {They do so. Gas is still falling out of the car and we now see the shadow of something flying above. It then stops right behind a fort of snow and we see it's the raven, and Poe and his evil writers are also behind the fort} Poe: Good work once again my friend. Now while they're outside bumbling about I have another job for you to do. Take this stick of dynamite and put it inside the gas pipe you just unscrewed.{He gives him the lighted dynamite stick and he flies off} Sappho: Why are we using dynamite, that's hardly our style. Basho: I say we should go out there and chop them into 17 pieces! Poe: Before we do that we need to get rid of that car, or they'll get there first. Right now the raven's about to make that car exist nevermore!{Laughs} Sappho: When is he ever going to stop using that catchphrase?! Hemingway: All right, now before we get more gas we need to look at these maps. Poe and his cronies could very well be out to get the Wishing Star themselves, and we need a fast route to get there first. {While they're discussing, from behind them the raven puts the dynamite stick into a pipe and flies off} Dickinson: Let's try this gloomy section. Poe and the others would be too scared to go in there. Dickens: You forget, at scariness Poe is an expert, besides they know us too well to not suspect us of doing that, they'd immediately know it was your idea. Twain: What do you say we take this little dangerous route, it's dangerous but if they followed us, they wouldn't have the skill we have to get around it, since heroes like us do and villains like them don't.{Just then the Book Mobile explodes. Pieces of paper from books fly all over the debris} Hemingway: Holy car smoke, what just happened here?! Shakespeare: Our only mode of transportation is gone! It must be the doings of our enemies! They must be nearby, and if we don't hurry up, we'll all be living real life tragedies! Hemingway: He's right, I hope you're all marathon runners in your spare time, we need speed to get there now!{They all run away} Poe: Hahahaha, it worked! And he just gave me a great idea! Maybe it's time we made a play for the Wishing Star. Sappho: But the boss wants it himself. Poe: I'm the boss, he's just someone who hired us! Besides we've only ruined literature in this small village, with the Wishing Star we could wish every book everywhere in the world to be ruined in our own image! Basho: Yes! My beloved Haiku is underappericated everywhere else, once we take control of all books it'll be everywhere! Every book will be 17 syllables! Sappho: And every book you don't get to will finally have male heroes being obliterated by us more stronger female ones, thanks to me! Poe: Well we're, as they say, talking the talk, so let's follow through on it and stop talking and get to the Wishing Star to walk the walk. {We go to another part of the woods and see a horse and carriage ride, similar to the ones seen in Wakko's Wish, however there is an opening in back of the carriage instead of a door on the side. Also there's no one in front of the carriage sitting and commanding the horses. Inside the carriage, there is not only many kinds of high tech stuff, but also the Scientist and Crosby are there} Scientist: And they called my idea of mechanical horses laughable, I tried to tell them they were more durable and would die more difficultly. At least now with these ones we have we can only focus on business here and they'll do the pulling without our assistance. Now Crosby, have you spotted Loud and Charity yet? Crosby:{Looking into a monitor}Yes I have sir, they're not very far from us at all. Scientist: Good. Now I think it's time to make our presence in this race known to them. Hand me my spider gun so I can slow them down to do so. {Cut to Loud and Charity's bed, which is still going straight ahead. Suddenly without warning, something flies past them and lands on the steering wheel. It turns out to be a spider} Loud: AAHHH, SPIDER! GET IT OFF OF THERE!! Charity: I will, but it looks like his friends have another opinion. {Now we see more spiders flying towards them. Some land on the bed, some land on the two kids. We go back and see the Scientist rapidly firing a gun and spiders are coming out of it. Back in the bed, Charity is trying to get the spiders off the wheel, but in doing so, it turns to the right and towards a rock. She tries to get it back on course, but it's too late and it crashes. However, it appears that no damage has been done} Charity: Phew, thank goodness, it looks like Tesla made this thing very durable. Loud: BUT I'M NOT SO DURABLE WHEN IT COMES TO SPIDERS, WE'VE GOTTA GET THESE THINGS OUT OF HERE!{They start trying to brush them off the bed. Loud jumps onto the ground and gets one spider off of his shoulder...and then sees a foot stomp on it the next second. He then sees who owns the foot: it's the Scientist} Scientist: Enjoying your mid morning ride? Loud: YOU! Scientist: Yes, yes it's me, I'm glad you haven't forgotten. So, congrats on bringing the Wishing Star down here, it's brung out the competitiveness in everyone. Loud: HOW DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THE WISHING STAR, WHO TOLD YOU?! Scientist: Word just spread all over town, I don't know who started it, but I'm glad he or she did to give me the chance to join in. Loud: I KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN!! CAN'T YOU JUST LET US VILLAGERS AND POOR KIDS HAVE ONE HAPPY OPPORTUNITY HERE?! Scientist: I would if I hadn't come up with a perfect wish that's too good to not wish for. And, I'd like to congratulate you again, because of your success in bringing the Star here, you are about to pave the way for the end of society as we know it, A.K.A, my conquest of the world. Loud: WHAT??!! Crosby: He sees himself as a revolutionary, he's out to rule the world for the benifits of all villains everywhere, it's not just for greed and power like other world domination obsessed bad guys.{The Scientist glares at him}What, someone had to say it, and it sounds less creepy coming from me. Scientist: Anyway, like I said, your bringing the Star here has given me the chance to destroy everything good all over the world. Boy, when they find out you paved the way, they're gonna be so mad at you, Loud.{Charity growls at his attempt to blame him}Oh, that's right, you haven't introduced me to your little friend here, I'm so forgetful.{He goes over to Charity}Hello there Charity, it's a pleasure to finally meet you. Charity: It isn't for me, but hello anyway. Loud's told me a lot about you. Scientist: And what did he say, exactly? Charity: Just that you're everything everyone says you are, a deranged, power hungry, greedy megalomaniac! Scientist: Oh, the usual stuff, huh? Well, at least my voice doesn't ring in people's ears every day for 10 years! Are you sure you have all your hearing with you? Charity: Yes, and you can give up using those loud jokes against him, because it won't work on me. Scientist: I don't understand, I really don't. How in the wide world of sports can you possibly support someone like that, especially when your more sane friends are rightfully not?! Charity: I'm not like you, or them. If you only tried to look past his obvious flaw, you'd know what I've recently figured out. He's a very nice guy, he's kind, caring, and he'd never do anything to hurt me or the others, he's someone I can trust. And once you get past the voice, he's someone very nice to be with. Scientist: You're only saying that because he's trying to cure you! Don't you at least know it's extremely difficult to get past that and figure that stuff out as well?! Charity: I know, it is, but it's unfair to judge him like that, you wouldn't understand because you're so evil. And I've known or suspected that stuff about him all along, it's just been further proven to me these last few days. Scientist: Then in that case, do you at least know that by teaming up with him to get the Wishing Star, you're as good as dead?! I want that Star, and my partners are right now taking care of the others that want it, but I especially want you two, you're my main competition. Because you believe all that stuff, you've put yourself in grave danger and now I'm out to get rid of both of you.{To Loud}If you really cared about her, you wouldn't have done all that stuff for her, because now she's with you and she's going to suffer because of that just like you are! Loud: LEAVE HER ALONE AND SHUT UP!! Scientist: Well, isn't that ironic coming from someone who never does that himself!{He turns to an angry Charity and kicks her in the stomach. She then falls to the ground}That's only a preview of what's to come. I'm going to go now since I've made my point, but you'll be seeing a lot of me during this race. Come Crosby, we're going.{They then leave. Loud goes over to Charity} Loud: Are you okay? Charity: All I'll say is with my condition, that hurt more than it usually would. My insides feel like they were close to shattering from that kick and the cold.{She shiverers} Loud: Come on, let's get back into that bed and make him pay by getting there first!{We go back to the evil duo} Crosby: Sir, why didn't you just finish them then and there? Scientist: I've decided I'm going to play with my prey first, by using their flaws against them. One of the best things about facing a foe with a loud voice is that you can use it so easily against him to guilt him to death. But first, I'm going to increase the hostility between him and the others. Did we bring our dubbed in dialogue technology with us? Crosby: I think we did...oh no, oh no sir, not again! Scientist: Yes again, this time all I need is that special computer and a tape recorder to record it with. I'll just alter any word I want to make it sound like he said it then put them together, record it, and we have more ammo against him for them!{He goes back into the carriage} Crosby: What is it with you and your fascination with dubbed in dialogue, what did those WarnerLand guys do to you? {Fade to a short little hill somewhere. We now see the other kids sledding down it successfully} Froggo: You know, I'm starting to wonder the wisdom of getting these things. It looks like our original plan to use them to slide all the way to the mountains isn't working. Cho-Cho: And all it has done is alert everyone else to the Star's arrival. I'm starting to think we overreacted about all this. What if Loud isn't intending to use the wish on himself, maybe he wants to help Charity after all. It would be quite embarrassing if that was true and we tried to stop him. Aka: Well, I guess we could try to find out some actual proof on his plans, even though if our original suspicion was right, he'd have more of a lead on us. But I suppose we should give him one more benefit of the doubt. Toast: Wait a minute dudes, do you hear that weirdo sound?{We now hear a galloping sound}Oh wait, that's not weird, it's just a horse and carriage, silly me. It's nothing to be worried about.{The horse and carriage stop and the Scientist jumps out}Then again, I could be wrong. Pepper:{Nervous}Mr Scientist! What, what are you d-doing here? Scientist: Hello, my little orphan friends, it's a pleasure to see you again. I heard that you, like everyone else are on your way to the Wishing Star. Lucky Bob: Yes we are, wise evil one. But you're not gonna beat us to it. Scientist: I wouldn't dream of it. Even an evil scientist has his limits, and it would be too heartless of me to deprive you of getting there. Too bad not everyone feels the same way. I wish we didn't have to meet because of these situations, but again I'm here with bad news about Loud. Froggo: What kind of bad, bad as in something happened to him, or bad as in what you showed us last night? Scientist: Last night, I'm afraid. I was wandering around here and I came across Loud and Charity. I recorded this proof of Loud's plans that I think you should hear. {He pulls out a tape recorder and pushes Play. Loud is the one talking through this, though it's obviously his voice, it's more obvious he never really said this} Loud: Don't worry Charity, once I use the wish to make you feel better, your problems will be over.{To himself}Fool. I'm surprised she thinks after what I went through with the others that I would still be in a right state of mind to be generous. I need her help to get there, but then I'll use the old double cross and use the wish for myself. It's their own fault for their treatment of me that I'd be this greedy, this is a great way to get back at them.{The tape ends} Cho-Cho: He said all that? Scientist: I heard it with my own ears. The recorder does not lie, and once again, I couldn't possibly get a loud enough imperspnator to impersonate that voice, could I? So that proves he said it, and it also proves once more all the points I made last night. Aka: That jackal! We were ready to give him another chance and now look what he does! Scientist: I arrived just in time then. He's really gone off the deep end, and I've decided you should really get him back by getting to the Wishing Star first. And I'm going to give you some good help in doing it. {He goes to his carriage and pulls out some more sleds} Scientist: I know you already have sleds, but you'll need sleds that don't just work when they go down hills, you'll need ones that will drive you to the Star like a car. These remote buttons in front will let you do just that. Toast: Mondo thankage, scientist dude, maybe you're not so bad after all. Scientist: About time someone knew that. Now take these sleds and go to the Wishing Star, my friends. And if you see Loud, pay him back for me. Aka: We will sir, we will!{They all take the remote control sleds, push a few buttons in front, and the sleds are soon gliding away by themselves with the kids in tow} Crosby: This could be a mistake sir, with those they could get to the Wishing Star before you! Scientist: Maybe, but it is also inevitable they'll meet up with Loud and Charity before this is over, and then they'll be so busy arguing with each other they'll forget all about the Star. This is slowly turning into more of a coronation than a race. Now, let's get out of here and ensure our victory.{They head back into the carriage and they gallop away} {Cut to Chit's convertible} Chit: I don't see any other cars or people around me, I guess this means I'm in the lead in the race! I'm certainly due to win one of these. Hey wait a second, what's that? {He stops the car and goes over to see a book entitled "Salesmanning for Dummies"} Chit: I remember offering this!{Goes over to another book behind this}And this too! There's a whole trail of stuff I tried to sell!{He follows the trail for a while until it finally ends....and then suddenly a burlap bag is put on him. The open part of the bag is then tied up and we see the one responsible for this is Richard Nixon} Nixon: Ha, there goes one of my two targets. You could say the matter of you reaching the Wishing Star is all tied up, ha ha! Chit: Could I at least have an airhole in here? Nixon: Oh no, if I give you that you'll probably have a knife ready to cut through that hole and get out. They don't call me "Tricky Dick" just because I cause tricks, I can spot them easily too. Chit: Well then, um, can I at least offer a sale? For only 2 bits you can have the complete history of your own scandal. Nixon: You think I want that?! Chit: Well I would to see where you went wrong. I'll also sell you a not very accurate biography of you for 4 bits. Nixon: No, I'm leaving now!{He walks away} Chit: But I've got tons of Nixon stuff here! I have a "Vote for Democrats in 72" button, tons of "Vote for Kennedy in 60" memorablia, and tapes of your resignation speech up the yin-yang! And for free I'll throw in a replica of your infamous Watergate tapes!{At that Nixon loses it and opens the burlap sack} Nixon: Listen you, I deal with enough of this stuff on TV parodies, I don't need you to increase my chances for insanity! Chit: But you just increased my chances to beat you to the star with your own increasing, thanks for letting me go!{He runs off as Nixon growls in anger. Nearby, Samuel and BFB are in their car still driving throguh the road} Samuel:{Looking at a map}Hmm, without transportation we're way behind, so there has to be an extremely fast way to get there from here.{B.F.B notices Nixon coming and taps Samuel's leg}Not now, I'm reading.{B.F.B sees him coming closer and taps again}I said not now, this is important!{He continues to try to warn him}Will you stop doing that, I'm trying to find a route and I don't need this!!{He then stops. Samuel goes back to reading his map, but then it is put down by an angry Nixon} Nixon: All right book publisher and movie guy, prepare to suffer the fate that my previous target did not!{He raises the burlap bag and attempts to cover Samuel in it, but he backs away} Samuel: Are you sure you want to capture me, I can do things for you if you let me go. Nixon: Like what? Samuel: Well when I get to the Wishing Star my wish will be to return to my book publishing and movie producer job, and when I get back to making movies, I can do you a favor by making one that finally purges your evil, infamous image. Nixon: You can?! That's all I ever wanted from joining this evil group. Samuel: Well I know you're probably not happy about what Gulliver Slone did a few years back with you in his movie. I mean, Anthony Hopkins as you? Nope, I don't see it. Nixon: So who would you pick as me? Samuel: We need someone who can make you sensitive and lovable, and also very funny, to bring out the lighter side of you, humor certainly helps. I wonder if Mike Myers is available? Nixon: What?! You want Austin Powers to play me?! Samuel: Well he did make Mr Powers and Dr Evil very lovable, and he could make facial gags about you that in anyone else's hands would be very unfunny and old, but he's dynamite in it! Nixon: Forget it! I want a powerful, serious image of me in pictures! Like, oh maybe Charlton Heston, or, or maybe Sean Connery! No, forget him, the last thing I need are Bond references.{Smauel and B.F.B walk away while he's debating}Hmm, we could get that Walken fellow, no what am I thinking, I don't want to be known as creepy, that's what I'm trying to get rid of! How about Kenneth Branagh, he's powerful and emotional, but probably too Shakespearean. Ooh, ooh I've got it! How about Jim Carrey, I mean he used to be silly, now he's become quite an actual actor, he could put new spins on my infamous phrases, and we could get him to deliver a powerhouse performance so the Oscars won't snub him again like they did the last two years! What you do think?{Finally notices Samuel's gone}Hello? {Fade to the group of philosophers, they are all running, the Greek ones seem to be outrunning Confusius and DesCartes} Plato: Well, this running must be the benefit of living in a country that was famous for running very far and invented the term "marathon" Socrates: I personally liked walking myself, since that's what I always did while questioning everybody, but this is a good alternative. Confusius: Of course there are some with not as much fame in running that can't keep up, slow down please! Aristotle: Normally we shouldn't in this type of situation, but in this one we have no choice. DesCartes: What is he talking about? Aristotle: Remember the poem "Humpty Dumpty" Look up and you'll see the third verse of that poem come to life.{We see many soldiers are blocking the philsophers way. One then comes up who is obviously Alexander, but he is in disguse and wearing a helmet to cover his face} Alexander:{In a disguised voice that sounds like a bad James Earl Jones impression}All right, know it alls, by order of the King of Histeria Village, we order you to turn around and quit searching for the Wishing Star! Socrates: Actually, the Scientist has rarely been referred to as the King, he just wants to be called the Evil Scientist. I thought you soldiers that work for him would know that. Alexander: Don't be so technical, just go! Socrates: You know, before I go I want to ask something. All you soldiers up there, have you achieved greatness in your profession? Soldier: Actually, we have. We're among the elite soldiers in the Scientist's army, that's why he picked us for this important job. Socrates: Well, let me ask you this. Is it worth it to be great if it's for a not so great cause? And if you have any loved ones, would they be happy that your greatness was in support of evil? Think about it.{He then leaves and the puzzled philosophers join him} Soldier: Hmm, well he certainly is known for asking these kinds of questions...and he has a point. We have been doing all this for evil, and I don't like evil. Female Soldier: That's right, and I've got the feeling that he's only giving us these jobs and making us feel great so we don't step out of line against him! Soldier: And I don't think that our loved ones would be happy to see us if we went back to them after what we've done for that evil guy, they'd be so mad we did what we've done and gotten so much credit for it! I'm going back to my wife and telling her I'm sorry! Female Soldier: Yeah, that Socrates guy always tried to point out flaws in people by asking these questions, and he's pointed out mine! I'm out of here!{The soldiers begin to leave} Alexander: Wait, come back, don't you know the Scientist will kill you for abandoning this mission?! Soldier: Go away, pawn of the oppressor!{They all go} Alexander: Come on, get back here, that guy's question wasn't that great, he's not even the greatest Greek philosopher!{Begins to think}But he is right on that loved one thing, what would my father say if he knew I achieved greatness for evil? Ooh, I've now got a lot on my plate to think about!{He then leaves. The philosophers then come back} Aristotle: It worked, we're back on our way! Brilliant idea, Socrates! Socrates: Hey, don't go and make me blush here, it's what I do best, though the uncool Greek government guys didn't like it much back then. {We go back to Tesla's dogs, who are now digging holes all over. We then see they have bones in their mouths, and there are bones all over the place} Tesla: Stop it! You can dig your precious bones after we get to the Wishing Star! Fetch: Hey, don't hurry us, this is a dog's natural instinct, you can't prevent that. Tesla: Oh, so I'm supposed to support it, eh?! All right then, how about this?!{He goes over to every bone and starts digging holes for them, they puts them in and digs the holes back. After a while, he's dug them all}There, I've shown support by digging those for you, now can we go?! {Before the dogs answer, a few more bones fly onto the ground and they rush after them. An irate Tesla then sees that more bones are being thrown from behind a rock} Tesla: A sabateur! I knew people hated me for being crazy, but this is just too much! Come out here, you non supporter!{He rushes over to the rock and sees Miss Info behind it with a pile of bones} Miss Info:{Nervous}Heh heh, well, here's your sabateur, happy? Tesla: You!! My own assistant plotting against me!! Now you're both an idiot and a traitor! How could you, what have I done to you except give you a chance to be witness to genius?! Miss Info: I tried to sabotage you because there are people that deserve a wish more than you do. Tesla: Who could that possibly be, there aren't many other people who need this more. Miss Info: You must have seen the conversation I had with those two kids in the lab. They're the ones who need that wish more, if you get that wish, that little girl won't be cured for her sickness. Tesla: All right, you weak hearted person, after I get my wish I'll help her out, happy now?! Miss Info: No, you're only saying that to get me to stop ruining your plans, I know you too well to fall for it. Tesla: Will you stop attacking me, look at it from my side. All I wanted was to be appreciated for my genius and all that I've done for science. It's been a long, agonizing, and often painful attempt to do it, I deserve to get my due credit after all these years. So I am somewhat deserving of the wish because of my sad back story. Miss Info: It's no more sad than theirs. That little boy with the really loud voice is someone you could learn from. His friends treat him just like you treat me, they hate him for his loud voice, and you often mention and attack my intelligence. Tesla: I just tell the truth, we both know you're not very smart. Miss Info: I know, but his real friend Charity doesn't hate him for that, he sees the niceness inside of him, and for that he's trying to help her. I'm just like him, you see me for my flaw and they see him for his flaw, but he's really nice and so am I. That's why you can't have the wish, because Loud and Charity should have it to end their respective suffering. Tesla: You are noble, I'll give you that. But are you sure you want to do all this to help kids whom you've only known for a few moments? Don't you, somewhere inside, want the Wishing Star yourself? You said you were tired of being attacked for your intelligence, you could do that with the Star. Think of it, no one, including me, will ever accuse you and laugh at you for your incorrect statements, you'll have more smarts, know things you've never known before, isn't that too good of an opportunity to pass up just for them? Miss Info: But if I did accept that, you may have stopped my sabatoge, but you also have one more competitor for the rights to get that wish, and you have too many already, I'd just increase your troubles more. Tesla: Drat! I knew this was a no win situation! Miss Info: And the answer is still no, I don't want that image to erase because of a wish, if I rise above it, I want it to see me the way Charity saw Loud, without having it being forced. I'm still not letting you get it, Mr Tesla. Tesla: Thanks, you've given me more inspiration to beat the pansies out of my competitors! Dogs, I see you're finished, can we go now?!{The dogs bark}I'll take it as a yes, let's go, now!{He climbs back onto the still attached sled and he goes away} {Not too far away from this scene, something blue is rolling fast through the snow. It finally stops and the blue thing gets up, then we see it's just a dizzy Smartypants} Smartypants: Oof, maybe rolling through this ground wasn't the most healthy idea, but at least I'm gaining good ground.{He starts to hear a crackling sound}Hmm, I wonder what that is? It's far away, but it sounds destructive, and powerful.{Gasps}Death ray! {He runs away just as a laser blast streaks down and hits the ground. We now see the death ray entering the scene, followed by Stalin and Saddam} Stalin: Hello, pants guy. You should be lucky this is how we're going to stop you from getting to the Wishing Star, we could have you sent to Siberia, a fate worse than death. Smartypants: You're just partial to that place because you send everybody there. Saddam: You know, I always suspected that's why you keep on saying that fate worse than death stuff about it. Smartypants: Yes, and here's something you probably on't know. Did you know the sum of the square roots of any two sides of an isosceles triangle is equal to the square root of the remaining side? Stalin: Don't you mean a right triangle? Smartypants: No, you'd be surprised how often people mistake that. And did you know that if you fire your little death ray again, I can take out a mirror, deflect the ray and damage it from only a maximum of 20 feet away? Saddam: Really, how could you know that? Smartypants: I don't, but let's try it out.{He moves back}Here, now I'm 21 feet away. Go ahead and fire. {He pulls out a mirror. Stalin then fires the ray and the blast then streaks to the ground. Smartypants then stretches the mirror out, but it doesn't deflect off it and the blast hits the ground, Smartypants is able to jump away before it does} Smartypants: See, you can tell that wouldn't have struck the mirror. Now I'll move to 20 feet away, try it now. {He moves a foot closer and they fire the ray. This time the blast hits the mirror and it deflects back towards the ray and hits it. It doesn't explode but it is damaged} Stalin: Hey, he was right! That is very smart. Smartypants: I know, well I gotta roll. I probably won't see you for a while because you have quite a lot of work to do on your ray. Ta ta.{He jumps, turns sideways, and rolls away with his face still in his pants, it's only then that the two villains figure out what happened} Saddam: No, our ray!! Ugh, how can we be so gullible?! Stalin: Don't remorse, it's very embarrassing, just get to work on fixing this ray! {Somewhere else, a limo is seen driving through. We see an exective looking man inside with Moppel} Man: As the boss of ABD, Mr Moppel, I certainly hope you're right about this Wishing Star. Moppel: Well sir, you will admit once your other top program "Who Wants To Be A Hundered Thousand Dollaraire" finally loses its ratings, you need something else to fill the void, and I can fill that with the Wishing Star. Boss: I hope you do, because I like you, but you screw up here and Ding will beat us, and you wouldn't want our wrath in you losing to a competitor to add to that embarrassment, would you? Driver: Speaking of wrath, I think some is coming our way!{We see that Attila's Huns are rushing towards the car. They cover up the whole thing and when they leave, the black plates on it are gone. The passengers jump out before they can take the rest of the car} Moppel: What's the meaning of all this?{Attila then comes into view} Attila: You're being raided, Mr Moppel! Me don't want you getting to Wishing Star, so we take away your resources! Boss: Do something, Moppel! Fight him, he's puny enough! Moppel: True, but his many swords and weapons outdo that flaw. Besides, I have another way to get them away, my expert eyewitnessness. Hey, could you Huns come over here please?{They do}I have a proposition for you, you leave us alone, and I won't tell Attila what I caught on camera that concerns you. Attila: Why does me not like the sound of that? Hun: What do you mean, caught on camera? Moppel: Oh, just my little investigative piece caught in your hideaway that concerns your hate for Attila and that you despise that he gets everything you take and your planned overthrow of him. Oops, slipped out, silly me. Boss: You have a piece like that? Why didn't you show us? Moppel: Well, I thought I'd keep it hush hush for a while, but this slipped the secret out.{Winks at him} Boss: Oh, I see! Wait, no I don't, the fact is that...{Moppel shushes him} Attila:{To his Huns}You dared to doublecross me??!! I gave you as much as I could given my greed, and this is how you repay me?! Hun: Please don't be angry, because he's lying, what he's saying never happened! Attila: Do you think I'm dumb enough to believe a reporter could lie about this?!{He jumps up and attacks whoever he can reach} Moppel:{Quiet, to the man}Come on, by the time if and when he finds out I _was_ lying, we'll be halfway to the Star. Boss: So you were lying? How dare you get my hopes up like that! Moppel: Could we discuss that away from angry tyrant range? {Nearby, Napoleon and some more Huns have cornered Ding} Napoleon: I'd advise you to surrender, Mr Reporter, or else we'll stop your run to the Wishing Star personally! Ding: All right, but could I make at least one phone call first?{He takes out a cell phone and dials it. Napoleon then takes it away} Napoleon: No, I'm not falling for that trick where you call for help! Ding: Well I already contacted this person before you took that away, and it turns out he's someone you know quite well. I did a interview with him a while back and he said he owed me a favor from it since he liked it so much. So now that favor has come, and if you'll turn around you'll see who I'm talking about.{Napoleon turns and sees a man on a horse, and he gasps} Napoleon:{Shocked}The Duke of Wellington, my defeater at Waterloo! Duke: That's right, Mr tiny tyrant, what's say we go ahead and replay that famous battle?{An army of soldiers then comes up} Napoleon: Not this time, I have soldiers of my own that will get you and your men good!{Attila then storms into the scene} Attila:{To his Huns}I just got finished with your co-conspirators, and now I hope you are prepared to suffer their painful fate!{He pulls out a big ax, which causes the Huns to run far away} Napoleon: Well, I hope you're happy! Attila: Yes me are, because the threats to me are now gone. Napoleon: Except for him!{Attila now sees the soldiers, and now realizes that he drove away their only defense} Attila: Heh, I guess I should have saved that for later, huh? Ding: I advise you to stop analyzing and start running.{They do so, as the soldiers start to chase them. As they begin to close in on them, they notice W.O.W driving her car nearby. They then jump into the backseat without her noticing and both breathe a sigh of relief. We now fade back to the Scientist's carriage} Crosby: So sir, what crazy thing are you going to do to get rid of our targets? Scientist: Like I told you, the best thing about facing a foe with as big a flaw as Loud is that I can use it so easily against him. I've compiled various clips and stuff caught by several places he and his "friends" have been in, and I still have the clips of our recent meetings. This is also a good time to try my newest invention, a speaker whose sounds can only be heard by one person. I'll play these clips on there and only he'll be able to hear them, like a voice inside your head, and that'll get him all sad, and most of all, weak enough for the plundering! Crosby: But won't Charity try to reassure him, apparently she does that well. Scientist: That's why I have clips for her of depressing, sad things. It appears she's often very depressed, and these will keep it that way. Now, stand back and witness genius! {Cut back to Loud and Charity's sled. Suddenly the voice of the Scientist is heard} Scientist:{V.O}You must admit, it's very hard to succeed in both looking beneath your voice and truly caring for that side at the same time. I would have figured you'd know a thing or two about being shunned for a bad personality trait. Loud: Did, did you hear that? Charity: Hear what? Loud: Oh, nothing, I'm probably just hearing it in my mind. Aka:{V.O from the speaker}We don't want to see and especially hear you again! Good bye Loud Kiddington, and I must say whoever named you must be a genius! Loud:{To himself}Oh great, here come the old painful memories. Loud:{From the speaker}HEY EVERYBODY, WAKE UP!! Toast:{From the speaker}Ow dude, you had to have me woken up at the middle of the most wonderful dream. Loud: HEY, HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT?!!{The Loud in the present now begins to feel down at these memories. Back in the carriage, a little laser pops out in front and fires. It hits and strikes a tree in front of the bed from not too far away} Charity: Hmm, that tree fall is strange. Well, better go to the right.{Pan back inside the carriage} Scientist: Not if my special imagery programmed for only Loud to see has anything to say about it. {Charity turns the steering wheel to the right and it heads to the right. However, just then an image of a giant black bat shows up for a moment in the sky. Loud screams at the sight and Chairty cringes at the yell, and accidentally turns the wheel to the right as a result. At that the bed almost crashes into the tree, but she is barely able to turn it back around in time and avoid a crash} Charity: What was that yell all about, we almost crashed! Loud: It looked like some sort of giant bat, and you know how scary they are. Charity: But it was scientifically proven that bats don't live or come here, so how could one be here just now?{Sighs}All right, I won't press on, the important thing is we didn't crash. Loud: Still, it certainly adds on to the other bad things for me to remember.{Charity is about to comfort him again, but then she hears voices just like Loud did earlier} Voice:{V.O}Wars, corrupt politicians, famine, assassinations, conspiracies, starvation, death, taxes, tyranny, FOX specials, cheap dubbed in commercials, Pokemon, evil network exectives like Rupert Murdoch. Charity: Why is all this stuff going through my mind? They're all rather depressing though...and I of all people would feel that way about those things.{Cut back to the carriage as the Scientist is watching the scene through a monitor} Scientist: Perfect, now that they're both feeling blue I can get rid of their threat much easier. Crosby: What? You're not going to kill them, are you? Scientist: No, at least not yet. I just need to get rid of that thing they're riding, so they can't get to the Wishing Star before me. And as you know my mechanical horses conviently breathe fire, so that makes it more easy. Ah, here we are. {At the bed, Loud and Charity are both feeling bad, and don't notice the galloping sound behind them. Then a roar is heard and they finally turn and see the carriage behind them, and fire coming out of the horses' open mouths. Some of it lands on the engine} Charity: The villanous cavalry is here! Put out that fire before it turns explosive! {Loud uses the blanket to put the fire out. Charity "drives" the bed further from the carriage. The horses continue to shoot fire, but now it does not hit the engine} Crosby: They're pulling away, sir! Scientist: No problem. My image of a bat trick almost worked before, so let's make my prediction of the second time being a charm come true. {The bed continues to pull away from the carriage, but then the horses begin to run faster and intensely. Loud looks at their efforts then turns back around....and then again sees the image of a bat, this one right in front of him. He screams in shock again and again Charity reels. But this time in doing so she pushes a button on the front of the rectangle. The horses now have gained much ground from her lack of driving from the sound, and breathe their fire on the engine again, but before it hits, a metal cover covers the entire engine, and stops the fire from hitting it} Loud: What was that? Charity: I must have activated a shield or something from my shock of your yell. Hmm, your voice actually worked to our benefit, that's a welcome change. Loud: Thank heavens, now maybe I should drive so we don't take the chance of reversing that effect.{He does so} Crosby: Well sir, it looks like the effect of that yell was the complete opposite of what you wanted. Now the fire can't get through. Scientist: Darn it! All right, I'll run them down! {The horses are still gaining on the bed. Once they get close enough, they try to kick the bed with their hooves, with marginal success. Loud continues to try to make the bed go faster, but the horses are just as fast. Then he starts to hear another voice} Charity:{V.O}What was that yell all about, we almost crashed! All right, the important thing is we didn't crash. Loud:{V.O from the speaker}Still, it certainly adds on to the other bad things for me to remember. Loud:{In the present}Wait a minute, I couldn't be thinking about that now with this going on, so the obvious explanation for those voices and that bat is...{he turns and looks at the Scientist, who's looking on at the action through the carriages window. Loud then growls and goes back to driving with more determination, and it shows as they begin to put some distance between the carriage again} Charity: Well this is good, but we can't outrun them forever, there has to be a way to get away from them. Loud: Hmm....I've got an idea! Hold on tight! {The bed then drives to the right of the carriage, and it begins to catch up a bit. When it gets right near them, the bed stops abruptly, and then Loud rotates the bed to the right and backs up a bit. When all this is done, the back of the bed, and the engine, is between the wheels of the carriage, and the carriage is still moving. The carriage goes over the engine like a speedbump, and that sudden jolt forces the Scientist and Crosby to fall backwards. Crosby is able to grab on to a piece of equipment, but the Scientist isn't, and he falls out of the carriage onto the ground. At that, Loud drives the bed away as fast as possible} Scientist: Crosby! Stop the carriage so I can get back on!{The carriage stops and he runs back inside, but when he does, he notices that the bed is gone} Crosby: Well, it looks like that little stop we just made gave them time to escape. Scientist: Agh, I'd pull out my hair if I had any, and I have too much on my mind to spare time to pull out yours like I usually do! Still, I must admit that he is more cleverer than I thought, he must be to come up with that and catch on to my little sounds. I hope he's enjoying himself now, because once we catch up to them again, I'll be ready with a whole new bag of tricks up my sleeve. Restart the horses so that we can do that faster! {Cut back outside not too far away, as we see the kids operating their new sleds} Toast: Whoh dudes, these things are awesome! All we need to do is just lay down, steer, and let the sleds take us to the Wishing Star. Aka: Just think what would happen if we did get our wish. We'd no longer be poor, we'd have a respectable, happy life. When that happens, I'm gonna take full advantage of the opportunity. All these things that have happened isn't a cool way to spend your years as a kid, so when we're no longer at the bottom of the poverty line, I'm going to just enjoy the few years of that time of my life with no worries. Pepper: And when that happens, we won't have to worry as much as we do now about living on our wits, so like you said, it will be a great chance to enjoy ourselves, and who knows, just think of all the great people we could meet and be around! Toast: Yeah, maybe with our new lives, I could finally get all the way cool stuff the bad guys up there took away, like rock and roll itself! Cho-Cho: This all sounds really wonderful guys, but there is one worry we'll have to address first. What about Charity? Froggo: Not to worry, if we get our wish for a better life, we'll have no problem in paying for her operation. Cho-Cho: But what about now? If her and Loud get to the Wishing Star first, he'll betray her, we can't let him do that. Aka: You're right, the one thing I can't stand is having a friend of mine be double crossed by someone like Loud. If we see them, and it's pretty inevitable that we will, we'll have to expose his plans and prevent that from happening to her! Lucky Bob: Won't it happen anyway, either way she'll know and she'll be hurt. Froggo: And that's why we can't let it be worse by making sure we get there first and not have her find out the second he touches that Star. Lucky Bob: Oh, nevermind. Let's go now! {Somewhere else, the Superwriters are rushing through a woods like area} Hemingway: Well, I should have guessed that you would pick this kind of gloomy woodsy area to get where we're going, Em. Dickinson: Hey, it is a very private area, it's the only place they haven't cut down all the trees and it's unlikely they'd think to find us here. Hemingway: Still, I'd better recheck our maps and do calculations to see if this really is the fastest way.{He pulls out a map and reads it for a second until it is slowly sliced in two. We now see the culprit of that is Basho} Basho: Heh, if I had time I'd tear that thing into 17 pieces, but now I have to make you suffer that same fate! Hemingway: What is it with you and the number 17, can't you pick another favorite number? Basho: I could, but if I do you won't be around to find out if I did! Die! Shakespeare: Not so fast, you Japanese swashbuckling poet! Let's see if you can use your sword skills against an equal, me! I've acted in enough plays and written enough to know a thing or three.{Pulls out a lance} Basho: Die, amatuer! {The two begin to swordfight. Basho's every move is blocked by Shakespeare, however since Basho is trying to slice Shakespeare so much, the latter can't get an offensive shot going. However he uses versatile swordsman skills to quickly subdue Basho's more one dimensional ones, and he knocks away his sword. But before Shakespeare can go on, he is lifted up into the air by none other than Sappho} Sappho: You men are all so obssesed with your weapons, but they're no match for good old fashioned female strength!{She twirls him around a bit until she throws him onto the ground} Shakespeare: Sappho, you male hating Greek poet, at least fight fair! Sappho: That's one of the perks of being evil, you can fight as unfairly as you want, and we're going to show you an up close and very personal example.{Sappho and Basho attack the Superwriters save Hemingway} Hemingway: That's what you think. And where's Poe, he never has the guts to do his own dirty work. Voice:{V.O}Oh, really?{Poe comes into the scene}Raven, help the others! And as for you Hemingway, prepare to be a old man in the sea of evil!{Poe jumps Hemingway while the raven flies away and swoops towards Twain, trying to peck him on the face. He narrowly misses then goes back high into the air} Twain: Well now's the time to use up my old fishing skills.{Pulls out a fishing rod and turns the wheel until the entire hook sticks out}Now to give an example of why it's so wonderful that both birds and fish love worms! {He uses the rod like a rope and as such, the string flies into the air as the raven swoops down. He then notices the worm at the end of the hook, then chomps into it. But then Twain uses the fishing rod to real the raven in, and when he's finished, he grabs the raven and sticks him into the snow, with quite a bit of it covering his head. Nearby, Basho is attempting to catch Dickens} Dickens: Hold on there, you short tempered poet. You're obviously out of breath from this chasing, maybe you should eat something before slicing me. Basho: Well, even haiku poets need a meal every now and then. Dickens: Good, then have this sample gruel used by one of the many movie versions of "Oliver Twist"{He gives Basho a bowl of gruel. He quickly gulps it down...then chokes at the bad taste} Basho: Ugh, this tastes absolutely terrible!{Runs around trying to get the bad taste out}Argh, why in the world would Oliver _want_ more of this stuff?! {Back nearby, Poe is charging at Hemingway, but he ducks everytime, using a red cape to tease him} Poe: Give it up, my old foe, once we get to the Wishing Star you'll have to find a new job. Maybe resident of a cemetery, perhaps? Hemingway: You should give up, whatever you do, you'll never succeed in ridding the world of happy literature! No matter what, there will always be sunshine, puppies, happy children, beautiful flowers, cute not scary animals, doves everywhere instead of ravens{The raven shudders at this thought, Poe is also getting scared}and good writers will always be there to present these wonderful images in books, and that's why we're so much more acclaimed than you! Poe: AHHH! Those happy images have flooded my brain!{To Sappho and Basho}Quick, get me my books and our edited ones so I can think of darkness again! Sappho: But then they'll be able to get away. Poe:{Panicked}DO IT, QUICK!! I can't stand thinking of those things!{Reluctantly, they get out these books and while Poe is busy reading them, the Superwriters leave}Ahh, that's much better. Sappho: Well then this news will erase that. They're gone, just like I predicted.{Poe now sees they're gone} Poe:{A la Wrath of Khan}Hemingway!!! {Cut back to Chit driving his convertible} Chit: Ha, I haven't seen that Nixon guy for some time, and there's still no one nearby. The Wishing Star is as good as mine! {He continues to drive straight ahead almost obliviously, then he hears a cracking noise. He then finally looks down and sees his car is now on a sheet of ice. Now we hear music similar to the theme music of "It's a Mad Mad Mad Mad World" playing} Chit: Oh no, this is the frozen pond! And this is extremely fragile ice, one crack and the entire sheet of ice goes out and I pay the damp consequences! All right, let's stay calm, I'll just have to drive very slowly through this. {He starts driving again very slowly, looking extremely paranoid. However, the ice is holding up fine. He begins to calm down, then puts his right hand onto the seat next to him and then sees that he is touching a knife} Chit: Hmm, what's this doing here? I'd better put this away, I'm trying to eliminate danger here, not increase it by keeping that near me. {He tosses it to the back seat, however instead of landing there, it bounces off it and goes into the air...landing right on the ice. At that point the entire sheet of ice cracks and goes underwater, the car now begins to sink} Chit: Ahhh, here come the frigid consequences!{Panicked}Maybe I can drive to the edge before it sinks! {He steps on the gas and drives as fast as he can towards the edge, but the car continues to go lower into the water. As the "Mad" music comes to a close, Chit desperately tries to get to the edge, but at about 15 feet away, the car and he go underwater. Then a second, Chit jumps out of the water, absolutely cold, then in trademark cartoon fashion he runs through the water and onto the ground again} Chit:{Frigid} S-so c-c-old, so v-v-very very c-cold. W-what a w-w-aste of a g-g-good c-car. And what a waste of my chances in this race.{He then walks away. Once he does, Nixon comes into view. He pulls out a very strange fishing rod and starts to fish. What he's fishing for is the sunken convertible, and we see the hook connect to it underwater. Then Nixon is unbelievably able to reel the car in and back onto the ground} Nixon: Ha ha, I severely questioned those guys when they said this rod could haul in anything no matter how large, but this is one of those times where I love being wrong! Now with this baby I can get to the Wishing Star in a jiffy. I'm probably the last one to get into this race, and even if I get my wish the Scientist will still try to make me pay for it{While he's talking, Samuel and B.F.B notice the car and sneak toward it}but the chance to finally erase the negative image I've gotten from the scandal and to be appreciated for my leadership is something I can't give up! Samuel:{V.O}I appreciate you. Nixon:{Not looking at the car}Oh thanks, and soon everyone else will. Samuel: You got my vote by giving me my own transportation.{Nixon finally turns to see Samuel at the wheel}Ta ta, see you at the Wishing Star!{He drives off} Nixon: Hey, come back here, that's mine! Do you know how hard it is to get a car out of a cold pond that fast, I deserve some credit!{Pause}And you haven't even told me what you think of my casting choices for me! {Fade back to Tesla's sled. The dogs then stop and notice more bones lying about. They move towards of them, then before they get them, they each get shocked} Tesla: Hah, my new shock collars work like a charm. Unless you want to feel that again, I suggest you keep going and don't think about bones or the shock mode will activate again.{The dogs growl, but they keep on going}Heh, she's no match for me now.{Just then he hears a blasting sound}Oh, now she's trying to get me paranoid by thinking there's a ray coming after me, to capitalize on my obsession with them by thinking that now one's out to get me! You'll have to do better than that! {Just then a laser blast streaks past Tesla and lands not too far away. Now the cause of that is coming into view, it's the death ray, now working again, with Stalin and Saddam nearby} Stalin: Your request has been granted, crazy inventor guy. Tesla: My death ray! My beautiful death ray, how did you get that?! Saddam: We got it after our allies took it from you. Now you would understand what this thing can do more than anyone, so I suggest you surrender, or face the irony of being stopped by your very invention. Tesla:{Steaming mad}I was about to ask you to surrender too, or face my wrath! Stalin: Us, surrender? Over our dead bodies. Tesla: Arrangable.{Tesla runs over and tackles both Stalin and Saddam}Dogs, attack the thieves of my genius! {The dogs then rush over towards the bad guys, but Stalin is ready. He pulls out a handful of bones, the dogs see them and look at them longingly, but by thinking of them, they get shocked. Stalin continues to tease them with the bones causing them to keep on getting shocked. Meanwhile Tesla attempts to work some buttons on the ray's console, but he gets shocked in turn} Saddam: Now you know how your dogs feel like. We reprogrammed that thing so that only we can activate it. Tesla: No problem. I'm a scientist, and as one you except these "shocking" things to happen.{He puts on a pair of gloves and then returns to the console, and with them on he doesn't get shocked} Saddam: Just surrender now, Mr Tesla, or I'll show you my entire supply of mass weapons very up close. Tesla: Never, nothing you can do will make me surrender!{Saddam then absent-mindely looks over at a rock and sees someone is hiding behind it} Saddam: Hold that thought, I'll be right back.{He goes to the rock and now we see it's Miss Info who's hiding} Miss Info: Oh, what do I do now? Hmm, if I save Mr Tesla, I can get him to thank me by giving up his quest for the Star, but that seems too cold to only save him to get him to do that, I can't do it.{Saddam then shows up} Saddam: I have something you can do.{Grabs her}Be a good hostage! Surrender now, Mr Tesla, or I take care of her but good! Tesla: Oh, go right ahead, I could use some less opposition in my quest. Saddam: What?! You don't object to the fact that I will hurt her if you don't surrender?! Tesla: As long as you don't kill her, I'm fine with it.{Pause}Oops, I walked right into that, didn't I? Miss Info: Wait! Before you hurt me, you should listen to my offer. I know Mr Tesla better than anyone, instead of hurting me, why don't you let me tell you stuff about him that you can use to defeat him easily? Tesla: You despicable devious traitorous madwoman! Miss Info:{Ignoring Tesla}Come on Mr Hussein, he is rather difficult to get rid of since he is crazy and brilliant, I could be a very good help. Saddam: I may regret this, but okay.{He lets her go and she promptly tackles him} Miss Info: You're right, you will regret it. I don't want him reaching the Star either but I'd never join the likes of you to do it. Get out of here Mr Tesla! {A confused Tesla then decides to leave, climbing on the sled and mushing the dogs out. At that moment Smartypants is walking by and then notices the battle. He sees Miss Info running towards the ray and looking at the console} Miss Info: Oh, I shouldn't use this thing to get rid of them, I'll kill them, so which one of these buttons will destroy it? Stalin: You should be more concered about yourself, missy. Now I'm going to tell you what I told so many people in the Purge Trials. I find you guilty as charged for plotting against me and him, and since there's no time to send you to Siberia, Saddam, give her the punishment now, would you please?{Saddam pulls out a grenade launcher}Say hello to Trosky for me! Voice: Um, may I cut in?{Stalin and Saddam turn to see Smartypants. He them jumps into the air, a la "The Matrix" then kicks them both to the ground} Miss Info: Mr Smartypants, right? What are you doing here? Smartypants: Just getting rid of my pursuers by saving their other targets from them. Miss Info: Maybe you can figure out how to destroy this, I touch it and I'll get shocked, and I don't know the buttons and stuff like Mr Tesla does. Smartypants:{Examining the console}Hmm, I think I got it.{He puts on gloves and then pushes a few buttons. The actual ray gun itself rotates from facing forward to facing the ground. Smartypants then presses another button and it appears ready to fire}I'd run if I were you! {They do so just as Stalin and Saddam wake up} Stalin: Come back here, you capitalist tricksters, so I can include you as a statistic in the number of people I've purged and starved!{Just then he and Saddam notice the ray is about to fire on the ground right below it} Stalin/Saddam: This isn't good.{They start to run, but the ray then fires and it destroys itself from it. Stalin and Saddam both look like they're burnt to a crisp from the blast} Stalin/Saddam:{To each other}That was even less good.{They fall. Cut to Miss Info and Smartypants watching this} Miss Info: Well there goes one great danger and two others will be out for a while, thanks. Smartypants: No problem. So I suppose you'll b |