Cartoon All-Stars to the Rescue 2

A box of cigarettes, a vape pen, a bottle of whiskey, and cocaine powder were shown on a black screen.
(Announcer): The following program is being shown to combat drugs and prevent their influence on youth. Drugs are a serious problem in the country, that does much more harm than help.
Michael Jr. was sitting against the outside wall of a bar, smoking a cigarette. Puffer walked to his side, holding a couple of bottles.
(Puffer): Hey, you want yours now, or later?
(Michael Jr.): I, I should drink it down before I get home.
He grabbed one of the bottles from Michael's hand, and tried to open the cap, easily failing. Puffer put down his bottle, then opened Michael Jr.'s.
(Michael Jr.): Thank you.
After some reluctance, he took some sips of the drink. He moaned.
(Puffer): That cocktail's gonna have you going for a good while.
Michael Jr. gulped down more of the cocktail.
(Michael Jr.): Can you take me home now?
(Puffer): Okay. You wanna do the same thing tomorrow?
(Michael Jr.): M-maybe.
He stood up and threw away his cigarette and cocktail. Puffer drank more of his cocktail.
(Puffer): You can sit in the front this time. You're starting to become a man.
They went to the car. Meanwhile, in a junkyard, purple gas surged out of multiple junk piles. The smoke then merged, turning into Smoke. Smoke sniffed.
(Smoke): I'm sniffing something...something beautiful. 
Smoke flew off. Watching this happen was the whole Loud family, driving in Vanzilla.
(Lincoln): Woah, what was that?
(Rita): What was what, sweetie?
(Lincoln): It was this weird purple smoke thing! And it went like whoosh!
(Lisa): That doesn't sssound like anything ssscientific.
(Lori): You probably just imagined it, Lincoln.
(Lincoln): No, really!
(Lola): Actually, Lincoln's right. I saw it too!
(Luan): This situation's pretty purple-exing! Hahahahaha!
At his home, Michael Jr. knocked on the door. Michael came and let him in. Michael Jr. walked past him.
(Michael Jr.): Hi dad.
(Michael): Michael?
Michael Jr. tried to go to his room, but Michael grabbed his shoulder, before bending down next to him.
(Michael): Is there anything you think you should tell me?
(Michael Jr., shaking head): Mm-mm.
(Michael): Come on, nothing? Really? Well, I did want to say how great I thought it was for you to hang out with Puffer. I'm sure he'll make a great role model for you.
(Michael Jr.): Yeah, he is!
(Michael): What did you guys do today?
(Michael Jr.): Oh, erm, we...went to the park.
(Michael): Did you have fun?
Michael Jr. nodded. Michael pat him on the back twice.
(Michael): That's great.
Michael stood up, and Michael Jr. went to his room. In his room, Michael Jr. was lying on his bed, watching TV. In the corner of his room was a Scooby-Doo video game, with Shaggy and Scooby-Doo on the cover. Scooby started sniffing.
(Scooby): Rat's that?
(Shaggy): Like, what's what?
Scooby walked out of the video game cover, and sniffed as he walked towards the smell.
(Shaggy): Wait up, Scoob!
He left the game cover and caught up with Scooby. They walked past a sticker book. Suddenly, the book flew open to the last page. Phineas, Ferb, Isabella, Baljeet, and Buford were stickers on it. Buford had pushed the book open.
(Buford): Hey, wait up! The only weird smell allowed here is me after hitting the gym.
Phineas, Ferb, Isabella, Baljeet, and Buford became 3-dimensional. Buford followed Scooby and Shaggy, with the others following.
(Baljeet): You know, walking towards strange smells is not that good of an idea.
(Buford): Since when are my ideas good?
(Phineas): Come on, Ferb!
They got closer to Michael Jr.'s bed.
(Shaggy): I gotta say, all this walking's sure got me beat.
(Phineas): Hey, maybe they can give us a ride!
There was a Regular Show DVD box near them. They climbed onto the box. Mordecai and Rigby were on the cover, in the cart.
(Phineas): Hey guys, can you give us a lift?
(Rigby): Where we going? Cheezers?
(Phineas): Maybe next time.
(Rigby): Awwwww, you always say that!
(Mordecai): Hop on.
Mordecai and Rigby drove out of the cover. Phineas, Ferb, and Shaggy got in the back, Scooby got on the front, and Buford, Isabella, and Baljeet climbed on top. Mordecai drove them all to Michael Jr.'s bed.
(Mordecai/Rigby): OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
They stopped at the foot of the bed. They all got off the cart and looked at Michael Jr., who had fallen asleep. Phineas sniffed.
(Phineas): Hey, what is that?
(Isabella): It smells terrible!
(Baljeet): Oh no. It cannot be...
(Shaggy): What's the scoop?
(Baljeet): I am afraid that this can only be one thing. Michael Jr. has been using drugs.
(Scooby): Ruh-roh!
(Mordecai): Whaaaaat?
(Phineas): That's awful! If we just stand here and let him do this, he'll ruin his life! Ferb, I know what we're going to do today!
Meanwhile, Smoke flew through the air, quietly laughing. He flew up higher and stopped. He looked around the area while sniffing.
(Smoke): Hmmm.........
Smoke flew left. In a backyard below, a Twilight Sparkle toy was lying in the grass. The toy watched Smoke flying away. The toy then flapped its wings, and started flying after Smoke. After a bit of chasing, Twilight teleported in front of Smoke.
(Smoke): Huh? A unicorn?
(Twilight): Uh, alicorn. I've never seen anybody like you before. What's your name?
(Smoke): It's Smoke. And if you don't mind, I have some business to attend to.
Smoke tried to fly off, but Twilight held him in place with her horn.
(Twilight): Really? Where are you going?
(Smoke): That shouldn't be of any concern to you. Please, just let me go.
After Twilight released Smoke, he hurried off.
(Twilight): I better follow him.
She continued to chase Smoke. Back at the Michaels' house, Phineas, Ferb were working on a machine while Isabella, Buford, Baljeet, Mordecai, Rigby, Shaggy, and Scooby stood around and watched.
(Phineas): Why don't you guys go and gather some more of our friends? They could help us.
(Rigby): I'm gonna go help myself to a meatball sub.
Mordecai punched him.
(Rigby): Ow!
Buford punched him and knocked him down.
(Rigby): OWWW!
(Buford): Hey, that was kinda fun.
(Mordecai): Let's go, Rigby.
Everyone besides Phineas and Ferb headed in different directions. Shaggy and Scooby went towards the bookcase, Mordecai and Rigby went out the door, and Isabella, Buford, and Baljeet went towards the bed.
(Shaggy): I sure don't like the sound of these drugs, Scoob. 
(Scooby): Meee neither.
When they reached the bottom of the bookcase, they saw a The Fairly OddParents Mad Libs book. Timmy Turner was on the cover.
(Shaggy): Like, come on, Timmy! 
(Timmy): Yeah, okay!
Timmy popped out of the cover and landed near Shaggy and Scooby.
(Timmy): .....What are we doing again?
In the bathroom, Mordecai and Rigby were on a stepstool. Rigby was on top of Mordecai.
(Mordecai): One, two, three!
Mordecai threw Rigby up, and he grabbed the end of the counter. He scurried onto the counter, then ran over to a bottle of mouthwash, with Spongebob on it.
(Rigby): Hey, Spongeboy, get out here. We need you.
Spongebob gasped loudly, then smiled blissfully.
(Spongebob): You need meeeee?
Spongebob jumped up high and out of the label before landing next to Rigby.
(Spongebob): I'mmmmmm ready!!!
Isabella, Buford, and Baljeet went to Michael Jr.'s bed. They grabbed onto the covers, and climbed to the very top.
(Baljeet): Try not to make any noise.
As they tiptoed across the bed, Buford breathed loudly.
(Baljeet): Buford!
(Buford): What? I'm just breathing.
(Baljeet): But you were not breathing that loudly before.
(Buford): And you didn't tell me to be quiet before. See the pattern now?
Isabella scoffed at them, then went to Michael Jr.'s pillow, which Michael Jr.'s head rested on. Finn and Jake were on it.
(Isabella, whispering): Finn! Jake! Come out here. It's an emergency.
(Finn, whispering): Is it a monster to slay?
(Isabella, whispering): Not exactly.
(Jake): Oh, I'll go. Being on this pillow all the time really gets me down.
Jake stretched around Michael Jr.'s head and out of the pillow, picking Finn up along the way. Back in the sky, Twilight Sparkle was still chasing  Smoke, as Vanzilla drove by. Lincoln noticed them.
(Lincoln): There! There they are! Look!
All of the Louds looked, seeing the chase happening.
(Leni): What's with those weird purple birds? And why is one of them a horse?
(Lincoln): Those aren't birds, Leni. Dad, turn Vanzilla around.
(Lynn Sr.): No way, Lincoln. We wanted a regular family road trip, and no number of weird, purple flying things is gonna ruin it for us.
(Lana): But I wanna see what they are!
(Lisa): When you have a highly analytical mind like mine, you cannot let the trip continue without a thorough invessstigation of the objectsss in question. Father, pleassse ssstop this van.
The Loud children all began to pout and shout.
(Lynn Sr.): Kids! Kids!
The children kept fussing.
(Lynn Sr.): OKAY! OKAY! I'll follow the weird, purple flying things.
(Loud Children): YAY!
Lynn Sr. made a u-turn, and drove after Twilight Sparkle and Smoke. However, Twilight and Smoke got a significant lead, approaching the Michaels' house. Smoke flew down while laughing evilly, and when he reached the house, he expanded and dissipated.
(Twilight): Huh? What happened to him?
Twilight flew at the house. She looked into Michael Jr.'s window, and saw Phineas, Ferb, Isabella, Buford, Baljeet, Mordecai, Rigby, Finn, Jake, Shaggy, Scooby, Spongebob, and Timmy all walking onto Phineas' and Ferb's machine. Twilight teleported inside the room. A bright light came from the machine, which expanded through the whole room. The light woke up Michael Jr., who quickly shielded his eyes. When the light went away, all of the characters had grown to normal size. Michael Jr. uncovered his eyes and saw them.
(Michael Jr.): AAAAAAAA-
Jake stretched his arm to Michael Jr.'s head, and covered his mouth. When he calmed down, Jake took his hand away.
(Michael Jr.): Jake? Finn? Mordecai and Rigby? Twilight Sparkle? Spongebob?!?!?!
(Phineas): We're here to talk to you about your drug problem.
(Twilight): Wait, a drug problem? That's what this is about?
She went straight up to Michael Jr.
(Twilight): You can't do drugs. They're terrible for you!
(Michael Jr.): What? No, they're good for me! My friend's been using them for a while, and they've been working great for him! 
(Rigby): I don't know man, he could just be putting up an act.
(Baljeet): If your friend is under the influence of alcohol, then he is losing his sanity, and thus his credibility.
(Michael Jr.): Have you guys ever even had alcohol? It makes me feel stronger than I've ever felt before! And it hasn't done anything bad to me.
(Timmy): Ha! You can't get stronger by drinking! That's ridiculous!
(Twilight): And the more you drink, the more alcohol damages your liver, as well as your mind.
(Michael Jr.): There's no way that's true! You guys know nothing about drugs.
(Shaggy): But it's not like you know anything about them.
(Michael Jr.): At least I've actually tried them! And you can't say anything until you've tried them too.
He pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. Finn walked up and grabbed them.
(Finn): Great, now you're smoking too? I knew something else was giving me the bajeebers.
Baljeet reached over to Spongebob, and stretched him into the shape of an announcement board, with a diagram of the human body on it.
(Spongebob): Woah! Hee hee!
(Baljeet, pointing at diagram): Whereas alcohol damages the liver and mind, tobacco can damage your lungs, liver, stomach, pancreas, esophagus, kidneys, and even your blood.
Michael Jr. stood up and snatched the cigarettes back from Finn.
(Michael Jr.): You're just making this stuff up! Come on, why can't you guys be fun like you always are?
(Mordecai): Why can't you just listen to us and stop being difficult?
(Michael Jr.): Diff...diff...
He started to cry. He wiped his eyes, then ran out his door. Mordecai, Buford, and Timmy tried to go after him.
(Isabella): Guys, wait!
(Twilight): I don't think he can take the pressure from all of us at once.
(Finn): Yeah guys, maybe we should just give him a break.
(Phineas): He's always felt weak in the past. This isn't the time to gang up on him.
(Shaggy): Then what do we do?
(Twilight): We'll need help from others who know better how to handle this. And another thing, does anyone know about a purple smoke creature? 
(Scooby): Sm-sm-sm-smoke creature?
(Shaggy): Zoinks!
Shaggy jumped into Scooby's arms, and they both shivered.
(Twilight): I saw one come here, but I don't know what happened to it.
(Spongebob): I'll keep my eyes peeled for it.
He pulled on his eyelids and snapped them.
(Jake): Mrrngh, I guess I'll go see what the kid's doing.
He shrunk down small, and left the room. Later, the Louds were still driving in the direction Smoke and Twilight went.
(Lynn Sr.): Okay, I have no idea where to go from here.
(Luna): It's totally left, dudes!
(Lynn Jr.): No way! It's full throttle right!
(Lynn Sr.): You know, maybe we just imagined this whole thing. Maybe we should-
Timmy riding on Twilight flew by. Mordecai and Rigby drove by on the cart, which also had Spongebob, Shaggy, and Scooby riding on it. Upon seeing these, Lynn Sr. fainted. Rita and the children screamed at the lack of a driver. Rita leaned over and controlled the wheel, steering the car right before it went off-road. The next day, Michael Jr. was getting ready to leave for school. His parents came to his sides.
(Michael): Do you have everything you need?
(Michael Jr.): Yeah.
He went out the door with his backpack.
(Michael Jr.): B-Bye guys!
(Michael): Bye!
(Mom): Have a good time at school!
As he walked towards the bus stop, he pulled out the pack of cigarettes.
(Michael Jr.): Oh, I will.
Jake stuck his head out of one of Michael Jr.'s pockets, and saw the cigarettes.
(Jake, muttering): Hm? Oh that's not good.
He ducked back down into the pocket. When the bus arrived, Michael Jr. got on and went to the back. Some of his friends were there.
(Friend 1): Alright. Where are those smokes you've been talking about?
(Friend 2): Yeah, hit us with 'em.
Michael Jr. held out the cigarette pack.
(Michael Jr.): Okay, it's three dol-
His friends glared at him menacingly.
(Michael Jr.): Three dollars...but the first one's free.
Both of his friends took a cigarette from the pack.
(Friend 2): You're cool, man.
(Friend 1): Yeah, man. You'll be awesome as long as you keep bringing these.
(Michael Jr.): Awesome?
(Friend 1): We can't get these anywhere else. But now that we have you, we can smoke whenever we want.
(Michael Jr.): Yeah, it's pretty great, huh?
Michael Jr. smiled a large smile. When the bus rolled into the school's parking lot, its doors opened. Kids from all of the buses entered the school. When Michael Jr. tried to go in, a bunch of long blonde hair came out of nowhere and wrapped around him.
(Michael Jr.): Wha-
The hair pulled him away from the doors and around the corner, causing the other kids to be confused.
(Michael Jr.): Wooooahhh!
The hair belonged to Rapunzel, who was standing next to Star Butterfly. After Michael Jr. landed in front of them, Rapunzel took her hair and wrapped it up behind her.
(Michael Jr.): Rapunzel? Star Butterfly?
Jake popped out of Michael Jr.'s pocket, and grew to normal size.
(Jake): You two might wanna lay low. Ice King would try a whole bunch o' stuff to get his hands on you.
(Michael Jr.): Jake? Why were you in my pocket?
(Jake): Hey, it's cozy in there.
(Rapunzel): Michael Jr.......I don't want to believe it, but word's gotten out that you've been making some very poor decisions.
(Michael Jr.): You mean using drugs? Come on, there's nothing really bad about them.
(Star): Then, what's so good about them?
(Michael Jr.): They make me feel great! I forget about all my problems and just, relax.
(Star): That sounds like something magic would do! Where did you get these so-called "drugs"?
(Michael Jr.): From my friend.
(Star): Is he some kind of all-powerful wizard?
(Michael Jr.): No, nothing like that.
(Star): I wouldn't trust him.
(Rapunzel): Star's right...more or less. Chances are, he doesn't know everything there is to know about what you've been putting in your body. You can't just look at the good.
(Jake): Kid's been dealing 'em out himself too.
(Rapunzel): Oh, he has?
(Michael Jr.): Yes, and everyone likes me for it! There are kids willing to pay me for these!
He held out the cigarettes.
(Star): Is that how you've been making friends?
(Michael Jr.): Well, yeah, I guess. Why?
(Star): That's not true friendship! I believe it's the character that counts, and not the suspicious magic.
(Rapunzel): And the more kids who go around smoking and drinking, the worse.
(Star): Hey, you've got to get to class, don't you? Go on. Time's a-waisting!
Star gently pushed Michael Jr. to hurry him to class. He ran to get inside the school.
(Rapunzel): But consider what we said!
(Jake): Oh, I wanted to jump back in his pocket and take a nap.
Jake shrunk, and climbed inside of Rapunzel's hair.
(Jake): Maybe this will do.
Michael Jr. sat down in a chair in his first class. Two boys saw him and walked to his sides.
(Boy 1): Hey, we heard you've been giving out cigarettes.
(Michael Jr.): Oh? Well, I'm not.
(Boy 2): You sure? Or are you just not telling us?
(Michael Jr.): I...am. I mean, I was...
(Boy 1): Well come on! Give us some.
(Boy 2): Let us have 'em, Michael.
(Michael Jr.): Okay, okay!
He saw the teacher.
(Michael Jr.): After class.
Boy 1 went and sat down.
(Boy 2): Back out, and we'll come after you.
Boy 2 sat down as well. Meanwhile, the Louds were still driving around. Rita was in the driver's seat, and Lynn Sr. was in the passenger's seat. Lynn Sr. woke up.
(Lynn Sr.): W-what? Huh? Where are we now?
(Lori): We literally don't know. 
(Lynn Sr.): So wait, we're lost!?!
(Lucy): With each passing second, we drift closer and closer into the morbid darkness.
(Lincoln): You know, once we find out where we are, I might have some friends who can help us find out what this purple smoke is. 
(Lynn Sr.): Well, hopefully they can tell us more than that, cause I don't recognize anything around here!
After class at school ended, the two boys waited outside the door. When Michael Jr. stepped out, one of them grabbed his shoulder.
(Boy 2): Hey Michael, don't you have to use the bathroom right about now?
(Michael Jr.): The bathroom? No, I-
(Boy 1): Yes, you do.
(Michael Jr.): Let's go.
The three boys went into the bathroom, and went to the back corner. Michael, quietly wincing, took out his cigarettes. He handed them each one.
(Boy 1): Let's make this worthwhile. Two for both of us.
(Michael Jr.): Two?
He reluctantly handed them each another one.
(Michael Jr.): Okay, but tomorrow they'll be three dollars!
As he put the cigarettes away, he became surrounded with purple smoke. The smoke drifted off to one side of him, becoming Smoke.
(Smoke): Spreading the miracle around, I see.
(Michael Jr.): W-W-What are you?
(Smoke): Hey, don't get scared. I'm just here to tell you you're doing a good job.
(Michael Jr.): I am? Just by giving out cigarettes?
(Smoke): Drugs are a joy that everyone should experience.