It's A Real Gas (Transcript)

This is the 22nd episode of Justice Squadron: Comicger

It was a nice Sunday morning in Petropolis, California. It was also the day of the big Nice 'n Chili Fiesta in Petropolis Municipal Park, where citizens and out-of-towners from across the general area come together to showcase their best chili to win a grand prize of half a million dollars, and general recognition in the culinary world. The Comicgers were there in attendance, because William and his dad were entering their family's secret recipe chili into the Fiesta, and share what the Keiko family had to offer in terms of chili.\*

David: Well, Will, if your family's chili has some kinda secret recipe, I'm sure it's bound to be interesting. ^^

William: Yeah, my dad's been cooking this chili ever since my Grandma showed him the recipe when he was 8 years old. Now, he's shared it with me, and now I'm starting to cook that chili myself. ^^

Katie: Personally, I'M not much of a chili person myself. For some reason, it always makes me wanna find the nearest restroom, and empty out my... uh... tank.

Steve: What makes you think THAT?

Katie: My dad makes a pretty mean curry dish, and it contains a VERY spicy chili in its recipe. After consuming it, I had to spend, like, five hours on the toilet just to get it all out.

Paul:  Okay, THAT'S something we don't need to know.

Katie: Sorry.

David: But, anyway, we wish you the best of luck in the contest, Will, and you got our full support!

Monica: Yeah, go get 'em, slugger!

William: Thanks, dudes! (goes over to his dad's booth, where he was making the chili)

Mr. Keiko: Ah, there you are, William! Ready to help your old man spice up the family chili?

William: You bet, Dad! (starts helping his dad out, and noticing a few TUFF Troopers scanning the chili with a special device) Uh, Dad? What're these TUFF Troopers doing here?

Mr. Keiko: They're here for security reasons, William. They're scanning each contestants' chili to make sure there's no anthro tissue cooked into it.

William: Ah, c'mon, Dad! When's anyone gonna find any anthro tissue cooked into the chili except for that ONE time?

Mr. Keiko: Well, SINCE that one time, the government passed a law to have officials scan the chili in future chili events to prevent people from eating what could be their own parents. If they find anything, the chili gets chucked into the garbage. If not, then nothing really happens.

William: Oh, okay.

Mr. Keiko: But, I assure you, son, I wouldn't even THINK about cooking anyone into our family's special chili. You'd have to be some kind of screwed up cartoon monster to do such a thing. Now, enough drama. Let's get back to cooking this chili!

William: Right! (continues cooking the chili)

Mr. Keiko: Hey, could you hand me that bell pepper, William?

William: Which one? Red, green, yellow, or orange?

Mr. Keiko: Orange.

William: Okay. ^^ (gives his dad an orange bell pepper for him to cut up)

\*Meanwhile, at Darkanos' fortress, Orvomon and a couple of Paraxis were cooking up their own chili after finding out about the Nice 'n Chili Fiesta. Orvomon's chili pretty much consists of rotting meat, apple cores, moldy bread, roadkill animals, and even rusty chains. Needless to say, things aren't going so well.\*

Orvomon: (seeing a Paraxis cutting an old piece of chicken wrong) No no no!!! It has to be minced, not diced!! (seeing another using a dead turtle) Now, that's not right! This has been dead for FAR too long! Try something fresher! (starts grinding a few rusty chains into his chili) Ah, there we go! Plenty of iron in this chili!

\*After a good 3 minutes of bad cooking, Orvomon's chili was ready, and he begins to carry it to the throne room to show Darkanos. At the same time, Infafre was heading to the throne room with a clothes pin on his nose. The reason being was that the monster he fetched for Darkanos has horrible body odor that could knock out anyone for hours. He was Gas Master, a skunk-like monster (complete with hair patterned like a skunk's tail) wearing a gas mask, dark blue jumpsuit, beige colored gloves, and grey armor with various gauges on it to control his level of gas. He also has a giant grey armor piece over his butt to produce that smelly gas in a matter of minutes.\*

Orvomon: (holding his nose because of the stench) P.U.!!! What's that horrible smell? X\_X

Gas Master: That's me, the dreaded Gas Master! (sees Orvomon's chili) And, is that chili? (grabs the vat of chili, and starts devouring it in one gulp) Oh, man, that was good! (belches)

Orvomon: (surprised that he ate all the chili) HE ATE MY CHILI!!!!

Infafre: Oh, yes! Gas Master can consume huge amounts of chili to power his gassy powers. The more he eats, the stronger the gas is! The gas is so powerful, it can knock out an entire room full of people in no time flat!

Orvomon: Well, then! I know the perfect place where Gas Master can eat all the chili he wants! C'mon!

\*They then made their way to Darkanos' throne room, where Darkanos has smelled Gas Master's gas even before he entered the room.\*

Darkanos: (sniffing the air) Yeesh! What's that odiferous stench? X\_X

Infafre: That would be your new monster, master. I'm pleased to present to you... Gas Master! (shows him Gas Master)

Blaludon: Gas Master? With a name like that, I'm sure it can't be good.

Darkanos: I'm more afraid of what he can do to stop the Comicgers, though.

Gas Master: Here, let me demonstrate for you, master! Paraxis, come forward!

\*Then, a couple of Paraxis came towards Gas Master as he starts mustering up his powerfully stinky gas. Once they were in range, Gas Master lets one loose, and knocks the Paraxis backwards into the wall, and leaving his stench all over the room.\*

Rozoson: (coughing and waving the stench away) Seriously? A FARTING monster?!? Have we REALLY stooped that low, my lord? X\_X

Darkanos: (holding his nose) Apparently so, Rozoson.

Infafre: But, rest assured, my lord! Orvomon has an idea on how to give Gas Master plenty of more power to destroy the Comicgers once and for all!

Orvomon: Oh, yes! My lord, there's a chili festival going on in Petropolis, and there's plenty of chili to give Gas Master enough gas to wipe the city off the face of the Earth! I was gonna enter my own chili as well, but Gas Master devoured it all.

Gas Master: Yeah. (pounding his belly) It was tasty. ^^

Darkanos: Well, considering that YOU made said chili, I think he did you a favor! But, very well. Go down to the festival, and await Rozoson's orders. Once he gives the signal, devour the chili, and wipe out the Comicgers! Then, the city will be ours!

Gas Master: As you wish, master! I swear, this plan ISN'T gonna stink! (disappears in a cloud of stink to the festival)

Darkanos: See that it doesn't!

\*Back at the festival, William and Mr. Keiko have just finished cooking their chili, and a TUFF Trooper has come by with the scanner to scan the chili for any anthro tissue. Thankfully, there was none to be found.\*

TUFF Trooper: Okay. Your chili is good. ^^

Mr. Keiko: Oh, thank you.

TUFF Trooper:  (leaves to scan some more chili)

William:  That was close.

Mr. Keiko: Yeah, I told you I wouldn't put anyone we know in our own chili.

\*Then, the other Comicgers come by to try out the chili.\*

David: Hey, there, Will! How's the chili?

William: Are you kiddin'? Better than ever!

Mr. Keiko: Oh, yeah! (takes a few bowls, and pours some chili into them to give to the Comicgers) Try a sample of it. I know you'll love it. ^^

Paul: (receiving his chili) Okay, thanks, Mr. Keiko.

Katie: (receiving hers) Uh-oh.

Steve: Whelp. Past the lips, over the gums. Look out, tummy, here it comes! (tastes the chili, and starts taking a liking to it) Mmmmmmmmmm. This IS good.

Monica: (tasting it as well) Hmmmmmm. A bit mild, but not bad.

Paul: (tasting it) Yeah, this IS good. ^^

David: (tasting his as well) Yeah! This is without question some very good chili.

Katie: (tasting hers, and starting to get a serious problem in her lower intestine) Oh, dear! I was afraid of this! OUTTA MY WAY!!!! (puts down her chili, and runs to the nearest outhouse to relieve herself)

\*While that's going on, Gerald and Harold were cooking up their own chili in a giant vat using various herbs and spices they could find in hopes of coming in first place.\*

Gerald: Okay, Harold! How's the consistency of our chili coming along?

Harold: (putting some bay leaves into the chili, an giving it a taste) Not bad, Gerald. But, uh, don't you think we're milking this just a tad bit, here? I mean, is it worth it combining a couple of herbs and spices that don't mesh well together?

Gerald: Of course! Grand prize is half a million dollars! Think of all the gadgets we could buy to figure out who the Comicgers are! Now, it's time you gave us the secret ingredient!

Harold: Okay! (opens the cooler, and takes out their secret ingredient: a ghost chili pepper, the hottest pepper on the planet) Although, I think this is a bit overkill!

Gerald: Trust me! It's gonna make us sure-fire winners! (takes the ghost pepper, and starts chopping it up, and putting it in the chili) See? It's sizzling with success! (sniffs the chili) Can't you smell it?

Harold: (smelling something stinky) Actually, all I'm smelling is something akin to a thousand horse's butts!

Gerald: (thinking it's nothing) Eh, must've been a nearby skunk.

Male Skunk: (smelling himself) I knew I should've applied some deodorant.

\*What Harold actually smelled was Gas Master, who had just appeared right behind the Port-A-Potty that Katie was currently using in hopes of putting the plan into action.\*

Gas Master: (admiring all the chili there, and even taking in the smell of it all) Oh, that chili smells SO good!  I can't wait to devour it all!

Orvomon: (accompanying him) Yeah, and to think that I was gonna enter my chili into the festival as well. But, enough of that right now. We'll wait for Rozoson's signal, and once he gives it, we attack!

Gas Master: Oh, yeah! And, if the Comicgers happen to be in the area, I'll give 'em a whiff of my gas! That'll knock 'em out so long for when they regain consciousness, it'll be TOO late!

Orvomon: Yeah! This city will already be Darkanos'!

\*Then, Katie gets out of the Port-A-Potty feeling relieved after eating Mr. Keiko's chili.\*

Katie:  Man, that feels SO much better. (walks out, and stumbles across Orvomon and Gas Master) Hey! What're YOU guys doing here?!?

Orvomon: EEEEPPPPP!!!!! It's Comic Pink!

Gas Master: If she beats us up, we'll be compromised! Quick, seize her!

\*Then, a couple of Paraxis materialize in front of Katie, and quickly grab her.\*

Katie: Guys! Help! Help!

\*Back at Mr. Keiko's chili stand, the Comicgers were rating his chili.\*

Mr. Keiko: So, whaddaya think, kids?

Monica: It's not bad. Although the texture feels a little watery, and it could use more onions. But, I liked the mildness, and the flavor it had, so I'd give it a 3 outta 5. ^^

David: I'd give this a solid four outta five. The temperature could use some work. ^^

William: Well, I give you guys points for honesty. ^^

Steve: Yeah. ^^

Katie: (from the distance) Help! Help!

Monica: (hearing Katie's cries from the distance) Hey, guys! That sounds like Katie! Sounds like she's in trouble!

Paul: Uh-oh!

William: Listen, Dad! We gotta help Katie! But, I'll be back soon! I promise!

Mr. Keiko: Okay, son! I hope your friend is alright!

David: I hope so, too! Let's go, guys! (rushes off to help Katie)

\*When they got there, they found Orvomon and Gas Master with a tied up Katie, who nearly compromised their plan.\*

Gas Master: Oh, great! Now, they're all here! This is bad! This is very, very bad! (starts getting so nervous, he's building up gas)

Paul: Uh-oh! That's Gas Master, from Comicgers Issue #79!

Steve: What's so bad about him?

William: He produces a very stinky gas from his butt that can knock us out for a long period of time! So, we gotta be careful!

David: Yeah, totally!

Orvomon: Well, good luck trying to get your friend back, because she nearly ruined our plan! So, we're taking her back with us to dispose of her properly!

David: Not if WE have anything to say about it!  (holding up his Comic Turner) Ready, guys?

Monica, William, Paul, and Steve: (holding up theirs) Ready!

Comicgers: Comic Turners, activate! (the Comic Turners convert to their original forms) Comic Powers!

Steve: (pushing a button on his Liberty Turner) Liberty Powers!

Comicgers: Turn On! (flick the on switches on their Comic Turners, and morph into their Ranger forms) Fighting for what's right, with all our might! Justice Squadron: Comicger! (doing their Ranger poses)

Orvomon: Alright, enough talk! Have at you! (draws his mace, and charges at the Comicgers)

David: (drawing his Art Laser in sword mode) Monica, you go rescue Katie! We'll deal with THESE jokers!

Monica: (drawing her Art Laser as well) You got it, David! (runs off to rescue Katie as the boys deal with Orvomon and Gas Master)

\*Then, David, Paul, William, and Steve started fighting Orvomon and Gas Master, when the Paraxis started joining in on the fight as well. David uses his Art Laser to fend off any incoming Paraxis, and then converts it back to gun mode to blast some more Paraxis that were coming his way. Meanwhile, Paul and William draw their Sketch Whips, and start lashing away at a couple of Paraxis. When Orvomon charged in at them with his mace, they quickly flip out of the way, and decide to convert to much harder artillery.\*

Orvomon: Those puny whips won't work on me!

William: (pulling out his Sketch Hammer) Which is why we switched to these!

Paul: (pulling out his Sketch Escrimas) Yeah! (charges at Orvomon with them)

\*Orvomon swings his mace at Paul, and he blocks it with his Sketch Escrimas. This allowed William to come in at Orvomon with his Sketch Hammer, and whack him across his stomach with it. Meanwhile, Steve has his Holo-Shield activated, and blocks a few blasts from the Paraxis' laser spears. After bashing them out of the way with his shield, he comes face to face with Gas Master.\*

Steve: Oh, it's the big stinker himself!

Gas Master: Hey! Stink is beautiful! (pulls out a few stink bombs) Here! A little present! (throws the stink bombs at Steve)

Steve: (blocking the blasts with his Holo-Shield, but the stink starts to get onto him) ACH!!! This really DOES stink! X\_X

Gas Master: (charging at Steve, and starts fighting him)

\*Then, Steve starts to defend himself against Gas Master as he tries to get more of his stench on him. But, with his military training and his super soldier reflexes, Gas Master wasn't able to get any of it on him. Meanwhile, Monica was slashing away at the Paraxis that were holding Katie hostage, and was able to give a good right hook to the one holding her by the ropes. She then slashes her Art Laser at the ropes binding Katie, setting her free.\*

Katie: (feeling her free limbs) Thanks very much, Monica. ^^

Monica: No prob, Katie! Now, we need some pink power right here!

Katie: Say no more! (holds up her Comic Turner) Comic Turner, activate! (the Comic Turner converts back to its original form) Comic Powers! Turn On! (flicks the on switch of the Comic Turner, and morphs into her Ranger form) Now, let's kick some butt!

Monica: Yeah!

Rozoson: I DON'T THINK SO!!!!! (angrily leaps at the girls with his spear drawn, and drives it down at them)

\*Then, Rozoson starts swinging his spear at the girls as they use their Art Lasers to block the blows from it. Rozoson was pretty ticked off that his plan was ruined, and was taking it out on the girls.\*

Rozoson: Our plan would've worked if you hadn't intervened, you stupid girl!

Katie: Hey! It was the chili that made me do it! I just happen to be at the right place at the right time! (slashes at Rozoson with her Art Laser)

\*Rozoson angrily strikes back at them with his spear, as the girls continued to block the strikes. Back with Steve, he was starting to get the upper hand on Gas Master, and after giving him a good roundhouse kick, Gas Master sees all the chili at the festival, and starts feeling gassy.\*

Gas Master: Oh, man! That chili is just to die for! I can't... hold it... for much longer... (starts to lose control)

Steve: (seeing that he's about to blow) Uh-oh! Everyone, get down!

David: (crescent kicking a Paraxi) What? (notices that Gas Master is about to let one loose) HE'S GONNA BLOW!!!!

\*Then, Gas Master farts a huge waft of gas as the Comicgers all ducked down to avoid the blast. The waft was able to knock out the Paraxis, and was pretty much torture to Rozoson and Orvomon's sense of smell. Thankfully, it didn't reach the festival, but Gas Master was definitely feeling hungry for chili.\*

Gas Master: Man, that sure was something! Now, to get that chili! (starts heading to the festival)

Steve: Oh, no ya don't, Stinky! (throws his Holo-Shield at Gas Master, causing him to fall over onto his face)

Gas Master: Augh!!! This is too much for me! I gotta regroup!

Orvomon: (breaking free from Paul and William, and joining with Gas Master)

Rozoson: (seeing Orvomon and Gas Master regrouping) AUGH!!!! Cowards!  (turns to the girls) We'll settle this later! (pushes the girls to the ground, a regroups with the others) You may have foiled our plans, children! But, when we return, you'll be finished!

Gas Master: Yeah! And, that chili will be as good as mine! (disappears back to the fortress with Rozoson and Orvomon)

David: (feeling some relief) Man, that was intense.

Paul: Guys! I think the stink is starting to clear!

Steve: Okay, good! Power down!

\*The Comicgers flick the off switches on their Comic Turners, and morph back to their civilian forms.\*

William: I wonder why Gas Master wants to eat all that chili?

Katie: I think it'll give him SO much gas, for when the next time he lets one loose, it might get into the city's air, making it hard for anyone to live in it.

Monica: Like L.A.?

Katie: Exactly!

Steve: Well, we gotta make sure we stop him before he can do such a thing! But, in the meantime, we'd better head back to Mr. Keiko's stand, and make sure he's okay.

William: Yeah, Dad's probably worried! Let's go!

\*Then, the Comicgers head back to Mr. Keiko's chili stand to see how he was doing. Back at Darkanos' fortress, Darkanos was pretty disappointed by the fact that their plan was compromised by Katie, but was quite pleased to hear that Gas Master was able to keep the Comicgers at bay.\*

Darkanos: Even though our plan was completely compromised by Comic Pink, I must say, Gas Master really proved himself against the Comicgers. ^^

Orvomon: Yeah, but how was I supposed to know that Comic Pink was using the bathroom while we were planning it out? It wasn't like she actually HEARD our plan intentionally, though!

Gas Master: Yeah. Maybe it was just a stroke of bad luck on OUR part.

Rozoson: (furious about this) Either way, she will pay for this!!!!

Darkanos: Calm yourself, Rozoson! We'll just have to come up with another plan, that's all. One that the Comicgers probably WON'T unintentionally eavesdrop on.

Gas Master: Uh, master. There's still the chili from that chili festival that I have yet to devour, and obtain stronger gases! So, I'd like to return there, and actually devour every last ounce of it!

Darkanos: Persistent, are we? Very well, then. But, you are not to do so until AFTER Rozoson gives the signal, understand?

Gas Master: Yes, master.

Orvomon: Oh, and master, I've just made a new batch of MY chili, that I'd like to enter into the festival, as well.

Darkanos: (rolling his eyes) Oh, brother.  Fine. You can enter your chili into the festival. (under his breath) It's not like you're gonna win first prize with it, anyway.

Orvomon: (overjoyed) YES!!!!  Thank you, my lord!

Rozoson: (shaking his head in disbelief) Why must I be surrounded by goofballs?

\*Then, a couple of Paraxis show up with the vat of Orvomon's chili, which looks even worse than before.\*

Rozoson: (looking at the chili) I rest my case.

Darkanos: There! Now, get back down to the festival, and await further instruction!

Orvomon: Yes, my lord! (disappears back to the festival with Gas Master and his chili)

Darkanos: (looking at Rozoson) And, you too, Rozoson!

Rozoson: As you command, master! (bows to him, and disappears in flames after Orvomon and Gas Master)

Darkanos: This chili festival will definitely be a spicy one today once I'M done with it! (laughs evilly)

\*Back at the festival, everything was going on as normal, although the TUFF Troopers were on full alert because of Gas Master's attack, and the stench was still lingering on near the festival. It was almost time for the judging of the chili to begin, and William and his dad were certain they were gonna win.\*

William: I'm pretty certain we got this in the bag, Dad. ^^

Mr. Keiko: I know, son. But, with that stinky monster here not to long ago, I'm getting a little worried.

William: Don't worry, Dad. The Comicgers will deal with that monster. All YOU need to worry about is getting that chili ready!

Mr. Keiko: Well, okay. But, I'm still keeping an eye out for that thing!

William:

\*Meanwhile, Gerald and Harold have finished cooking up their chili, and the Comicgers came over to see what they've cooked up.\*

David: Okay, what did you guys cook up THIS time?

Gerald: Only the kind of chili that's CERTAIN to land us the half million, and get us on the road to fame and fortune! (gives each of them a sample of his chili) Here, try them out! You'll thank me later!

Steve: Okay, if you insist.

\*Then, the Comicgers take a bite of their chili, and because they put a ghost chili pepper into it, their faces started turning red, their eyes began to tear up, and steam started coming out of their ears.\*

Steve: (feeling the heat) Oh, man! What did you boys put in this chili?

Gerald: A special ingredient that's certain to make us winners for sure!

Harold: It was a ghost chili pepper.

Gerald: DUDE!!!!

Harold: Sorry, but they had a curious look on their faces.

Paul: A ghost chili pepper? The hottest pepper on the planet?!?

Katie: I hear these peppers are so hot, they're known to kill people!

Gerald: I thought it was just an exaggeration!

\*Then, the Comicgers ran back to Mr. Keiko's stand, and dunked their heads in the ice bucket containing some water bottles, cooling themselves off.\*

William: (confused by what just happened) What the heck happened to you guys?

David: (sticking his head out of the ice bucket) Gerald and Harold put a ghost chili pepper in their chili.

Monica: It nearly burned our mouths if we hadn't dosed it in this ice bucket.

Mr. Keiko: Ghost chili pepper? Oh my God! I heard that's been known to burn people from the inside out! Which is why it's banned in most chili cook-off competitions. This one included!

Steve: Well, apparently, THOSE two didn't get the memo.

Katie: You can say THAT again.

\*As they were cooling off, David gets a buzz on his Comic Turner, which got Mr. Keiko wide-eyed.\*

Mr. Keiko: What was that noise?

David: Oh, that's my dad! He just finished a new issue of the Comicgers comic book series, and he wants to show us personally.

William: Yeah, Dad. We're always the first to see the new issues before their out in stores. It's basically tradition. ^^

Mr. Keiko: (thinking it over a bit) Well, okay. I don't need Will much anymore from this point. You can go. But, don't be gone to long! I don't want you to miss the judging of the chili!

William: Okay, bye Dad! (starts heading out with the others)

\*The Comicgers head for a disclosed area where they can't be spotted, and David answers his Comic Turner.\*

David: What's up, Dad?

Stanley: "Kids! We've got an emergency here!"

Paul: We know! Gas Master showed up, and nearly stunk up the festival!

Stanley: "No, it's not just Gas Master! It's that... the Platinum Turner is missing!"

Comicgers: (in shock) It is?!?

David: Don't worry, Dad! We're on our way! (cuts the feed) Let's go, guys! What Dad said sounded pretty urgent!

\*Then, the Comicgers quickly made their way to the studio. Once they got there, Stanley showed them the drawing of Comic Platinum he did, and they noticed that the Platinum Turner was gone.\*

Stanley: As you can see, kids, I was putting the finishing touches on Comic Platinum, and the gemstone touched the Platinum Turner. Then, there was a gust of wind that blew through the studio, and blew the paper out of my hands mid-transformation. Thankfully, I was able to grab it, but the Platinum Turner came out of the drawing, and fell onto the sidewalk without me knowing it!

Steve: So, when DID you notice it?

Stanley: Just now, when I was going through my sketches.

Katie: I sure hope nobody's using it for selfish gain.

Stanley: Me neither! I just hope we can find it in time, before somebody discovers our true identities.

William: Don't worry, Mr. C. We will. ^^

Stanley: (pulling himself together) Thank you, Will. As for Gas Master, I know a bit more. The more gassy foods he eats, the stronger his farts become. And, if it gets on you, it'll stick to you for a bit!

David: THAT part we kinda figured out, Dad.

Stanley: Yeah. I wasn't sure WHAT I was thinking when I designed Gas Master. Maybe I was just having an off day.

Monica: Yeah, it happens to all of us.

Paul: So, how do we beat him?

Stanley: Well, the more gassy foods he eats, the stronger his stench becomes. But, the HOTTER the food is, the less control he has over it. So, we gotta find something so hot, it would be too much for him to handle. And, hopefully, his gassiness will stop.

Steve: (realizing something) Hey, Gerald and Harold's chili has that ghost pepper in it! Maybe we can use THAT to defeat Gas Master!

David: Great idea, Steve! And, since their initial reaction to the monsters is to run away screaming, they probably won't notice that we're using it anyway. ^^

Stanley: Excellent!

\*Then, the tracking system goes off, indicating that Gas Master has returned to the festival to devour all the chili.\*

Stanley: And, speak of the devil, Gas Master has just shown up back at the festival to finish what he started! And, Orvomon and Rozoson are there with him again!

Steve: You kids get the chili, and get Gas Master to eat it! I'll deal with Rozoson and Orvomon!

Stanley: And, remember, if any of you finds the Platinum Turner, contact me immediately!

David: You got it, Dad! (holds up his Comic Turner) Ready, guys?

William, Monica, Katie, Paul, and Steve: (holding up theirs) Ready!

Comicgers: Comic Turners, activate! (the Comic Turners convert to their original forms) Comic Powers!

Steve: (pushing a button on his Liberty Turner) Liberty Powers!

Comicgers: Turn On! (flicking the on switch on their Comic Turners, and morph into their Ranger forms)

\*The Comicgers then got on their Sketch Cycles, and Steve gets on his ATV, and they rode off back to the festival to stop Gas Master. At the festival, Gas Master was running around the festival devouring the other contestants' chili, and farting in the faces of any bystanders.\*

Orvomon: (carrying a vat of his chili, looking for a place to put it) Hmmmmm. Where should I set up my chili?

Gerald: (seeing Orvomon approaching his chili stand) Hey! It's that big pig thing again!

Harold: The one that fights the Comicgers?

Gerald: Yup! C'mon, let's tackle him, and question him on who the Comicgers really are! (grabs Harold by his shirt collar, and runs towards Orvomon)

\*When they got to him, Orvomon's giant belly was able to bounce them away from him.\*

Orvomon: You stupid children! You really think you can do something like that?

Harold: Okay, let's do Plan B: Run for it! (grabs Gerald, and runs away)

\*Then, the Comicgers quickly arrive, and see all the chaos that Gas Master was causing at the festival.\*

Monica: Oh, yuck! Gas Master's farting in people's faces! That's just gross!

David: I know! We gotta get to Gerald and Harold's chili, and fast!

Steve: I'll deal with Rozoson and Orvomon, kids! You get that chili to use on Gas Master!

William: I'll distract Gas Master while the rest of you get that chili!

Katie: Okay, Will! Be careful!

\*As the Comicgers start heading to Gerald and Harold's chili stand, while William goes after Gas Master. Gas Master has approached Mr. Keiko's chili stand, and proceeds to devour his chili right in front of him.\*

Mr. Keiko: (holding a frying pan with hopes of bashing him with it) Back off, you smelly fiend! I put my heart and soul into that chili, and I'm not about to let the likes of you eat every last drop of it!

Gas Master: Do I look like I was asking permission? (turns around to fart into Mr. Keiko's face)

William: (jumping in front of the stand, pushing Mr. Keiko down) GET DOWN, SIR!!!

Gas Master: (farting into the stand, but misses) Oh, darn it!

William: Go, Mr. Keiko! Take your chili, and get outta here until further notice!

Mr. Keiko: Okay, thanks! (quickly grabs the chili) I sure hope my son's okay.

William: No worries. He is! Now, go! Quickly!

Mr. Keiko: Right! (runs off with the chili)

William: (draws his Sketch Hammer) Okay, you skunky creep! Time I gave you a breath of fresh butt-whoopin'!

Gas Master: Well, now! I'll make sure you smell the stench of defeat, Comicger! (charges at William)

\*Then, William starts fighting with Gas Master, and swings his Sketch Hammer at him. Gas Master dodges the swings, and starts throwing his stink bombs at him, which he deflects with the Sketch Hammer. Meanwhile, Rozoson notices the fighting between William and Gas Master, and starts running over to help him.\*

Rozoson: It's Comic Blue! Hang on, Gas Master! Your superior is coming! (running towards Gas Master, but gets stopped by Steve)

Steve: Hold it right there, buster! You gotta go through ME first!

Rozoson: So be it, then! (charges at Steve with his spear, and starts fighting him)

\*Meanwhile, the other Comicgers were sneaking towards Gerald and Harold's chili stand, and were able to grab their chili vat, and proceed to William's current location. Orvomon comes over with his chili, and sees them carrying the other chili over to William to get Gas Master to eat it.\*

Orvomon: (putting his chili on the stand) Hey! What're you kids doing with THAT chili?

Paul: Well, Orvomon! This chili's gonna be Gas Master's downfall!

Orvomon: Well, I won't allow it! PARAXIS, ARISE!!!!

\*Then, a few Paraxis materialize in front of Orvomon.\*

Orvomon: We gotta stop 'em!

\*Then, Orvomon and the Paraxis start charging at the Comicgers in hopes of stopping them from feeding Gas Master the chili.\*

Monica: (drawing her Sketch Bow) Paul and I will deal with these losers! You guys get the chili to Gas Master!

Katie: Right! (carries the chili with David)

\*Then, Paul and Monica start fighting Orvomon and the Paraxis as David and Katie carry the chili to Gas Master. Paul uses his Sketch Escrimas to whack a couple of Paraxis across the head, and flips out of the way of their laser spears. Monica fires her arrows from her Sketch Bow at the Paraxis, and slide out of the way of their laser spears. Then, Orvomon starts swinging his mace at both Paul and Monica, and they both quickly dodged as he keeps swinging.\*

Paul: Y'know, if you actually took the time to trim some fat from that gut of yours, you'd probably be a lot quicker in destroying us.

Orvomon: Hey! In my eyes, big is beautiful! (swings his mace at Paul)

\*Meanwhile, William was still dealing with Gas Master. He was pinned to the ground by his own Sketch Hammer, and Gas Master thinks he has the upper hand.\*

Gas Master: Well, it stinks for you, now! Time to get gassed up!  (pulls out his stink bombs, and begins to throw it at William)

David: Yo, stinky! Look what we got here! (shows Gas Master the vat of Gerald and Harold's chili)

Gas Master: (turning around to see the chili) Oh, boy! NOW, we're talkin'!  (lets go of William, and runs over to the chili, and proceeds to devour it) Hmmmmmmmmm. Something feels a bit off about this chili.  (suddenly starts feeling hot from the ghost chili pepper that was added to it) Oh my goodness!!!! IT'S TOO HOT FOR ME TO HANDLE!!!!! (runs off to an open area)

Katie: Uh-oh! Looks like he's gonna blow!

\*Then, Gas Master suddenly unleashes a mushroom cloud-sized waft of gas that was big enough to cover three football fields. Thankfully, the smell wasn't as bad as before, but it definitely weakened Gas Master, and it was able to knock out a couple of Paraxis.\*

Monica: (smelling the stench) Smells like Gas Master's been weakened!

Paul: Then, let's clean up here, and join with the others!

\*Then, Monica and Paul finish off the last of the Paraxis, and Orvomon starts to run away from the fight.\*

Orvomon: Okay, that does it! I'm outta here! (runs away)

Monica: Darn! I had a hankering for pork chops tonight.

Paul: Never mind him! Let's regroup with the others!

\*Meanwhile, Steve was still fighting with Rozoson, and Rozoson was able to beat him with the blunt end of his spear. As Steve falls on his back, Rozoson approaches him with his blade pointed at his neck.\*

Rozoson: (glaring at him) Any last words, Comic Liberty?

Steve: (smirking at him) I only have but one life to give for my country!

Rozoson: Fair enough! (raises his spear at him)

\*But, before he could strike down at him, Rozoson gets hit with a blast of platinum energy. As Steve gets back up, he sees a platinum-colored Comicger whose outfit had gold detailing and had similarly colored padding on her shoulders. She was also carrying a platinum-colored rifle from which the energy was shot out of from. She was Comic Platinum, the Comicger Stanley was working on this whole time.\*

Comic Platinum: (thinking that she made a mistake, and cupped her hands over her mouthpiece) Oh, I'm so sorry! Were YOU supposed to be fighting him? (runs over to Steve, and helps him up) I didn't mean to. This is my first time using these powers, and I couldn't help but blast that big bear guy who was about to kill you!

Steve: Sorry? Ma'am, you saved my life! And, for that, I'm totally grateful! (notices the Platinum Turner on her left wrist) Hey! Wait a minute! Is that the Platinum Turner you got on your wrist? Where'd you get it?

Comic Platinum: I found it while I was walking home from work. It was lying on the sidewalk, so I picked it up, and brought it home to get a closer look at it.

Rozoson: (getting back up, and seeing Comic Platinum) WHAT?!? ANOTHER COMICGER?!?

Comic Platinum: (seeing Rozoson get back up) I guess I'll tell you a little later, huh?

Steve: Yeah, totally! Right now, we gotta beat this bear up!

Rozoson: No matter! I'll destroy you both, either way! (charges at both Rangers)

Comic Platinum: Then, be sure to get a taste of platinum power! (starts charging at Rozoson)

Steve: (charging after her)

\*Then, they both start fighting Rozoson. As Comic Platinum was dodging the strikes from Rozoson's spear, she couldn't believe how incredible her new powers feel.\*

Comic Platinum: WOW!!! This power feels incredible! I never knew I had such fighting spirit in me! (gives Rozoson a good roundhouse kick to his chest)

Steve: You'll have plenty of time to admire your powers, later! Right now, we gotta beat this jerk!

Comic Platinum: Oops! Sorry.  (continues fighting Rozoson)

\*Back with the core Comicgers, Paul and Monica met up with David, Katie, and William after Gas Master was brought down by Gerald and Harold's chili.\*

Monica: Hey, guys! How's Will doin'?

William: I'm okay, Monica. Thanks for asking. ^^

Katie: However, the same is NOT gonna be said for THIS stinker!

\*As Gas Master got back up, Blaludon appears next to him ready to kiss him, and make him grow.\*

Blaludon: I don't know where Gas Master's been, but I have no choice.  (blows one of her magic kisses at Gas Master, making him grow)

Gas Master: A-ha! Now, my stink has reached new heights! >: )

David: Oh, no! Now, his stink's even worse than before! (contacts Stanley on his Comic Turner) Dad! It's Action Vehicle time!

Stanley: Say no more, son! (uses the gemstone to bring the Action Vehicles into the real world) Action Vehicles, on the way!

David: Thanks, Dad! (cuts the feed)

Paul: Wait! What about Steve?

David: He'll be fine, Paul! Rozoson's got nothing on his super soldier powers! Now, let's go!

\*The Comicgers quickly get into their Action Vehicles, and begin to log on.\*

David: Comic Racer, ready to go!

William: Comic Tumbler, all set!

Paul: Comic Armorer, online!

Monica: Comic Turbine, flyin' high!

Katie: Comic Mini, revvin' up!

David: Now, let's form the Action Comic Robo!

\*Then, the Comicgers fuse their Action Vehicles together, and formed Action Comic Robo.\*

Gas Master: Oh, that Robo of yours stink! Let me drive home that point! (pulls out his stink bombs and throws them at the ACR)

\*The ACR quickly dodges the stink bombs as they exploded, and charged towards Gas Master. It throws a nice right hook at Gas Master, which he retaliates by kicking the ACR in its chest. The ACR kicks Gas Master in his left side, and Gas Master throws his left elbow into its head. The ACR backhands Gas Master in the head in retaliation, causing him to fall over. Once he got back up, Gas Master decides to unleash his fart on the ACR.\*

Gas Master: Now, it's time you got a REAL whiff of my power! (farts in front of the ACR, causing the stench to try and penetrate it)

Paul: Oh, no! (starting to smell it) The smell's starting to get into the Robo!

William: (suddenly gets an idea) Hang on, guys! I've got an idea! (contacts Stanley) Hey, Mr. C! Send the Comic Gyro! I think I know how to beat Gas Master!

Stanley: Okay, Will! I hope you know what you're doing. (uses the gemstone to bring the Comic Gyro, and it starts flying towards the ACR)

\*Then, the Comic Turbine detaches from the ACR, and gets replaced with the Comic Gyro.\*

Monica: Uh, Will? Are you doing what I THINK you're doing?

William: Oh, yeah! We're gonna use Comic Gyro as a fan to blow away Gas Master's gas! That should probably bring him to his knees!

David: Nice thinking, Will! Let's try it out!

\*Then, the ACR starts spinning the Comic Gyro's blades at Gas Master's stench, blowing it away like William thought it would.\*

Katie: Hey! It's working!

William: Told ya.

Gas Master: (starting to smell nice) Oh, no! My beautiful stench! It's gone!

David: Okay, guys! Now, let's send this big stinker back to the comics!

William: Right!   Activate Comic Gyro Spin Blade Attack!

Comicgers: Spin Blade Attack! FINAL STRIKE!!!

\*Then, the blades start glowing the Comicgers' colors, and the ACR throws it at Gas Master like a Frisbee, slicing him right down the middle.\*

Gas Master: AAAAAAAUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! I guess I've smelled the stench of defeat! (falls down and explodes, sending his spirit back to the comics)

\*Meanwhile, Steve and Comic Platinum have defeated Rozoson, and see Gas Master's spirit trying to find a copy of Issue #79 of the comics to return to. That was when Steve holds up a copy of said issue in the air, and Gas Master's spirit returns to it.\*

Comic Platinum: So, THAT'S where the monsters go, huh?

Steve: Yeah! (smells Gas Master's stench from the comics) Ugh. The smell's coming through the comic! X\_X

Rozoson: (angry about his defeat) You and your new friend may have won this time, Comic Liberty! But, I shall return to finish this! (disappears in flames back to Darkanos' fortress)

Steve: Pfft. Coward. Hey, thanks for helping me out there, miss! I couldn't have... (turns around to thank Comic Platinum, but she was gone) She's gone! (perplexed by this, and decides to contact Stanley) Uh, Mr. Chippendale! I think I just found the Platinum Turner!

\*Back at Darkanos' fortress, Darkanos was glad to hear that Gas Master was defeated, but starts getting concerned about the new Comic Platinum.\*

Darkanos: Well, with Gas Master gone, I won't have to smell that disgusting stench anymore, but this new Comic Platinum is starting to get me worried.

Rozoson: I agree, master. We all must be ready for the coming trials featuring her!

Darkanos: That we must be, Rozoson. (walks off) Those twerps may have gotten a new ally, but it might not save them when I unleash my full fury on them! (clenches his fist in anger, causing it to glow purple)

\*Later that day, it was time for the judging of the chili at the fiesta. After what happened recently, the contestants were given an extra hour to re-cook their chili for the judging, but others such as Mr. Keiko didn't need to worry about that. While the judging was going on, Steve has told the other Comicgers about his encounter with Comic Platinum.\*

David: So, it's true then. Somebody's found the Platinum Turner, huh?

Steve: Oh, yes! Whoever got it happens to be female, and seems to be a bit clueless about the crime-fighting business.

William: I guess that lady's got a lot to learn, huh?

Monica: No kiddin'.

David: But, anyway, we gotta keep a close eye on her, and narrow down who she really is. That way, we can get her to join up with us. ^^

Paul: Yeah!

Steve: I've already told Mr. Chippendale this, and he's already using the tracking system to search the city for her.

David: Great! The sooner we find out who she is, the better!

\*Meanwhile, the judges have gone over to Gerald and Harold's stand, not knowing that their chili was replaced with Orvomon's, and tasted it. One felt queasy, another gasped for air, and another fainted on sight. Gerald and Harold were surprised at the judges' reactions.\*

Harold: (smelling the chili) Uh, Gerald? This doesn't feel like our chili.

Gerald: (looking at the chili to see how disgusting it looked) YEESH! You're right, Harold! Who made this stuff?

Judge #1: Well, you two, you nearly poisoned us with your rancid chili! We can't help but think that this chili had hints of rusted metal and decaying meat.

Judge #2: (sticking her hand in the chili, and pulls out a roadkill gerbil) And, is this a roadkill gerbil?

Gerald: (in a state of shock) What the heck...???

Harold: This isn't our chili, judges! I assure you!

Judge #1: But, it IS on your stand, so we're afraid we're gonna have to disqualify you boys! Now, go put that thing where it belongs: in the garbage!

Gerald: (feeling defeated, and carrying the chili to the garbage) If we had our OWN chili, the outcome would've been different.

Harold: (helping Gerald out) Yeah, whatever.

\*Later, the judges have made a decision, and are ready to announce the winner.\*

William: Okay, guys! They're gonna announce the winner!

Katie: Oh, boy! This is gonna be exciting!

Paul: Yeah!

Judge #1: Okay, ladies and gentlemen, we will now announce the winner of the Nice 'n Chili Fiesta! And, the winner is.... (opens the envelope, and pulls out the name of the winner) Jason Keiko!

Mr. Keiko: (feeling surprised and happy that he won) Holy cow! I don't believe it! (heads up to the stage to receive his award)

Judge #1: Your chili had the right amount of flavor and texture, and is pretty mild but not to the point of good taste. ^^

Mr. Keiko: Oh, thank you. Thank you so much. ^^

\*Later, the Comicgers were having a taste of the chili Mr. Keiko made while they were congratulating him on winning the Fiesta.\*

David: Congratulations, Mr. Keiko. ^^ Are you surprised that you won?

Mr. Keiko: Well, a little. But, I didn't think my chili would be THAT good.

William: Oh, c'mon Dad. It more than deserved the first place prize. By the way, where's the check for half a million that you won?

Mr. Keiko: I donated it to a charity that was sponsoring the Fiesta. In my eyes, there's no greater prize than sharing my family's chili with my son and his friends. ^^

William: Aaawwww, thanks Dad.

Monica: Oh, and by the way, what exactly IS the secret ingredient that makes this chili taste so good?

William: Yeah, c'mon Dad! Tell 'em! They ARE like family, after all!

Mr. Keiko: (thinking it over, and giving in) Well, okay. But, you mustn't tell everyone else! The secret ingredient in my family's chili is... (whispers the ingredient in each of their ears)

Steve: You don't say!

Katie: No wonder it has such good texture and flavor!

Paul: Yeah! I never would've guessed!

David: Don't worry, Mr. Keiko! We'll never tell!

Mr. Keiko: Great! Now, dig in!

\*Then, the Comicgers continue eating their chili as Comic Platinum looks on from behind a nearby tree.\*

Comic Platinum: Nice kids. It's only a matter of time before I join up with them. But, for now, I'm gonna stay hidden until the right moment.

\*Comic Platinum then leaves the park, and heads back into hiding.\*

TO BE CONTINUED....