Back To School With A Filthy Mouth (Transcript)

This is the 36th episode of Justice Squadron: Comicger

After a summer vacation that almost felt like forever, it was time once again for another year of school at Petropolis High School. The Comicgers have returned to their regular school work, and Steve returned to his regular job as the school's security guard. William, Monica, and Katie got off the school bus, and entered the school, where they met up with David, Paul, and even Alyssa in the middle of the entrance hall. Maple was also there, too, seeing the Comicgers off before she went off back to Crystal Comics so she can go back to work without them.

William: (relieved to be back in school) Man, it's been a great summer vacation, but I'm glad to be back in school. ^^

Monica: Yeah, me too. It feels good to get back into the swing of things around here. ^^

Katie: Yeah. I kinda missed this old school, though. ^^

David: (spotting them) Hey, guys!

William: (approaching the others) Oh, hi David!

Paul: Man, that summer vacation almost felt endless. I never thought it would actually end.

Katie: Me neither.

Alyssa: Well, at least we're all back together, and ready to start another year at Petropolis High School. ^^

Maple: (sighs) Y'know, sometimes I forgot what it was like being back in high school. ^^ (looks at her watch, and sees that she's getting late) Oh, dear! I'm almost late for work! I'll be seein' you kids after school! Catch ya on the flip-side!  (starts leaving the school, and heading for Crystal Comics)

David: (not understanding what Maple said) Uh, okay. Bye, Maple.  (turns to Katie) Nobody says that anymore, Katie.

Katie: Try tellin' THAT to her.

Monica: Well, whatever. We'd better start getting to class.

Paul: Lead on, Miss Scaleman!

As the Comicgers start to head to their first class, they were stopped by Coach Icebear, who was anxiously waiting for William, for the first football game of the new season was on Saturday night.

Coach Icebear: Ah, Keiko! Hope you've had a nice summer. Because after school, the football team is practicing for the first game of the new season. We're playing against Catsville Saturday night, and I want my players to be in tip-top shape. Hope you're up to the challenge.

William: (suddenly remembers) Oh, yeah! The new season.  Sorry, coach. Guess it slipped my mind until now. But, don't worry. I've been practicing. ^^

Coach Icebear: Well, that's good. And, I'm glad you've rested up this summer, because I hear that Catsville has some pretty tough players on their team.

William: Don't worry, coach! I won't hold back!

Coach Icebear: Ah, great! That's what I like to hear from my players! I'll see you after school, my boy! (pats William on the shoulder, and walks past the other Comicgers) Good morning, kids! Hope your summer was good, too. ^^

David: Oh, yeah. Quite a summer, coach. ^^

Alyssa: We'd tell you all about it, but you wouldn't believe us if we did. ^^

Coach Icebear: Likewise. Well, have a good first day of school. ^^ (walks off back the Athletic Office)

Katie: Well, when he's not making us do about 50 push-ups each and every class, Coach Icebear's actually very nice.

William: Yeah, he sees everyone on the football team like his own kids. He looks out for everyone here. ^^

David: Totally.  Now, onto class.

Then, the Comicgers start making their way to class to begin the first day of school. Meanwhile, at Darkanos' fortress, Darkanos was pretty cranky about seeing the Comicgers returning to school, and he sees that if they keep gaining more knowledge, they'll be harder for him to defeat. So, he's coming up with a plan to make sure they do pretty poorly in school.

Darkanos: Ugh. Another year of education for those little twerps. I swear, the more intelligent they become, the harder it is for me to defeat them. (starts thinking) What if there was a way to make sure they perform abysmally in school? Hmmmmmm.

Rozoson: (entering the throne room) My lord. I've returned from the dungeon with some news. Infafre has finished preparing the new monster for our next attack on the city!

Darkanos: Oh, good! Maybe this monster can help us ruin the Comicgers' education, and make it easier for us to defeat them once and for all!

Rozoson: Yeah, about that, my lord.

Darkanos: (raising an eyebrow) Yes?

Rozoson: It seems that the monster has a special... um... weapon, per say.

Then, Blaludon and Vistosam enter the throne room arguing with one another, and there were some pretty "colorful" words coming out of their mouths.

Blaludon: You get out of my face, you (dolphin chirps) king weirdo!!!!

Vistosam: Well, maybe YOU'D better keep your kisses to yourself, you (dog barks) king b(parrot squawks)

Darkanos: (not believing what he just heard) WHAT ON STYX IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!?!? (grabs them both, and lifts them in the air) Now, you both will tell me right now where you heard these disgusting words!!!

Blaluldon: Uh...

Vistosam: Well...

Rozoson: My lord, remember when I said that the monster has a special weapon? Well, it causes whoever gets hit by it to swear uncontrollably.

Darkanos: (turning to Rozoson) What?!?

Infafre: (coming in) Let me explain, Rozoson. You see, the monster I've created has incredible fighting prowess, but he has an ace in the hole. He's armed with special F-Bombs that causes whoever gets hit by its blast radius to swear uncontrollably. So, I present to you, Fowl Play!

Then, a brown rooster-like monster with an orange beak and feet, green tail feathers, a maroon head crest and waddle on his chin, and yellow eyes wearing red karate sparring gear on his head, chest, elbows, hands, and knees comes running into the throne room, sliding his way in front of Darkanos, and does a karate pose. He was Fowl Play, and he was the one who caused Blaludon and Vistosam to swear uncontrollably.

Fowl Play: Ha ha! Yes, Lord Darkanos! It was me this whole time! With my F-Bombs, I can make anyone who's in the blast radius have uncontrollable fits of swearing, making them unable to think clearly!

Rozoson: Exactly what I meant, my lord.

Darkanos: Hmmmmm. (puts Blaludon and Vistosam down) You know, maybe I can use you to make the Comicgers so screwed up, they'll start doing poorly in school. And, therefore, making them easier for us to defeat them, and conquer this pathetic city.

Fowl Play: Oh, really? That'd be pretty awesome! With one blast from my F-Bombs, their friendly image will change just like that!

Darkanos: Excellent! And, with your fighting prowess, the Comicgers will definitely have a difficult time trying to catch up with you! Now, head down to the school, and stay hidden until further instruction. Once the time is right, strike at the Comicgers, and give them very dirty mouths!

Fowl Play: As you command, my lord! Here I go! (disappears in a burst of feathers out of the throne room, and to the school)

Darkanos: And, if he ever fails, we'll be having a nice roasted chicken for dinner tonight.

Rozoson: True. Either way, we still win.

Darkanos: (laughing, and then regaining his composure) Alright, then. Everyone back to your stations!

Then, all the villains went back to their stations, and Darkanos sits himself back down on his throne. Later, after school, William and the rest of the football team met up on the football field to practice for the big game against Catsville. The other Comicgers were on the bleachers watching him practice when Steve comes by to see how they were doing.

Steve: Hey, kids! How was the first day of school, today?

Paul: Well, it was kinda hard getting back into the usual routine after three months of summer vacation, that's for sure.

Katie: But, it was still nice to see everyone again. ^^

David: Yeah. And, now we're watching Will practice for the first game of the season this Saturday night. I'm certain that he'll bring home the win for Petropolis. ^^ I'm sure of it.

Monica: Me too.

Steve: Well, I've been trying to get back to being the security guard at this school. I tell ya, after fighting Darkanos' monsters, patrolling the school for troublemaking students feels like a real snoozer.

David: Hey, c'mon. In this day and age, schools need all the protection they need.

Alyssa: Yeah. Think of it as doing another kind of service to our city. ^^

Steve: (realizing they were right) Yeah, I guess you're right. ^^

Out on the field, the football players were practicing their tackles for the big game, and it seems that the summer vacation is paying off since they were showing no signs of slowing down. Once one of them threw the football at William, he started to run all the way to the end zone. Once he reached it, he slammed the football in a touchdown, and starts doing a little touchdown dance that he's been working on. The other Comicgers were applauding him for his accomplishment, and even Coach Icebear.

Coach Icebear: Very nice, Keiko! And, your touchdown dance has REALLY improved!

William: Thanks, Coach Icebear. ^^

Coach Icebear: (turning to the other players) Well, if you all were half the athlete William Keiko is, I'm sure you'd ALL be MVPs at this point! But, until that day comes, keep practicing!

As the team continues practicing, Gerald and Harold come in carrying a strange-looking device resembling a pig nose in hopes of sniffing out anyone who they think would be one of the Comicgers.

Harold: (reading the instructions) Uh, Gerald. Care to explain the plan again?

Gerald: Certainly! With this Piggy Sniffer Scent Detector that I got from that comic book advert, we'll scour through the bleachers and pretend that we're interviewing the people there, and then, we use it to sniff out their scents! I mean, fighting monsters has gotta make people all sweaty and stinky, right? So, if this thing picks up any hint of sweat, we'll know that we've found the Comicgers!

Harold: Oh, yeah! (reads how to turn it on in the instructions) Uh, there should be a green button underneath the handle! I'm certain that's the on button.

Gerald: Okay. (finds the button, presses it, and the detector turns on) Ah, there it goes! Now, let's test this bad boy out!

Then, Gerald and Harold start testing the detector out, and they eventually find Fowl Play hiding behind a tree waiting for the right moment to strike at the Comicgers.

Fowl Play: Okay! Wait for the proper moment, and then I drop the F-Bombs on the Comicgers! Literally!

Gerald: (detecting Fowl Play's scent with the detector) Huh? (thinking that Fowl Play is one of his relatives) Uncle Harry?!?

Fowl Play: What?!? (quickly turns around to see Gerald and Harold have spotted him) No, you fool! I'm not your Uncle Harry! I'm Fowl Play, the meanest rooster you'll ever come across!

Harold: Oh. Why are you spying on the football team, then?

Fowl Play: You wanna know, do ya? Well, TOO bad! (throws a whole bunch of karate strikes at the two of them in hopes of scaring them away)

Gerald + Harold: (screaming, and running away like the sissies they are)

Fowl Play: Now, back to waiting for that right moment!

After a few more minutes of practice, Coach Icebear decided to dismiss the players, and congratulating them for a good practice.

Coach Icebear: Good job, players! You all did REALLY good today! Keep it up, and we'll beat Catsville in no time!  Now, go get some rest! Be back here same time tomorrow!

Then, as the players returned to the locker room, and got changed, William returns with the other Comicgers, and asked them how he did.

William: Well, guys. How'd I do?

Monica: You were wonderful, Will!

Steve: A fine example of athletic prowess!

David: Yeah! There's no doubt in my mind that with your skills, you and the rest of them will win this one for sure. ^^

William: Yeah! I sure do got the skills, don't I?

Alyssa: You sure do. ^^

Fowl Play: (finding his perfect opportunity to strike) A-ha! I think I've found the perfect opportunity to attack! (leaps out from behind the tree, and starts attacking the Comicgers) Salutations, Comicgers! Allow me to introduce myself! I'm Fowl Play, and I'm here to make sure you don't interfere with Darkanos' conquest of the city!

Comicgers: (surprised by Fowl Play's appearance)

Katie: Fowl Play, from Comicgers Issue #60?!?

Paul: Sure looks like it!

David: What do YOU want, you big walking chicken salad?

Fowl Play: Oh, nothing much! Just try to make sure you all do horribly in school!

Alyssa: How do you plan on doing that?

Fowl Play: You'll see soon enough, girl! But, first, I'd figured that I should let MY team take the field! PARAXIS, ARISE!!!!

Then, a couple of Paraxis materialize in front of Fowl Play.

Fowl Play: Let's get 'em! >: )

Then, the Paraxis draw their laser spears, and charge at the Comicgers.

Comicgers: (holding up their Comic Turners) 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 morphing into their Ranger form)

David: (drawing his Sketch Blade) C'mon, guys! Let's fricassee this big chicken!

Comicgers: (drawing their Sketch Weapons) Right!

Then, the Comicgers begin to fight the Paraxis and Fowl Play on the football field. Alyssa uses her Sketch Trident to jab at a few Paraxis, and was able to use the blunt end to knock them square in the head.

Alyssa: (still unsure that was a good move) Uh, was that an okay move to use?

Paul: (flipping some Paraxis over with his Sketch Escrimas) Yeah! When fighting Paraxis, anything goes!  (whacks an incoming one with the Escrimas)

Alyssa: Oh, okay. ^^ (roundhouse kicks another Paraxi that was coming at her)

Meanwhile, Katie was throwing her Sketch-A-Rangs at a couple of Paraxis that were coming at her, and she quickly flips out of the way of a couple of Paraxis who were firing at her with their laser spears. After dodging the blasts, Katie uppercuts them in the chest, and she side kicks them in the face. Then, Monica fires some arrows from her Sketch Bow at some Paraxis, and knee kicks a couple of them that were getting close to her. She then shoots one that was coming at her from behind as well. While that's going on, Steve was blocking a couple of laser blasts with his Holo-Shield, and proceeds to elbow the Paraxis in the gut, and crescent kicks them in the face.

Steve: (giving a right hook to one Paraxi) I never would've guessed that the Paraxis are into football.  (back kicking another Paraxi that was coming at him)

While everyone was on Paraxi duty, David and William start using their Sketch Weapons to fight Fowl Play. David comes slashing at Fowl Play with his Sketch Blade, but he keeps blocking it with his padded sparring gear. William then decides to his Sketch Hammer to attack him, and while he was able to get in a good hit, Fowl Play quickly gets back up, and kicks him with his talons. Then, William decides to power up his Sketch Hammer, and really do some damage to him.

William: Stand back, David! I'm gonna try to hit him with a powered up shot!

David: (fighting with Fowl Play) Oh, okay! (kicks Fowl Play in the chest, and gets out of the way)

William: (powers up his Sketch Hammer) Sketch Hammer, power up! (swings his Sketch Hammer at Fowl Play, causing him to go flying backwards)

Fowl Play: (landing back on his feet) Is that all you got? (charges at William, and kicks at him with his talons)

William: Hey! It didn't work! (gets hit in the face by a left hook from Fowl Play)

David: (seeing what's going on, and goes in to help him out) Hang in there, dude! I'm coming! (joins back in, and slashes away at Fowl Play)

Fowl Play: (getting hit) So, you wanna play too, huh?  (uppercuts David, and jabs him in the stomach) And, as for you... (grabs William by the Hammer's handle, and tosses him over his shoulder)

As David and William get knocked back a bit, the other Comicgers were able to join up with them, and were surprised that a chicken was able to beat them.

Monica: Man, this chicken strip really IS tough.

Alyssa: Who knew that a rooster would be a pretty tough fighter?

Steve: Well, cock-fighting has been outlawed here in the States! So, I'm sure he's pretty mad about that!

Fowl Play: Oh, far from it, my patriotic friend! (pulls out a few F-Bombs) Once I blast you all with these F-Bombs, you'll surely do poorly in school.

Paul: What do you mean?

William: (remembering something from Fowl Play's issue) Oh, no! GUYS, WE GOTTA GET OUT OF HIS LINE OF FIRE RIGHT NOW!!!

But, it was too late. As Fowl Play threw his F-Bombs at them, William grabs David and Steve, and pushes them out of the way, but Monica, Paul, Katie, and Alyssa got caught within the blast radius, which means that they've gotten an uncontrollable case of swearing in their vocabulary.

Monica, Paul, Katie, and Alyssa: (dropping down and de-morphing)

Fowl Play: There! And, before this day is done, you'll start to do a lot poorly in school! Right now, I gotta fly the coop! See ya later! (disappears from the football field)

David: Guys! (de-morphing along with William and Steve, and running over the others) Are you okay?

Katie: (feeling her head) Man, that was one (jaguar growl)ed up chicken. (quickly places her hands over her mouth after realizing she said the F-word)

Comicgers: (gasping at her actions)

Paul: Katie! Did you just say (elephant trumpet)? (realizing he said the word, too)

William: Oh, no! I was afraid of this.

Monica: What the (lion roar) do you mean? (realizes she said the F-word, too)

William: I've read the comic that Fowl Play comes from, guys! Apparently, he's armed with F-Bombs that causes anyone caught in the blast radius to swear uncontrollably!

David: He's right, you guys! My dad said that it was a pretty controversial issue because of all that vulgar language!

Alyssa: You mean that blast turned us into potty mouths? (begins to try some swears, which were censored by a few electric guitar riffs)

David: Apparently so.

Steve: David, William, and I were lucky to get out of that blast! But, I don't know what we're gonna do with you kids!

Katie: I know! And, we've got a full day of classes tomorrow. We don't wanna come in cursing and what not!

Paul: I guess we're gonna have to try and suppress it. I'm sure Mr. Chippendale can come up with a way to cure us of this (chicken cluck)king condition.

David: Oh, I'm sure Dad will.

Steve: In the meantime, don't try to swear in front of your parents, or anyone you meet!

Alyssa: Okay, gotcha!

Then, the Comicgers all went home and tried their best not to swear anymore. The next day was the first full day of classes, and David and William met up with the other Comicgers, and they were planning to keep their mouths shut for the whole day.

David: So, how're you guys holding up?

Monica: Not good. But, when we went home yesterday, our parents didn't notice a (airplane horn) thing!

William: Hey, watch it! This is exactly what we're talking about here.

Alyssa: I know.

Paul: Well, the four of us have Dr. Frankenshell for our first class of the day, so maybe we can try to keep it under control there.

William: Okay, that's a good start there.

David: Will and I have Mr. Silverback's algebra class first, so we'll see you all later. (heads off to algebra class with William)

Katie: Okay. Bye, guys!  Oh, (crow caw). This is gonna be tough.

Paul: Let's go, guys.

They then went inside Dr. Frankenshell's science class, where they were about learn about the food web.

Dr. Frankenshell: As you can see class, everything we eat is all part of a food web. For example, the meat in our hamburgers comes from cows, which in turn eat grass, which gets its energy from the sun. So, in hindsight, everything we eat gets energy from the sun. Now, can anyone tell me another example of a food web?

Monica: (raising her hand) I think I have a good example, Dr. Frankenshell.

Obnoxious Pig Boy Sitting Behind Monica: (imitating what she said in a high screechy voice)

Monica: (getting offended) SHUT THE (seal bark) UP, FATSO!!!!!  (puts her hands over her mouth because she accidentally swore)

Dr. Frankenshell: (astonished by what she said) Monica!!! Did you just say the F word???

Monica: Oh, man! I'm so sorry, Dr. Frankenshell!

Paul: I'm sorry, Dr. (monkey screech)kenshell. (realizes he said the F word) I mean Dr. Frankenshell!!!

Dr. Frankenshell: (getting even more astonished) Paul!

Monica: Oh, no! You said (bicycle bell), too!

Dr. Frankenshell: (more surprised) Monica!!!

Katie: Girl! You just said (boat foghorn) again!!!

Dr. Frankenshell: (seriously offended) Katie!!!!

Alyssa: Oh, (train whistle)!

Dr. Frankenshell: (getting angry) Alyssa!

Monica: I'm sorry, Dr. Frankenshell! I can't help it! (swears but is censored by Scatman John's scats)

Dr. Frankenshell: (had enough) How would YOU like to go see the principal, young lady?

Monica: How would YOU like to (explosion sound effect)?

Everyone: (gasping by what Monica just said)

Dr. Frankenshell: (surprised and angry) WHAT DID YOU SAY?!?

Monica: I'm sorry, sir! What I meant to say was... (pulls up a megaphone, and shouts it out for everyone to hear) How would you like to (explosion sound effect), Dr. Frankenshell? (puts megaphone away)

Dr. Frankenshell: (looking on angry and surprised)

Katie: (realizing they're in trouble) Holy (frog croak), girl.

Then, Paul, Monica, Katie, and Alyssa were all sent to Principal Kensington's office because they were cursing in science class. Principal Kensington was just as surprised at them for using such uncouth behavior.

Principal Kensington: Well, I must say I'm EXTREMELY disappointed in you kids. You should be ashamed of yourselves! Now, I've already given your parents a call, and they're on their way to have a talk with you all.

Katie: (afraid) Oh, no! This is bad. This is very, VERY bad.

Paul: (raising his hand) Hey, Principal Kensington, may I ask a question?

Principal Kensington: Very well. What is it?

Paul: What's the big (horse whinny) deal, (cat screech)?

Monica: Yeah?

Principal Kensington: (screaming at this) Now, I wanna know RIGHT NOW where you heard all this disgraceful obscenities!

Alyssa: Uh..... nowhere.

Katie: We, uh, heard them from the Woodshop teacher Mr. Beaverton a couple times before.

Paul: Uh, yeah.

Principal Kensington: Now, kids. I seriously doubt that Mr. Beaverton ever said things like... (holds up a list of all the things they've been saying) Uh... "Eat penguin (police sirens), you (coyote howl) spelunker?"

Monica: (surprised) Uh-oh! This really IS bad!

Then, Stanley comes in with Mr. Bison, Mrs. Scaleman, Rajah Bengalo, and Mrs. Ottersfield because he to has gotten word that they've been swearing in class, and wanted to see it for himself.

Katie: (worried) It just got worse.

Principal Kensington: Thank you all for coming on such short notice.

Rajah: (looking at Katie disappointed) This just isn't like you, Katie.

Stanley: Well, what did the kids say, Sylvia? They didn't say the B-word, did they?

Principal Kensington: No. Much worse than that, I'm afraid.

Stanley: (realizing what she meant) The F-word?!?

Principal Kensington: (giving Stanley and the parents a list of everything they said) Here's a short list of all the things they've been saying lately.

As the parents looked at the list, they couldn't believe what their kids have been saying.

Mrs. Scaleman: (with a look of shock on her face) Oh, dear God.

Mr. Bison: What the hey is a "rim job"?

Mrs. Ottersfield: Trust me. You don't wanna know.

Rajah: (looking at Mrs. Ottersfield awkwardly, and starts to ask Katie what happened) Young lady, you will tell Principal Kensington this instant where you heard all these horrible phrases!

Katie: Uh... buh buh buh...

Monica: (finally coming clean) It was one of Darkanos' monsters! Yesterday, after William's football team finished practice, this giant chicken monster wearing karate gear appeared out of nowhere, and threw one of his F-Bombs at us! We were caught in the blast radius, and that's why we're so (fart noise)ed up! We would've been dead meat if the Comicgers hadn't showed up to stop him!

Mr. Bison: (not buying it) Oh, sure! Always blame that Darkanos creep that's been popping up in the news lately.

Stanley: (starting to see what she's talking about) No, wait! I think I know what may have caused this! (pulls out a copy of Comicgers Issue #60, and places it on Principal Kensington's desk) It's Fowl Play, and he came from my least favorite Comicgers issue?

Principal Kensington: Are you saying that there's some sort of connection between the kids swearing in class, and this particular monster?

Stanley: Oh, yes! Fowl Play has F-Bombs that causes uncontrollable swearing to anyone who gets caught in the blast radius. And, since Darkanos escaped from the comics, it's highly likely that he sent this monster to make sure they do poorly in school. I'll take these kids back to my studio, and run a scan on their brains to make sure if that REALLY is the case!

Principal Kensington: Well, in the meantime, I'll have to send a warning letter out to parents everywhere before more children and teenagers encounter this Fowl Play monster you've been talking about.

Mrs. Scaleman: And, while THAT'S going on, you kids are grounded for a whole week for swearing in class!

Alyssa: Oh (church bells)!

Mrs. Otterfield: ALYSSA!!!!

Alyssa: I'm sorry, I can't help it! That monster's bombs have warped my fragile little mind!

Later, during lunch, David and William sat down when they saw the other Comicgers arrive with distraught looks on their faces.

David: (seeing them) What the heck happened to YOU guys?

Paul: During Dr. Frankenshell's science class, Monica accidentally blurted out the F-word in front of the whole school, and we all followed suit.

Monica: I'm sorry. It all slipped out.

Alyssa: And, now, thanks to Miss Potty Mouth here, we all got a week of detention, and our parents grounded us for a week.

William: Oh, man. Listen, no one here is to blame. I'm sure Mr. Chippendale can come up with a way to put an end to this swear-a-thon you guys are going through.

Katie: Speaking of which, your dad was here too, David. He told us to come immediately to the studio after school so he can figure out what exactly is going on with our heads.

David: Oh. Well, my dad did say that Fowl Play's issue was pretty much the one he hates the most, and he had all copies removed from store shelves a month after it was released to the public. My guess is that there was too much swearing in it as well.

Monica: Probably.

Paul: Well, he also said that once he was finished checking out what's wrong, he'll send us back home, so we might not be able to join you in defeating Fowl Play.

William: I see. Well, we'll have to call the other Comicgers out there, and see if they're willing to replace you temporarily.

Alyssa: Oh, that would be (belching noise) king great.

David: Alyssa!!!

Alyssa: (realizing that she cursed again) Oh, right. Sorry!

William: Now, let's all calm down, and just have some lunch. We'll figure out a way out of this mess.

Then, the Comicgers all composed themselves, and started having lunch. Later that afternoon, after school, the Comicgers all arrive at the studio, where Stanley was using a special device to check out the insides of the Comicgers' heads to see what's causing them to swear so much. And, sure enough, he's found something.

Stanley: Oh, dear! It's worse than I thought!

Steve: What is it, Mr. Chippendale?

Stanley: After scanning the Comicgers' brains with this device Paul gave me, I was able to figure out what's making them swear so much. (shows David, William, and Steve an image of the insides of the Comicgers' heads, and what's making them swear so much) You see, the little F's represent the fumes from Fowl Play's F-Bombs, and they're targeting the part of the brain that enables speech. These fumes are overriding the nerves located there, causing so many obscenities that would make even a sailor blush.

David: Oh, so THAT'S how it works. But, is there any way to get rid of it?

Stanley: Well, David, in order to make the fumes go away, and stop all the swearing, we'll need to find a way to calm down the nerves in that part of the brain. For example, whenever I get angry, I normally take a deep breath, and count backwards from 10. It really helps to relieve my nerves, and keeps me from cursing myself.

David: Okay. We'll give THAT a try, and see what happens.

William: But, uh, Mr. C. Why exactly DID you hate that particular issue of Comicgers in the first place?

Stanley: Well, I kinda like the Comicgers to be a good example for anyone who reads the comics, and so a monster that uses bombs to make people swear isn't a good way to do so. But, one former employee of mine felt that I wasn't paying him enough for his hard work, so he pretty much expressed his inner anger by making a story about a monster that causes people to swear uncontrollably in the latest issue of the Comicgers comic. But, ever since that issue, sales started dropping, and I had the issue removed from store shelves a month after it was released. There were so many profanities in that issue, it nearly changed the Comicgers' image.

Steve: So, what happened then?

Stanley: I fired the guy who submitted that idea to me, and had all the copies of that issue locked away in a vault here in the studio, never to be read again. This was one work that I myself was greatly ashamed of.

David: (hugging his father) Hey, it's okay, Dad. Everyone has at least ONE bad story they weren't proud of. Heck, there were some episodes of the original SpongeBob show that weren't that great. So, one issue that contains tons of swearing? I'm sure it won't change a thing. ^^

Stanley: True, David. Now, let's focus on getting our friends back to normal.

David: Right! (goes over to the other Comicgers with Steve)

Katie: So, did you find a way to cure us?

David: Well, my dad said that every time he got mad, he would take a deep breath, and count backwards from 10. He thinks that it'll help calm your nerves, guys. ^^

Monica: Well, let's give it a try. We got nothing else to (rattlesnake rattle)king lose.

Paul: Alright. ^^

Then, the Comicgers all took very deep breaths, and began counting backwards from 10.

Paul, Monica, Katie, and Alyssa: 10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...

Then, a ding was heard, and the Comicgers looked around to see if it worked.

Alyssa: Did it work?

Steve: Well, let's find out. (holds up a card that was blocked off with a black smudge) I want you guys to say (T. Rex roar).

Paul: (trying to say the censored phrase, but couldn't do it) Ugh. I can't say it.

Monica: (couldn't say it either) Me neither!

Katie: Why would I say it anyway? It's SO rude and uncivilized!

Alyssa: Totally! (suddenly realizes that the trick worked) Hey! It worked!!!

Monica: We're not swearing anymore!

Stanley: Well, so much for the easy part. Now, I'm certain that Fowl Play is out there throwing his F-Bombs at people, and making THEM swear as well. And, I'm certain that they won't comply to count backwards from 10 like what you guys did. So, as usual, in order to break the spell permanently, we'll have to send Fowl Play back to the comics!

Steve: Not to worry, Mr. Chippendale! We can do that. ^^

Stanley: Unfortunately, as a parent myself, I would suggest that Paul, Monica, Katie, and Alyssa return home immediately since you're still technically grounded. We don't want to arouse suspicion from your parents by having you be out while you're being punished.

Katie: Oh, yeah.

Paul: Well, Will did say he was gonna contact some of the extra Comicgers to take our place in battling Fowl Play.

William: Yeah. They should be here any minute, now. ^^

Then, as soon as he said it, Maple, Linda, and Julian came into the studio from the elevator, and went over to Stanley to ask him what was going on.

Maple: We came as soon as Will told us, Mr. Chippendale!

Julian: Correct me if I'm wrong, but is it true that you kids said the Q-word?

Katie: Nope. F-word.

Julian: Oh, that IS worse.

David: (noticing that Aaron was absent) Hey! Where's Aaron?

William: He couldn't join us for this mission. He said he had an ARA meeting to attend to discuss the sales of the Frogger video game.

David: Oh.

Linda: (getting a vision) Hold on, everyone! I'm getting a vision! (sees Fowl Play heading for the houses of the Comicgers that were cured of their swearing, and is about to throw his F-Bombs at them again) This Fowl Play monster's gonna invade our friends' houses, and throw his bombs at them again! We gotta stop him before he gets a chance to do so!

David: Oh, boy! Then, we'd better start acting fast!

Katie: Please, hurry! I don't wanna start swearing again!

Paul: Me neither!

David: Don't worry, guys! We'll find a way to fix this!

Then, the tracking system goes off, indicating that Fowl Play is in the city causing more trouble.

Stanley: Hold that thought, everyone! It seems that Fowl Play's in the city causing trouble again! So, you'd better get out there, and stop him before he reaches the houses of the other Comicgers!

David: We're on it, Dad!

Stanley: Good luck, everyone! The rest of you are coming with me! I'll get you kids back home safely!

Paul: You got it, Mr. Chippendale!

William: Alright, then! Who wants fried chicken?

David: I do! (holds up his Comic Turner) Ready, guys?

William, Steve, Maple, Miranda, and Julian: (holding up theirs) Ready!

David, William, Linda, and Julian: Comic Turners, activate! (the Comic Turners convert to their original forms) Comic Powers!

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

Maple: (flicking the on switch on her Platinum Turner) Platinum Powers!

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

Then, David and William get on their Sketch Cycles, with Linda getting on with David and Julian getting on with William, Steve gets on his ATV, and Maple gets on her Platinum 3-Wheeler, and they drive off to Fowl Play's current location. Meanwhile, Fowl Play was throwing a couple of F-Bombs at a couple of people, and anyone who was caught in the blast radius started swearing uncontrollably, making him really happy.

Fowl Play: Oh, boy! There's nothing I like more than seeing people swearing so much, and making complete idiots of themselves. ^^ What can be better than this?

David: (pulling up behind Fowl Play) Yeesh, dude! Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?

Fowl Play: (turning around to see the Comicgers) Ah, the remaining Comicgers! You ready to start spewing naughty words like your fallen friends, eh?

William: Actually quite the opposite! We're here to wash your mouth out with soap!

Fowl Play: Well, I'm afraid you'll be TOO dead to do so, my little multi-colored dweebs! And, my friends would agree with me. PARAXIS, ARISE!!!!

Then, a couple of Paraxis materialize in front of Fowl Play.

Fowl Play: Let's turn these Rangers into potty mouths, shall we?

The Paraxis draw their laser spears, and join Fowl Play as he charges at the Comicgers.

Comicgers: (drawing their Sketch Weapons, and start fighting with Fowl Play and the Paraxis)

Then, the Comicgers start fighting with Fowl Play and the Paraxis. David was using his Sketch Blade against Fowl Play, while William helps him out with his Sketch Hammer. While that was going on, Steve was busy fighting with the Paraxis, and he uses his Holo-Shield to block any blasts from their laser spears. Meanwhile, Maple starts blasting at a couple Paraxis with her Platinum Rifle, and dodges any blasts from their laser spears. After dodging them, she starts coming at them with a couple of punches.

Maple: Sorry. I can't see myself spouting curse words. Especially with kids watching.  (roundhouse kicks a Paraxi in the face)

Meanwhile, Linda was using her Sketch Fans to lift a couple of Paraxis in the air, and dropping them to the ground hard. Then, she starts to predict the Paraxis starting to come at her from both sides, blasting her with their laser spears. After having that vision, she backflips backwards, allowing the Paraxis to blast each other instead.

Linda: Now, that's what I call a "friendly fire."  (sees a Paraxi coming at her, and sweep kicks it)

Meanwhile, Julian was slashing through the Paraxis with his Sketch Claws, and starts rolling underneath a couple that were coming at him with their laser spears, and starts clawing away at them as well.

Julian: I figured I had to claw my way to the top eventually!

Maple: (side kicking a Paraxi as she heads towards him) Really, Julian?

Julian: Sorry. But, it fits.

Maple: You really need new material. (ducks from an attack from a Paraxi)

While the other Comicgers were busy dealing with the Paraxis, David and William were busy dealing with Fowl Play. William swings his Sketch Hammer at Fowl Play, but he ducks and delivers a couple of rapid fire punches to his chest. David sees this, and starts charging at him with his Sketch Blade. As he keeps swinging his Blade down, Fowl Play quickly blocks the strikes, and throws a couple of swift kicks at David. Then, William comes at Fowl Play with a tackle from behind, bringing him down to the sidewalk, and making him fall facedown.

Fowl Play: What the...??? How did THAT happen?

William: Hey, I'm trying not to let my football skills go to waste!

David: At least it's good to know that you're practicing your mad skills, bro!

William: Oh, you bet!

Then, once they were finished with the Paraxis, the other Comicgers meet up with David and William, and see that William was able to tackle Fowl Play.

Steve: (impressed) Well, a simple tackle brought him down, huh?

William: Yeah. Guess he's not a football fan, I take it.

Julian: Judging from his sparring gear, I'd say he's more MMA. ^^

Fowl Play: (getting up from the ground, and tossing William aside) Okay! I'm through playing chicken! Now, you're gonna get a good taste of Kentucky fried hiney-whoopin'!  (clucks like crazy, and starts leaping at the Comicgers)

Maple: Whoa!!! Here he comes again!

David: Don't worry, guys! Just keep trying to fight him!

Then, Fowl Play comes at the Comicgers at full speed, and starts trying to bring the Comicgers to the ground. He comes at Steve and Julian with his talons, and was able to scratch them, but they were able to get back up, and punch him in the stomach. Then, he tries to throw a couple of punches at Maple and Linda, and although he was able to get a good hit on Maple, Linda predicted his next attack, and ducked as soon as he did it.

Linda: (pulling up some tarot cards, and begins to predict Fowl Play's fate) Hmmmmmmm. I've seen your fate in the cards, and it seems that your future's looking bleak.  (stacks the cards back up, and throws a spinning crescent kick in his face)

Maple: (getting back up) I'm so glad we added you to the team. ^^

Linda: Me too. ^^

Then, David and William come back in with their Sketch Weapons, and were able to bring him down to the ground with one good combined swing. As Fowl Play gets back up, David throws a good back kick at him, and leaps out of the way so William can deliver the final blow.

David: He's all yours, Will!

William: Now, let's try this again! (powers up his Sketch Hammer) Sketch Hammer, power up! (swings his Sketch Hammer at Fowl Play, causing him to go flying backwards)

This time, Fowl Play actually was unable to recover from that, and landed on his tail feathers.

Fowl Play: Curses! (gets back up) And, I wasn't able to use my F-Bombs on them!

Blaludon: (appearing next to him) Well, you can use them at an even bigger caliber, now! (blows one of her magic kisses at Fowl Play, making him grow)

Fowl Play: Look at the size of my nuggets, now!

Julian: (seeing how big Fowl Play got) Man, a chicken that big must have a whole LOTTA cholesterol!

Steve: Let's fight bird with bird! (contacts Stanley) Mr. Chippendale! Send the Liberty Eagle Mech, the Platinum Rider, and the Auxiliary Mechs!

Stanley: (returning to the studio after dropping the other Comicgers back home) I just back from returning the others back home! I'll get right to it, Steve! (goes over to his desk, and uses the gemstone to bring the Liberty Eagle Mech, the Platinum Rider, and the Auxiliary Mechs to life, sending them to the Comicgers)

Steve: (seeing them coming) Excellent! Thanks, Mr. Chippendale! (cuts the feed) C'mon, everyone! Let's go!

Then, the Comicgers all get into their respective Mechs, and begin to log on.

Steve: Liberty Eagle Mech, soaring to great heights!

Maple: Platinum Rider, burnin' rubber!

William: Comic Howitzer, locked and loaded!

Linda: Comic Gyro, spinnin' right round!

David: Comic Mariner, diver down!

Julian: Comic Nitro, hittin' the gas!

Steve: Alright, everyone! Let's form the Liberty Comic Robo!

Then, the Auxiliary Mechs combine with the Liberty Eagle Mech to form the Liberty Comic Robo.

Fowl Play: Great! Now that you're all here, let mean give you some new words to learn! (pulls out his F-Bombs, and starts throwing them at the LCR)

David: (seeing the F-Bombs heading towards them) Uh-oh! F-Bombs coming at 12 o'clock!!!

Steve: Hard left!!!

Then, the LCR dodges to the left, nearly missing the F-Bombs, and it starts making it way towards Fowl Play as he keeps throwing them at it. But, every time the LCR gets closer to Fowl Play, the more it risks getting blasted by the F-Bombs. Then, it gets close enough to Fowl Play, and it punches him square in the beak.

Fowl Play: (recovering) Okay. How do ya like some of THIS, huh? (starts throwing a couple of punches at the LCR)

Then, the LCR finds its footing, and starts kicking at Fowl Play's chest. Then, Fowl Play kicks at the LCR with his talons, and proceeds to karate chop it in the neck. The LCR then throws a right hook at Fowl Play in retaliation, causing him to fall to the ground. Then, as Fowl Play gets back up, he takes out his F-Bombs again, and proceeds to throw them at the LCR.

Julian: He just doesn't quit, does he?

William: What do we do, now?

Maple: (speeding towards Fowl Play in the Platinum Rider, and fires some lasers at him)

Fowl Play: (getting hit) Hey!!!

Maple: We might dodge the F-Bombs better if we use speed! (pulls up in front of the LCR) Hop on!

Steve: Alright! Let's go, you guys!

Then, the LCR jumps onto the Platinum Rider, and becomes the Liberty Comic Rider Robo. Fowl Play finds his footing, and starts throwing his F-Bombs back at the LCRR. But, this time, because of the Platinum Rider's speed, it was able to dodge the blasts from the F-Bombs perfectly. Then, it starts speeding past Fowl Play at rapid speeds, making him lose his concentration. They were too fast for him to keep up, and use his fighting skills on them.

Fowl Play: Oh, blast it all! Those Comicgers are becoming quite a problem for me!!! I'm almost on the verge of cursing myself!

Maple: Well, don't! This is a family show!

David: C'mon, guys! Let's censor this foul fowl, and send him back to the comics where he belongs!

Comicgers: Right!

Then, the LCRR draws one of the Platinum Rider Twin Blasters, and starts speeding towards Fowl Play.

Comicgers: Platinum Rider Twin Blaster! FINAL ATTACK!!! Ready! Aim! FIRE!!!

Then, the LCRR starts charging up its pistol, and once it was fully charged, it fires at Fowl Play, and it makes a direct hit.

Fowl Play: NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! Did you order original recipe, or extra crispy?!? (falls down and explodes, sending his spirit back to the comics)

Back at the studio, Stanley sees the spirit of Fowl Play finding the copy of Issue #60 that he brought with him to school, and gets zapped right back into it. He then looks out the window to see that his spell was being lifted, and everyone has stopped swearing so much.

Stanley: Ah. It's good to have everything back to normal again. ^^ (picks up Issue #60, and starts to put it back in the vault again) Now, let's put this thing back where it belongs.

Meanwhile, back at Darkanos' fortress, Darkanos wasn't too thrilled to hear that Fowl Play has failed in his mission.

Darkanos: Ugh. Another failure, and it was the start of the school year, no less. Now, the Comicgers are gonna be smarter in the future! You'd better make sure, for YOUR sake, the next monster better be a doozy, Infafre!

Infafre: Yes, master! But, at least four of the Comicgers have been grounded for a week because they swore in class.

Darkanos: Well, it's not good enough! (starts walking off) Another school year means that those brats will get smarter each day. Well, one of these days, they won't be smart enough to evade the likes of me! (clenches his fist in anger, making it glow purple)

Then, Saturday night has arrived, and everyone has arrived for the first football game of the season, with Petropolis taking on Catsville. The Comicgers have all arrived to see William show them what he can do, even Paul, Monica, Katie, and Alyssa, who have been ungrounded a bit just so they can go to the game. So far, Petropolis has been leading in the game with three points ahead of Catsville, and they were nearing the end of the first half.

David: WOO-HOO!!! It's almost half-time, you guys!

Steve: Petropolis definitely has this in the bag, no doubt about it!

Julian: I'm still surprised that your parents decided to unground you just to go to the game, kids. ^^

Paul: Yeah. After you guys sent Fowl Play back to the comics, and the spell was lifted off of everyone, our parents decided to change our grounding time for a whole week to a couple of days.

Katie: Yeah. They realized that it REALLY wasn't our fault. If anyone was to blame for this, it was Darkanos.

Steve: True. But, even if you WEREN'T hit by those F-Bombs, you should know that you shouldn't swear. It makes you feel uncivilized, and more importantly, it's just plain rude.

Monica: Oh, you got it! As much of a "bad girl" as I try to be, even someone like me shouldn't stoop so low to cursing.

Alyssa: Yeah! We'll be good citizens, just like good ol' Coach Icebear! (points at Coach Icebear on the sidelines encouraging the players on his team)

David: Great idea!

Maple: (wearing a colored wig and face make-up that matches the colors of the PHS football team) WOO-HOO!!! Go, go Petropolis!!! FIGHT!!! FIGHT!!! FIGHT!!! (waving a foam finger around)

Katie: (feeling embarrassed) Oh, God!

Maple: (looking at Katie) What? If I'm gonna go to a football game, I might as well enjoy it. ^^

Katie: Whatever.

Julian: (confused by Maple's behavior) Is she always like this?

David: I've seen her at worse.

While the Comicgers were enjoying the game, Gerald and Harold were prowling through the stands "interviewing" the other people at the game. In reality, they were trying to use the Piggy Sniffer Scent Detector on the people to see if their scents matched that of the Comicgers so they can discover their true identities.

Gerald: (coming over to a random gazelle girl so he can "interview" her) Excuse me, ma'am! Are you enjoying the game so far?

Gazelle Girl: Uh, I think so.

Harold: (holds up the detector, and turns it on)

Gerald: Are you or are you not one of the Comicgers?

Gazelle Girl: (having the suction from the detector blowing her lips back) No, I'm not!

Principal Kensington: (seeing them, and turning off the detector) Boys, for Pete's sake! Knock it off!

Gerald: Awww, but Principal Kensington, we're on the verge of discovering who the Comicgers REALLY are!

Principal Kensington: You can waste time with all that once the game is over. Now, sit down, and enjoy the last few minutes of the first half!

Gerald: (rolling his eyes) Oh, alright. C'mon, Harold!

Harold: Okay. This thing's running low on battery power anyway.

Then, Gerald and Harold head back down to their seats, and sat back down to watch the game.

Gazelle Girl: Those two are dorks.

Principal Kensington: Yes, but they're MY dorks.

Then, during the last few minutes of the first half, William's team has the ball, and one of his teammates passes it to William. He catches it, and runs as fast as he can to the end zone. He then reaches the end zone, and scores another touchdown for his team right as time was up. He then decides to celebrate by doing a touchdown dance that everyone seems to enjoy. Then, he then rejoins his team at the Gatorade bench, and Coach Icebear congratulates them on a good first half.

Coach Icebear: Alright, boys! Not bad for the first half, but in the second half, anything could happen, so don't let your guard down!

Players: Yes, coach!

Coach Icebear: And, Keiko, you were spectacular out there! Looks like we're looking at MVP for this game for you!

William: (feeling modest) Aw, it was nothin', Coach. I'm just trying my best out there. ^^

Coach Icebear: Oh, don't be so modest, my boy.  Never in all of PHS' years have we seen an athlete of your stature. ^^ Now, everyone take a quick before the next half. ^^

As the team starts heading down to the locker room, Coach Icebear walks over to get his clipboard, only to stub his toe on one of the legs of the table holding the Gatorade.

Coach Icebear: YEEEEEOOOOOOOWWWWWCCCCCHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! MY (car horn beep) FOOT!!!!

Everyone: (gasping at the fact that Coach Icebear swore)

William: (surprised at him) COACH!!!

Coach Icebear: (putting his foot down) What? It was just Old Man Jenkins in his jalopy!

Right outside the field, an elderly fish man was driving in his jalopy, and was honking the car horn that everyone thought was the censored curse word that Coach Icebear blurted out.

Old Man Jenkins: (waving at Coach Icebear) Howdy, Coach Icebear!  (continues honking his horn)

Then, everyone starts laughing at this revelation, and continued to enjoy the first game of the season.