Food For Thought (Transcript)

This is the fifth episode of Justice Squadron: Comicger

\*One sunny Sunday morning in Petropolis, California, and the Comicgers have agreed to volunteer their time at a local food drive to give food to those in rural villages in Africa. Principal Kensington and Big Louie were overseeing the whole operation, and everyone was pitching in to help out as much as they can.\*

Principal Kensington: (approaching David, who was packing a box full of canned beans) Very nice, David. I'm so glad that you and your friends decided to take the time out of your day to help give food to all those in need. ^^

David: Thanks, Principal Kensington. It feels good to give back to the community.

William: (carrying a big box full of uncooked rice) Not to mention, 80% off all purchases at Crystal Comics doesn't hurt, either.

Big Louie: Well, that's your reward once you do a good job. ^^ But, there's no bigger reward in my opinion than reaching out to help those who need it the most.

Katie: Yeah, especially in Africa, where food is scarce for all the poor people. God knows they sure need it.

Principal Kensington: Well, we're gonna make sure they get the food they need, and we'll be certain that they don't starve. Every little bit helps. ^^

Paul: Don't worry, Principal Kensington. We're on it. ^^

Principal Kensington: Good. (sees another volunteer with a big box) Hey, careful with that!  (runs off to help him)

Big Louie: (going over to the Comicgers) But, seriously, you kids are doing a fantastic job here at the food drive. Keep it up, and that 80% off deal at my store is as good as yours!

Monica: But, didn't you just say that reaching out to people is a big enough reward?

Big Louie: Yeah, I did. You kids get shopping discounts, and the people in Africa get food. It's a win-win in my opinion. ^^

William: I can live with that. ^^

David: Me too, Will.

Big Louie: Good! Now, do me a favor, and get those boxes full of canned beats outside? The trucks will be here any minute!

Paul: You got it, Big Louie.  C'mon, Monica!

Monica: Right behind you!

\*Then, Paul and Monica grab two boxes of canned beats, and carry them outside the building to wait for the trucks taking them to the airport to arrive. Meanwhile, at Darkanos' fortress, Darkanos has heard word of the food drive, and is none to pleased about the idea of donating food to feed those with very little food sources.\*

Darkanos: Blech! The thought of people giving food to starving people makes me sick to my stomach! There's only one person in the universe who deserves to feast like a king!

Orvomon: (eating the cooked head of an ox) Yeah, me!

Darkanos: (correcting him) No, you fool! I was talking about me! I guess since I'm an evil comic book bad guy, I don't deserve that kind of treatment! Well, then, if I can't eat, I'll make sure those poor people can't, either! And, I know just how to deal with this situation. (calls for Infafre) INFAFRE!!!!!!

Infafre: (coming into the throne room from the dungeon) You called, master?

Darkanos: I need a monster with a voracious appetite that can devour all the food that's being donated to that food drive! I can't stand to see those suffering people get fresh, nutritious food!

Infafre: As you wish, master! In fact, I have just the monster for the job! I'll be right back! (heads back into the dungeon)

Orvomon: Master, I could devour all that donated food in under half a minute! You could've just sent me!

Darkanos: Orvomon, not even YOUR giant gut can hold that much food! Besides, you're FAR to valuable to me.

Orvomon: Alright. If you insist.

\*Meanwhile, in the dungeon, Infafre starts enhancing one of the monsters with various mechanical parts, and potion to give them more power. When he was finally done, he returns to the throne room with a monster with peach-colored skin, orange eyes and hair in a Mohawk, navy blue pants, bronze spiked bracelets on his wrists, and a large metal grill over his gigantic mouth. His head pretty much makes up about 90% of his body.\*

Infafre: Here he is, master! The monster with the voracious appetite you requested! May I present, Overbite!

Overbite: I'm starvin'! (sees a column in the throne room) Hey, this column looks pretty tasty! (uses his giant metal teeth to take a gigantic bite out of the column)

Darkanos: (impressed) Very nice! I see Orvomon has some competition here!

Orvomon: (equally impressed) Oh, yeah.

Darkanos: Overbite! Go down to the food drive, and devour every last ounce of food that's been donated there! Don't let a single morsel survive. Do you understand me?!?

Overbite: More food?!? Say no more, my lord! I WON'T disappoint you!

Darkanos: Good! Now, get going!!!

Overbite: (starts running out the door, and heads straight for the food drive)

\*Back at the food drive, Paul and Monica were just packing the food into the trucks that arrived to pick up the food to take them to the airport. The trucks were already filled with enough supplies to give to the poor people in Africa, and the food from the food drive was the last thing they needed to pick up to take to the airport. After packing the food in the truck, Paul himself was getting hungry himself.\*

Paul:  Now, I'M getting a bit hungry myself. Giving back to the community is very hard work, but it's worth it.

Monica: Yeah, I know. (holds up her lunch box) Good thing I packed a lunch. ^^

Paul: Yeah. (sees one more box that needs to be put in the truck) Oh, there's one more box. Let's play for it.

Monica: Okay.

Paul + Monica: (getting ready to play rock, paper, scissors for the box) One, two, three, SHOOT!

Paul: (choosing paper)

Monica: (choosing rock)

Paul: I win! It's all yours, Monica!

Monica: Guess so. ^^ (goes over to the box and picks it up, eventually realizing how heavy it was) Man, this one's pretty heavy! What's in this box?

Paul: I believe it's freshly grown watermelon.

Monica: Crud.

William: (seeing what was going on, and decides to help out) Here, Monica. Let me help you out with that. ^^ (helps Monica carry the box to the truck)

Monica: Oh, thanks Will. (blushes a little)

William: No prob. ^^

\*As they carry the box to the truck, a truck driver closes up the hatch, and proceeds to head out.\*

Truck Driver: Thanks for everything, kids! ^^

Paul: No prob! Glad to help!

\*Then, the truck begins to head to the airport to give the people of Africa the supplies they need. Meanwhile, William, Monica, and Paul all join David and Katie over by a nearby picnic table where they were about to have lunch. David, however, was goofing around with the Gazelle app on his iPhone, where an image of his head was in the place of one of her tiger dancers, simulating him dancing with Gazelle.\*

Gazelle: "Wow, you're one hot dancer... (computerized voice) 'David Chippendale.'"

David: (laughing his butt off) Pretty cool app, huh?

Katie: Yeah, but I'd say you put that thing away, and let's eat.

David: (regaining composure) Okay, okay. I'm gettin' hungry, anyway. (turns off his iPhone, and starts eating with Katie)

\*Then, William, Paul, and Monica all came by to join them.\*

David: So, you guys get the food into the truck?

Paul: We certainly did. The next truck probably won't come until 2:30 this afternoon. And, we'd better hope we have enough food packed up and ready to go by then. ^^

Katie: Not to worry. The next batch has been fully packed, and ready. We just need to pack up a few more boxes, and we should call it a day.

Monica: Great!

William: Yeah, I'm glad we decided to come and help out at the food drive. Mr. Chippendale hasn't called in for an attack from Darkanos for a while, so it's great to take a break from it all. ^^

David: Yeah, and besides, it's nice to be helping people outside of our Ranger forms. It goes to show that you don't need to battle hideous monsters or stop the bad guys to be a hero. ^^

Katie, Paul, William, and Monica: (muttering in agreement)

???: (in a screechy, hi-pitched voice) HELP ME!!!! HELP ME!!!! AAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Monica: Speaking of being heroes, sounds like somebody's in trouble!

David: Let's go, guys!

\*They then head off to find the source of the screaming, which was coming from a tree close by the building. When they got there, they saw Gerald dressed in a frilly pink dress, high heel shoes, a blonde Betty wig, white gloves, lipstick and a light purple Mrs. Nisbit hat dangling from a branch because he was being "chased" by Harold who was dressed as a big, hideous, purple dragon. It was just another hair-brained scheme of theirs to unmask the Comicgers, and reveal their true identities.\*

Gerald: HELP ME!!! MONSTER!!!! MONSTER!!!!

David: (rolling his eyes) Really?

Gerald: (noticing the Comicgers) Hey! What are YOU guys doing here? Can't you see we're trying to get the Comicgers' attention?

Paul: Y'know, guys. This is kinda like the story of the Boy Who Cried Wolf, where the people came to help the boy, but there REALLY wasn't a wolf.

Monica: What Paul's trying to say is if you two keep faking trouble, eventually people aren't gonna believe you anymore, even if the real danger comes.

Harold: Told ya so, Gerald.

Gerald: Oh, alright.  But, one of these days, we WILL find out who the Comicgers are! Now, Harold, get me down from here!

Harold: Okay. (climbs up the tree to get Gerald, but his own weight causes the branch to snap, and the two of them fall into a bush of poison ivy)

Gerald + Harold: AAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ITCHY!!!! ICTHY!!!! ICTHY!!!!!! (scratches like crazy, and running away in sheer pain)

Comicgers: (laughing at their expense)

William: And, they say nothing exciting happens on Sunday.

\*Meanwhile, the truck carrying the donated food was on its way to the airport, when suddenly it stopped in the middle of the road.\*

Truck Driver #1: What was that?

Truck Driver #2: We must've had a blowout! I'll go check it out! (grabs a nearby toolbox, and gets out of the truck to check it out)

\*When he got outside, he saw that the Paraxis have just punctured the tires with their spears, which was what caused the truck to stop suddenly.\*

Truck Driver #2: Hey, you! What do you think you're doing?!?

Paraxis: (firing laser blasts at the driver, causing him to fly backwards)

Truck Driver #1: What the??? (gets out as well to help, only to find Overbite chomping his way into the back of the truck to get the food)

Overbite: (chewing the metal) Mmmmmmmmmm. This is REALLY good! (sees the food) Ah, there it is! Ripe for the picking! (charges towards the food, and starts to devour it all one by one) Oh, man! I think I'm in heaven.

Truck Driver #1: Oh, God! (runs away as Overbite continues to eat all the donated food)

Overbite: You bug-brains keep watch while I finish off all these tasty morsels! If those Comicgers come by, we'll deal with them personally!

Paraxis:  (patrolling the area to keep watch for the Comicgers)

\*Back at the food drive, the Comicgers have finished up packing the food and are just about ready to call it a day.\*

David:  That's the last of it.

Principal Kensington: (packing up a box full of fresh corn) Very nice work, kids. You really did a great job at this food drive. ^^

Katie: Thanks very much, Principal Kensington.

Big Louie: And, as promised, I'm giving you guys 80% off at my store all this week since you did such a good job.

William: Alright! Thanks, Big Louie!

Big Louie: No prob. ^^ Now, you kids head home, and get some rest! You definitely earned it.

Principal Kensington: And, I'll be seeing you kids tomorrow morning.

David: Yes, ma'am.

\*Then, the Comicgers got their things, and headed out of the building to head home. But, suddenly, Stanley contacts them on their Comic Turners.\*

David: (leading the others to a discreet area so nobody can catch them, and answers the call) What's going on, Dad?

Stanley: "Sorry to bother you and your friends at the food drive, David, but one of Darkanos' monsters has attacked a truck somewhere along the Petropolis Turnpike heading for the airport."

Paul: Uh-oh! That sounds like the truck that was carrying the food and supplies to the airport that we just loaded!

Monica: Great. Just when I thought things were goin' great, today.

Stanley: "Maybe THAT'S it! My guess is that the idea of people less fortunate getting fresh food doesn't sit well with Darkanos."

David: Don't worry, Dad! We're on our way to check it out!

Stanley: "Good luck, kids! You're gonna need it!"

David: We will, Dad! (cuts the feed) C'mon, guys! Let's put a stop to this madness! (holds up his Comic Turner) Comic Turners! Activate!

Comicgers: (holding up their Comic Turners as they activate) Comic Powers! Turn On! (flick the on switch on the Comic Turner, and morph into their Ranger forms)

\*Then, they quickly head for the Petropolis Turnpike on their Sketch Cycles, and find the destroyed truck with Overbite and the Paraxis guarding it as Overbite ate all the food.\*

David: There it is, guys!

Paul: (recognizing Overbite) Hey, that's Overbite, from Comicgers Issue #34! It figures that Darkanos would send the likes of him to eat all the food!

Katie: (grossed out by how he's eating the food) Eeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwww, that is SO gross.  He DEFINATELY has terrible table manners, too.

David: C'mon, guys! Let's give this massive mouth with legs a serious case of lockjaw!

Overbite: (eventually seeing the Comicgers) Oh, no! The Comicgers! Get them, you bug-brains!!!

\*Then, the Paraxis start attacking the Comicgers as they got off their Sketch Cycles and charged at them. The Comicgers drew their Art Lasers, and starting fighting with the Paraxis. After slashing their way through the Paraxis, they set their sights on Overbite as he continues eating the food in the truck.\*

Overbite: Now, it's time for dessert.

David: Oh, you're gonna get your just desserts, alright! (draws his Sketch Blade) Weapons ready, guys!

William, Paul, Monica, and Katie: (drawing their Sketch Weapons as well) Right!

Overbite: Come and get me, Rangers! (charges at the Comicgers)

\*Overbite starts fighting the Comicgers as they strike at him with their weapons. Monica draws an arrow in her Sketch Bow, and when she fires at Overbite, he actually eats the arrow before it could even hit him.\*

Monica: What the...? He just ate my arrows!

Overbite: Delicious!

Katie: Don't worry, Monica! I'll take care of him for you! (throws her Sketch-A-Rangs at Overbite)

\*But, Overbite chomps down on the Sketch-A-Rangs, and eats them in one gulp.\*

Overbite: Mmmmmmmmm. Keep 'em coming!

Katie: Holy cow! How is that even possible?!?

Monica: I don't know, and I don't care! (holds up her bow like a bat) That big chomper is goin' down!  (charges at Overbite)

\*At the same time, William and Paul struck at Overbite with the Sketch Hammer and the Sketch Escrimas, which he blocks with his spiked bracelets.\*

Monica: Hang in there, guys! I'm comin'! (swings her bow at Overbite)

Overbite: (suddenly bites down on their weapons, and proceeds to eat them completely) Yum yum yum!!!

William: Dude, he just ate my hammer!

Monica: He did the same thing to Katie's Sketch-A-Rangs!

David: (swinging his Sketch Blade around) Well, this is ONE weapon he WON'T be devouring! Time to get cut down to size, Overbite! (charges at Overbite with the Sketch Blade overhead)

\*But, as soon as he struck down at Overbite, he grabbed the blade, and then proceeded to eat it like he did to the other weapons.\*

Overbite: Mmmmmmmmmm. Now, THAT was my favorite snack so far!

David: What the heck...??? He ate our weapons!!!

Katie: Now, we're totally defenseless!!!

Overbite: You got THAT right, Rangers! Now, I need to go and digest everything I ate. But, I'll be back to ruin the food drive by eating all the food that's been donated! My master wouldn't want those poor people to be well-fed! (laughs and disappears from the fight)

Paul: Oh, crud! He's gonna eat all the food at the food drive!

David: C'mon, guys! Let's head back to the studio, and come up with a way to stop this guy!

\*They then headed back to the studio to figure out how to beat Overbite. While there, they (helmetless) were constantly trying to come up with ways of trying to defeat him.\*

David: (searching for his weaknesses on the Internet) Ugh. Nothing! I'm not finding anything about any of Overbite's weaknesses!

Stanley: If I had known it was Overbite, I would've made your weapons inedible for the likes of him!

David: (butting in) Uh, Dad! We appreciate the thought, but Overbite can eat just about ANYTHING!!! The guy's got himself a cast-iron stomach along with an insane metal grill!

William: Grill? I thought his teeth were made of metal.

David: Seriously, Will?

William: Sorry.

\*Meanwhile, Paul and Katie were reading through Issue #34 of the Comicgers comic to see if they can find any details of Overbite's weakness.\*

Paul: Found anything on Overbite's weakness?

Katie: Not yet, Paul. (skims through the comics, and eventually finds something) Hey, wait a second! Maybe this teeny little detail might give us something. (shows Paul an image of Overbite being force fed what looks like a health shake which resulted in him regurgitating everything he's eaten) It looks like he doesn't care all that much for this health shake.

Paul: So, I'm guessing he doesn't like anything that's organic and healthy?

Katie: Probably. But, let's tell the others!

\*They got up, and headed for William and Monica, who were talking to Stanley about anything that could help them out.\*

Monica: C'mon, Mr. C! Clearly, you must've given him some kinda weakness.

Stanley: I did. I'm just... trying to remember.

Katie: I think I might've found it! (shows them the image she showed Paul)

Stanley: (facepalming himself) Of course! Now, I remember! Overbite can't stand any food that's healthy or organic! I made it as a commentary about most organic food options are becoming more mainstream in recent years.

Monica: I can't imagine why. I hate that organic garbage.

Stanley: Well, what I'm thinking is... we lure him out with food, and then trick him into eating something organic, and maybe then, he'll upchuck your weapons.

Katie: Eeeeeeeewwwwwwwwww. And, after we send him back to the comics, we'll have to wash our hands thoroughly.

Monica: Oh, brother.

David: Well, I guess we'll have to go down to the Whole Foods in town, and buy as much organic foods as we can to get Overbite to eat so he can expel our weapons!

Stanley: Excellent idea, David! (gives the Comicgers some money) Here's some money to buy them. And, if anyone asks, just tell them you're making a nice, tasty dinner for your parents tonight.

Monica: That's gonna be hard to do, Mr. C.

William: No worries, Mr. Chippendale! We're on the case!

David: Let's go, guys!

\*The Comicgers then head for the elevator, and went down to the Whole Foods to get the organic foods they need. Back at the food drive, Overbite reappears at the building the food drive is being held, and decides to barge right in, and devour all the food that's already packed up for delivery.\*

Overbite: (breaking the door, and eating it) Outta my way, fools! I'm a hungry monster!!! >: )

Everyone: (screaming and running from Overbite)

Principal Kensington: Everyone, don't worry! Please proceed in an orderly fashion to the emergency exit!

Big Louie: No time for that, woman! I'm running for my life!  (runs to the emergency exit)

\*As everyone was running away, and hiding from Overbite, he was going for the boxed up food, and starts devouring every single one of them in a very disgusting and rude fashion. In the midst of all the chaos, Gerald and Harold (still itchy from all the poison ivy) came in to find some relief when they saw what's going on.\*

Gerald: Hey, what's going on? Why's everybody running around like crazy?

Harold: I think it's got something to do with that monster over there with the big metal teeth! (points at Overbite devouring the food)

Gerald: (looking at Overbite's metal teeth) Who cares? I think I just found some relief there! (runs over to Overbite, and starts scratching himself to relieve the poison ivy) Ooooooooh, yeah! That feels good.

Harold: Uh, Gerald...?

Gerald: Not now, Harold! I'm trying to relieve myself!

Overbite: (getting annoyed by this behavior, and shoves Gerald into his mouth, and swallowing him) Mmmmmmmmmm. Tastes like chicken!

Harold: (screaming, and running outside to get some help)

Overbite: Now, where was I?  (continues eating up all the food, and causing a major ruckus)

\*Meanwhile, the Comicgers return from Whole Foods (now demorphed) with grocery bags full of enough organic and healthy food they need to defeat Overbite.\*

David: We're back, Dad! It left a bit of a dent in our bank account, but we got enough health foods to defeat Overbite!

Monica: And, about time, too. I was starting to feel nauseous myself:

Stanley: Great job, kids! Now, we just gotta all these "unappetizing" health foods into something that actually LOOKS delicious, and trick Overbite into eating it.

Paul: Easier said than done, Mr. Chippendale. I'm not a good cook.

Katie: I am, thankfully. I'm one of the best cooks in home ec class.

William: Oh, what a relief.

Stanley: Well, let's not waste anymore time! Time to make a feast out of these organic foods.

\*Then, under Katie's tutelage, the Comicgers were able to create a couple of tasty-looking foods with the organic foods they bought hidden inside them.\*

William: Okay, we're no Gordon Ramsey, but I think we made plenty of good-looking treats. ^^

Monica: Yup. There's no way Overbite will be able to pass up this magnificent feast.

David: Yeah!

\*Then, the tracking system manages to locate Overbite at the food drive, where he was terrorizing the volunteers and eating all the donated food.\*

Stanley: Not a minute TOO soon, kids! Overbite's at the food drive causing a ton of chaos while eating all the donated food!

David: Say no more, Dad! Once we trick him into eating these organic foods, we'll blast him with the Sketch-A-Zooka once he barfs them back up.

Katie:

Monica + William: (packing up the food)

David: Okay, guys! Let's head to the food drive, and fast!

\*The Comicgers immediately headed for the elevator, and went to the food drive, where Overbite had just left after devouring all the donated food.\*

Overbite: Man, that was the best meal of my life. ^^ I don't think there's anything that could top that!

\*Then, the Comicgers showed up, and began to set their little trap.\*

Paul: This had better work, guys!

David: Yeah. If it doesn't, we're in trouble! (holds up his Comic Turner) Ready, guys?

Katie, Paul, William, and Monica: Ready!

Comicgers: Comic Turners Activate! (the Comic Turners convert back to their original shape) Comic Powers! Turn On! (flick the on switches on them, and morph into their Ranger forms)

William: Yo, Big Mouth!

Overbite: Huh? (turning to see the Comicgers calling for him)

William: Hope you're still hungry, 'cause we got a great feast for you! (shows him a banquet table with all the food laid out on top of it)

Overbite: Oh, wow! (pushes the Comicgers out of the way) OUTTA MY WAY!!! I must devour every last one of these tasty things! (starts devouring all the food, just as the Comicgers planned)

Katie: He took the bait!

David: Now, we wait it out!

Overbite: (shoving the turkey in his mouth, and after a few bites, notices a funny taste) Hmmmmmmmm. This turkey tastes a little funny. It has a taste of... cardboard coated with salad dressing. (suddenly realizes it) Oh, no! There's something.... ORGANIC IN THIS FOOD!!!!!!

\*And, just like that, he started hearing a rumbling sound coming from his body, and then, he puked up every last morsel of food he devoured in the past, including the Comicgers' Sketch Weapons, and even Gerald himself.\*

Katie: (grabbing her Sketch-A-Rangs but gets covered in vomit as a result) Oh, man! This is SO gross!

Monica: (grabbing her Sketch Bow with an annoyed look on her face) Suck it up, Bengalo!

Gerald: (regaining consciousness from what happened, only to realize his poison ivy's gone) Hey! My itch is gone! (sees the Comicgers right behind him) I don't have time to unmask you today, Comicgers! I gotta find Harold! (runs of to find Harold)

David: Yeah, you do that, citizen! In the meantime... (points his Sketch Sword at Overbite) ...let's give this bigmouthed loser his just desserts!

Overbite: You multicolored twerps are gonna pay for that!  (charges at the Comicgers)

\*Then, the Comicgers started using their weapons to fight Overbite. He blocks their attacks, but the Comicgers struck back stronger. Monica aims her Sketch Bow at Overbite, and fires an arrow at his butt, causing him to jump up into William's Sketch Hammer. Then, Katie throws her Sketch-A-Rangs at him, and they hit him as they came back to her. Finally, David and Paul struck at him with the Sketch Blade and the Sketch Escrimas respectively, which causes him to fall over on his butt.\*

Overbite: Augh!

David: Alright, Rangers! Let's bring 'em together!

\*They then combined the weapons to form the Sketch-A-Zooka.\*

Comicgers: Sketch-A-Zooka! Ready!!! Aim! (aiming it at Overbite)

Overbite: Don't I at least get a last meal?

Comicgers: FIRE!!! (fires a blast of multicolored energy at Overbite)

Overbite: (getting hit) Oh, waiter! Check, please! (falls down and explodes, causing his spirit to go back to the comics)

\*Back at the studio, Stanley finishing the latest issue of Comicgers, when Overbite's spirit made its way back to Issue #34 of the comics. It gave off a funny green glow, but Stanley wasn't phased in the slightest.\*

Stanley: (with a proud look on his face) That's my boy. ^^ (gets back to work on his issue)

\*Back at Darkanos' fortress, Darkanos was angry at Infafre for not realizing that Overbite hated organic food.\*

Darkanos: HE HATED ANYTHING ORGANIC?!?!?!? You wooly-brained imbecile!!! If I had known he hated that garbage, I never would've sent him in the first place!!!!

Infafre: (begging for forgiveness) Please, master! It was just a minor detail I overlooked! Please, forgive me!!!

Darkanos: (calming down) I knew I should've sent Orvomon, instead. He could easily eat anything despite whether or not it's healthy.

Orvomon: Yeah! (eats a roasted chipmunk on a stick)

Darkanos: (starts walking off) Ugh. Those Comicgers have thwarted my plans once again. One of these days, they, and their pathetic city, will surely fall. (clenches his fist in anger, making it glow purple)

\*Back at the food drive, everyone was in such dismay that all of the food that was donated has eaten by Overbite.\*

Principal Kensington: I can't believe it, all that hard work destroyed! Now, those poor people in Africa are gonna starve.

Big Louie: We'll need a major miracle here with we're to replace all of the food that was eaten by that monster!

\*Just then, the Comicgers return with grocery bags full of food they recently bought at the grocery store. Even Stanley himself showed up with just enough food he found in his kitchen that he and David didn't even bother to open yet.\*

David: Do you think all of this will cover it?

Principal Kensington: What? How did you all....???

Stanley: We had some extra cash lying around, and we thought we'd all use it to buy food for the food drive to replace the food that was eaten.

David: Not to mention, Dad and I had some fresh food we didn't open lying around in our kitchen, and we thought we'd donate it. Those people in Africa need it more than we do. ^^

Big Louie: Oh, you guys are lifesavers, but I highly doubt it would be enough to replace all of it.

William: That's why we asked for a little help. ^^

\*Then, a whole bunch of people showed up with food they'd like to donate to the food drive. And, thankfully, it was all just enough to replace all the food that Overbite ate.\*

Katie: All these kind people decided to pitch in, and help those poor people out. I'm sure this is enough to replace it.

Principal Kensington: Oh, it's definitely more than enough. But, we'd better hurry. A replacement truck will be coming here to pick up the food in a half-hour.

Stanley: In that case, we'd better start working fast!

David: Right!

\*Then, everyone started getting to work on packing all the food into cardboard boxes. Harold came by, and after putting a couple of canned beats into a box, he starts to worry about Gerald.\*

Harold: Man, I wish Gerald wasn't eaten by that monster. It would've been nice to share this experience with him.

Gerald: (behind his back) I'm right behind you, you big lummox!

Harold: (turning around to see Gerald) GERALD!!!! (gives him a big hug) OH MY GOD!!!!! YOU'RE ALIVE!!!!

Gerald: (getting crushed by the hug) Yeah, I am! The Comicgers tricked that monster into eating organic food, and he vomited me out, saving my life, AND curing my poison ivy! (keeps getting crushed by Harold's hug) Uh, you can let go now, Harold!

Harold: Oops. Sorry.  (lets go of Harold)

Gerald: (gasping for breath)

Paul: Well, it's a win-win-win all around. The monster's been defeated, the people of Africa will be getting their food, AND we reunited two best friends. ^^

William: Don't forget the 80% off deal at Crystal Comics, too.

Monica: Don't worry, Will. We haven't.

Gerald: Now, c'mon, buddy! Let's donate some food.

Harold: Okey-dokey!

\*Then, Gerald and Harold start helping out the gang by packing up the food, and at the end of the day, they had more than enough food to give to the starving people of Africa.\*

THE END