Blobby: So what’s the plan?

Moustachia: We just gotta get Mama to sit stiw.  Weave the west to me!

Roy: Okay, there he is, talking to the High Chancellor…

PF: You know, Professor Four-Mouth, I once defeated Mr. Demon all by myself, using my brains and muscles in tandem.

(Applause and cheers from Detached hangers-on.)

High Chancellor Mouth #2: Oooh, very impressive.  We should yet another celebratory feast in your honor.

High Chancellor Mouth #3: Yes, please.

Roy: He’s lying!  He didn’t defeat no Mr. Demon!

PF: Oh marvelous! I belong somewhere for the first time in my life!

Moustachia: Gimme that Ninja Staw Cookie, Bwobby!

Blobby: Yes’m.

PF: And did you know that I have been solely responsible for meticulously documenting my adventures without the help of anyone?

(Cheers and applause.)

Moustachia: Mama!  Take this!  He-YAH!

*fupfupfupfupfupDOIP!*

PF: YOW!  You just threw a Ninja Star Cookie at my knee!  Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow…

Moustachia: It’s fow youw own good, Mama.

High Chancellor Mouths 1-4: What is the meaning of this attack?  This is a peaceful Isle!  Detached brethren – GET THEM!

*rumble-umble-umble*

Blobby: Oh, man – the walls are coming down!

Roy: At us!

High Chancellor Mouths 1-4: You will pay for attacking our distinguished, already abused guest!

PF: HALT!  Do not harm these violent little friends!

Moustachia: Mama?

PF: High Chancellor, Sirs and Madames, I have been…  asleep.

(Undetached gasps.)

PF: Please let us go to the freckle beach peaceful – we must leave immediately!

All Voices: As you wish.

Current Mood: Awake!
Discoveries Made: So many oopsies.

Hereinto referenced: Bingo Clem ¤ Blobby ¤ High Chancellor ¤ Moustachia ¤ Roy