BTTTF: OUTASITE 2

Chapter 2: (The Fair Exhibits)

As the gang looked through the area, Inez frowned a little.

Inez: I can't believe Aero let himself get bullied into shutting down Max's booth.

Dingo: Yeah, and after all we bleedin' did for him!

Miss Calamity: Well, with Winnie and Maleficent's influence, what choice does he got?

Nack: We got to find Maxie and Kikyo...wherever they are.

Psycho: Maybe they went to the bathroom?

Nack: (sarcastically) Riiiiggght. They got grabbed so they could go to the bathroom. (normally) Since we know that is not a likely chance of that happening, we got to presume that they were grabbed.

Psycho: Or tricked to go somewhere.

Meowth only went up to the roster on the school stage, was switching signs.

Meowth: Yeah, you guys go find 'em. I'm gonna go first with MY demonstration.

He switched a few signs marked "Det. Aero Bat", "Mr. Max IQ", "Mr. Eustace Bagge", and "Dr. Lev Grossman" before placing his name on the top.

Meowth: There!

Dr. Viper: (annoyed) What are you doing?

Meowth: Just giving you bums some more time. Don't know when this Expo ending but I rather not be arrested by the end of the day!

Rigby: (annoyed) Who's Grossman?

Mr. Bump: (grins) You are gross, man!

A rimshot is heard as a snowball hits Mr. Bump.

Nack: (frowns) Come on, Max and Kiki, where ARE you? (looks around) And where's Bat Squirrel at?

Junior and Mr. Bump stepped into a booth marked "Phone Booth of the Future", yelping as it closed.

Voice: Welcome to the phone booth of the future, made with Atlas glass. Atlas: Unbreakable and soundproof. Our phone is hands free, so you can enjoy a sandwich or a cigarette while chatting with friends in perfect privacy. Would you like to place a call?

Bowser Jr.: (grins) Ooooh. I like to place a call to...Mr. Szyslak.

Voice: Calling.

The koopaling waits a moment then a voice spoke.

Szyslak's Voice: Hello, Szyslak's Tavern. Who is this?

Bowser Jr.: (disguised voice) Uh yeah, I am looking for a Rubmahnipples there. First name, 'Ivana'.

Szyslak's Voice: Hang on. Hey, everyone! Ivana Rubmahnipples. (pause) Guys, work with me. Ivana Rubmahnipples!

Some laughter was heard a bit.

Bowser Jr.: He-he-he-he-he!!

Syzslak's Voice: GRRR! WHY I OUGHTA-

Voice: The call has been disconnected. Would you like to place another call?

Mr. Bump: Oh sure, yeah, I'd like to talk to-

Voice: Unfortuantely, because of a wrong number that was dealt with 3 times today, for the next few hours, this phone booth only accepts incoming calls.

The door opened up once more.

Mr. Bump: Poopity poop. I was gonna call Mr. Tickle or his ancestor to remind either of them NOT to tickle me or my ancestor when taking care of wasps' nests.

Bowser Jr.: Ah, with your luck, you would've gotten stung again anyway.

Mr. Bump: Still, at least that explains how Moe got his hatred of prank phone calls.

Bowser Jr.: Heh heh heh.

Mr. Bump: Uh, KL-4253? Weird number.

Dr. Viper: (notices) Oh hello, Minerva.

Minerva: That's "Lucca" to you, kiddo.

Dr. Viper: Riiiiight. Congratsss on getting the old job back.

Minerva: Thanks! Justice triumphs in the end, y'know? Now, what can I do ya for?

Nack: I got a question to ask. Do I look fading to you? I mean, I felt weird for a while but it appears to have stop.

Most: (shocked) You knew?!

Minerva: Wait, knew what? Viper, Meowth, what the heck's going on here?

Nic: We were kinda fading for a while.

Nack: Actually, I think we were. Maybe I ate too much...

Inez: (quickly) Uh anyway, that aside, Minerva, how are things with Augustus?

Minerva: Fine so far. He was telling me about his tales of overtaking Toad Hall with the Weasels and Stoats and such 'til a rat, badger, toad, mole, and other animals tricked him and his men into their humiliation, hence why he was stuck with Tinkles in the first place.

Mr. Bump: Uh did this toad sound like Killer or the Dirty Bubble?

Minerva: I wouldn't know.

Mary: Sooooo, Augustus wasn't angry about your little scene with Maximus, is he?

Minerva: No, of course. I told him it was an act to help Maximus get away from Winnie. That make Augustus happy because at least now that witch can stop bugging him.

Miss Calamity: Good to hear. So...which exhibits do you recommend?

Minerva: The most popular attractions are the glass house, the 'future furnishings'...and, of course, 'Enchantment Under the Sea'.

Psycho: Named after the song and Sylvester's time in the water.

Nack: So how do we get in them?

Minerva: You need tickets, duh!

Nack: And how do we get some?

Minerva: Guys, hold your horses.

Minerva then pointed to the diver.

Minerva: You know who that is under the diving helmet? That's Captain Cutler himself! Course, you need to get tickets if you want to see the main attractions.

Fiona: I hate to ask where to get the tickets.

Boss: Let me handle this, Fio. (to Minerva) How much are tickets? I swiped some cash earlier from that thieving bum and-

Minerva: Aw, put your money away. Here...

She pulled out the tickets, showing the pile to them.

Rigby: Wow, dude!

Minerva: You're kinda like family now, y'know?

Most: Thanks!

Nack: Yeah, it would be amazing if you are a part of my family, Minerva.

Nic: Yeah.

Discord: Okay, you seen Max and Kiki around?

Sleet: We're kinda worried that they're not at his booth.

Minerva: (ponders) Let me think...(realizes) yeah! Max wandered down that way a little while ago. He was talking real intense with another guy...

Meowth: Let me guess, another cat? Looks almost like him except bald and with mechanical half face?

Minerva: Yeah, and with some woman who got a staff with a bird on it.

Most: Oh no!

Minerva: (nods) Yeah! Uncle or something?

Dr. Viper: ...Or sssomething isss right.

Minerva: I take it you know that something bad's gonna happen.

Discord: Yes, ESPECIALLY with that woman and her pet raven, Diablo!

Marine: "Diablo"? With a name of that, it's bad news.

Courage: AHHHHH!!

Shirly: Look: Max's demonstration has hit a snag...or two. And we're not sure how long Meowth's first act can hold out.

Meowth: Oh come on. I got plenty of stuff to show off.

Inez: Ignoring you, Meowth. (to Minerva) Can you delay his act for a while? Let someone else go before him?

Minerva: Sorry...I don't set the roster, and they won't let me change it. I can drag my feet a little...but, uh...if your friend's not ready to go on pretty soon, we might have to skip his act...(yelps) I mean, demonstration.

Mordecai: AHHH! But you can't!

Minerva: Hey, it's just a science demo. It ain't a matter of life and death!

Mary: (panics) To ME it is!!

Minerva: Yeesh, you act like you're his daughter or something. And-(notices) Why does Fang have a watch with a gray rabbit on it?

Nack: What? That's just Bugs Bunny.

Dingo: He's got a point.

Minerva: Who?

Meowth: And besides, Bugs rocks like a rockin' electric guitar that-

Minerva: Electric guitar? (realizes) Wait a minute. Meowth, Viper, you're not the version of you of the 30s, are you?

Both: Yesssss...(hangs their heads) No, we're not.

Minerva: Okay, you two. Start explaining.

Meowth: Before we do, you should know Winnie and the dragon lady known by the codename "Angelina" are trying to get our booth shut down.

Minerva: That dames don't know how to mind their own business, does she...?

Tron: Unfortunately no. Whatever is going on, Colin Fox is involved.

Inez: Is there anything you can do...to get our booth open again that is?

Minerva: (concerned) I wish there was. But I'm just a Muse...all we can do is inspire people.

Tron: Okay, you're a Muse. Can you inspire any of us or me an idea?

Minerva: (sighs) I'll try...

Adelaine: Right, we need to find a way to get some dirt on Winnie, one that will make her look so bad that Aero will not have to take her orders anymore.

Bowser: So? What time is Max's supposed to go on?

Minerva: Let's see...

She looked at the roster.

Minerva: 8 kilobeats past 50.

Bowser: (confused) Uh...

Minerva: We're on metric time here at the Expo.

She waved her arms a bit.

Minerva: Well?

Foulfellow: Maybe it doesn't take effect right away...

Bowser: (frowns) How about telling us what it means in reality language?

Minerva: He's last on the list, stupid.

Meowth: So, August told me how you managed to get your old job back!

Minerva: (shocked) He did?! But it was supposed to be a secret!

Meowth: Hoo! There's no secrets between us. He couldn't resist telling such a...good story...

Minerva: Yeah...?

Meowth: Still, I'd like to hear it again...from YOUR point of view...

Minerva: (realizes) Aw, he didn't tell you anything!

Meowth: C'mon, Mina...I'm dyin' to know how you got the job back.

Minerva: You won't hear it from me. I don't talk out-of-turn.

Mr. Bump: Then it's my turn to talk! (singing off key) Oh, I remember my childhood in Brightoooooon...

Others: (panics) Mr. Bump, no!!

Minerva: What the hell is that suppose to be?

Nack: The less you know, the better.

Mr. Bump: Okay, who's turn it is to talk in turn?

Bowser: (growls) Thanks...

Minerva: Happy to help.

Bowser: For NOTHING!!

He departed from the group.

Minerva: What's with him?

Bowser Jr.: Ah, don't worry about it.

Mr. Bump: Yeah, he gets like that sometimes because in the future, he's a bad guy and-(gasps) OH MY GOSH!!

He shoved the others, noticing a small radio picture nearby.

Mr. Bump: THEY GOT TV HERE!!

He darted to it, looking at the showing of a man riding a horse. They looked at the sign above it.

Shirly: (reading) "Are you ready for a picture radio?"

Psycho: Wonder if that's anything like MTV? And I mean the GOOD MTV, not the crap they're showing now.

Nack: Yeah, I miss CDM.

They looked at the TV, showing the man riding the horse.

Inez: It looks like one of those old rotating pictures you stick in.

Bowser Jr.: Yeah, it's crappy.

They noticed a potted plant nearby.

Boss: A potted plant? What's this got to do with law enforcement?

Aero, overhearing him, went to the plant, then pressed the button.

Boss' Voice: (through plant) A potted plant? What's this got to do with law enforcement?

Psycho: Hey, it's a bug! And fortunately not Carl this time.

Aero: Right. It's the best way for nature to fight with us, instead of against us.

Bowser: It's just a weed!

Aero: No, a plant. But it's got a wire recorder hidden inside, see? (points to it) If we coulda got one of these into Tinkles' speakeasy back then and if he's the kind of guy who talks to plants, we could've busted him a lot earlier.

Inez: Honestly, he outright HATES flowers.

Winnie: (glares) Oh, hello, Smirnoff!

Discord: So you know, no one else knew my "identity", okay!? And they're not the ones in trouble, I am. So lay Fang and Charles out of it.

Winnie: (snorts) Oh, and what name would you have used? Gordon?!

Tron, Junior, and Mr. Bump yelped, blocking him.

Tron: (yelps) Hey! Just leave the commissioner out of it! He's not Discord-uh I mean Yakov.

Discord: And I'm not Russian either! If I was, I'd be like "In Soviet Russia, Ugliness comes to bitch."

Winnie: Ugh. Where did you get that dumb joke? From Augustus?

Inez looked at the item nearby them.

Inez: (reading) "The Amazing Inebriomatic".

Aero: From what the boys in the lab tell me, someday we'll be able to tell whether people have been drinking by breathing into a machine like this. Try it out.

Boss: Ahem. Allow me.

Wander: Shucks, I think it would be made for something like that in Germany. Got thrown into jail thanks to Lilli.

Psycho: Yeah, Wander. Good times with ya in with us.

Boss: Actually, you didn't drink, Wander. Some of us did there. So let me try it.

Inez: (yelps) I don't think so! The last time you did so after drinking Genie Harvey AND the Volcano Berserker, you blew up the breathilizer.

Aero: Blew what?

Inez: (quickly) AGH! Nothing!

Dingo: (reading) "The Elektro-Pacifier"? Ha-ha-ha-ha. Pacifier.

Aero: Amazing, isn't it? They say one day, we'll be able to stun fleeing criminals by shocking them at a distance.

Dingo: Does it work?

Aero: Nah, it's just a model.

Psycho: Eh. If you need to shock, get something you can hold and zap them if they get near.

Winnie: Now, there was something else I wanted to say...what was it? (realizes) Oh yes.

Julien: Okay, ugly woman, you talk to Rouge's great grandpa, we'll just be touring.

They departed as Winnie looked confused as did Aero.

Aero: What is he...?

Near the chronometric clock, Mort looked at it.

Mort: What is that?

Maurice: I think that's SUPPOSED to be a clock.

Julien: But it looks nothing like it!

He pointed to the spheres twirling.

Julien: They don't have handles, they only spin around and make things confusing!

Mort: Oooh, confusing!

Psycho: Hey Nack? You think we move this thing back, we would go back in time to this morning?

Nack: I doubt it.

Meowth: Let's check that house of the future over here.

The ticket was placed in before the door opened and they entered.

Voice: Welcome to the world of tomorrow, where a man's home is truly his castle.

They walked around the area a bit.

Voice: Here, gratifications is just always a push of a button away.

Psycho: Dang, reminds me of the Jetsons.

Mr. Bump: (gasps) Oooooh! What do these buttons do?

Some: No!

Mr. Bump press a button, suddenly some weird noises is heard, making the group yelps.

Voice: Please do not press this button again.

Miss Calamity: (frowns) Idiot.

She then looked at the control buttons nearby.

Miss Calamity: What's the first one do anyway?

The red button was pressed before a bowl of fruit came spiraling down to them.

Voice: In the House of the Future, fresh fruit baskets will be replenished daily by fleets of fruitbearing helicopters.

Bowser Jr.: So what, they're wax?

Psycho: FOOOOD!!

He pounced to it, trying to eat one of the fruit, then spit it out in disgust.

Psycho: Ack! Gross!

Br'er Fox: (sniffs) Hmmm? (disgusted) Ptui! It IS wax!

The bowl retracted bck to the top.

Voice: Unfortunately, we can only show you wax fruit at this time.

Most: AUGH!

The green button was pressed before a strange device came down, being placed on Marine.

Voice: In the house of the future, phone conversations will be completed in the privacy of the personal phone helmet.

Mordecai: Dude!!

Marine: Hey!

Female Voice: Please recite the phone number you wish to dial, or say "hang up" to terminate your phone helmet experience.

Psycho: Eh?

Bowser Jr.: Oh cool, so it can make outcoming calls!

The koopaling grabs the helmet from Marine, push her aside and uses it.

Marine: (frowns) Jerk.

Voice: Who do you wish to call?

Bowser Jr.: Mr. Szylslak.

Voice: Calling.

A dial tone is heard before a familiar voice spoke.

Szyslak's Voice: Szyslak's Tavern. Szyslak himself speaking.

Bowser Jr.: (disguised voice) Hey, I'm looking for a Maximus.

Szyslak's Voice: Who?

Bowser Jr.: Maximus...(smirks evilly) Buttz.

Szyslak's Voice: Let me check. Hey guys! Maximus Buttz? Come on, I want to see Maximus Buttz here!

More laughter was heard.

Bowser Jr.: Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Syzslak's Voice: Oh it's you, isn't it!? When I find out who this is, I'm gonna gouge your eyes out with a fountain pen! Ya hear me!!

The dial tone was heard.

Bowser Jr.: Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!!

Discord: Oh that never gets old!

Mr. Bump: Wait until his descendant gets his curse.

Marine then shoved him, placing on the helmet.

Marine: Jerk. (to the phone) Let's see...Uh KL-4385?

Voice: IQ Residence.

Marine: (gasps) Hey Alfred! How's it hanging? This is Marine, one of Maxie's firends. Is Max there?

Alfred's Voice: Not at the moment. I'm afraid he's off on one of his little adventures.

Marine: Oh bleedin' heck, Alfred! He wasn't at the fair and we thought we'd double check if he was home.

Alfred's Voice: I would know if he would be home...and may as well. His father isn't pleased with him right now last I heard.

Marine: I understand. Bye.

Alfred's Voice: Farewell.

Female Voice: Conversation terminated.

The helmet was placed back up.

Rigby: And the blue button?

The blue bird pressed it.

Voice: In the mood for fun? The house of the future comes equipped with a modern home-entertainment center.

Scalawag: (glances) Chinese checkers and everything. (looks at it) A fully equipped home entertainment center.

Bowser Jr.: So where's the Pretendo, ColecoVision, Nintendo and other games?

Morrdecai: Dude, this is the 1930s, long before Bill Gates became a rich dude.

Bowser Jr.: Craaaaap!!

Discord: To be honest, this DOES give me a sneaky idea.

He motioned the group together as he spoke.

Discord: All right, here's the plan...

(End of Chapter 2)