MC Dorms: Sorry, We're Closed Take 2

Chamberlain: *bites Lefty's mustache off and forcefeeds it to him* ... -_-

Dr. Teeth: C'mon, it's gotta beh in heah somewheah... *leafs through his vest some more and a slinky, a wrench, a broken model airplane, a spare tire, a DVD copy of GoodBurger, a toaster, and keys to a hijacked car litter the ground*

Kelly (to Dr. Teeth): Did you ever see that funny Dark Knight spoof, where the cops are emptying out Joker's pockets, and they have knives, paper clips, deck of cards, and even a ream of paper?

Lefty weaves and staggers.

Lefty: Hooray fer Cap'n Spaulding! What do I win? Potato pancakes? ! X____X

Dr. Teeth: Maybeh...uh, this sho is like Déjà vu, though.

Ailie: Gesundheit. =P

Lefty: Ack! Ack! HACK ! (makes choking/gagging noises like John Coffey in "The Green Mile") AAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCHHHHH ! !

Dr. Teeth: *looks down at his boots modestly* Aw shuckz... ^_^

Chamberlain: DORK!

Dr. Teeth: =P

Ailie: *trying to chase her own shadow* O_O

Pearl (stretches): Well, y'all, I'm gonna go back out to the park and catch up on my beauty sleep. It sure was nice meetin' y'all.

Kelly (yawns): Same here. *follows Pearl*

Cotterpin: Well, SOME of us still have work to do. See ya later, guys!

Mr. Turtle (to Spamela) ...so my dear, do you enjoy the theatre? I'm not talking about the cinema, mind you, I mean real theatre. In case you may have forgotten, I am a world-renowned actor, who has appeared on stages all over the world. I've played in front of kings and queens. U.S. presidents. Dictators. And regular folk, like Anthony over there...

Tony (absentmindedly biting a fingernail) Wha...?

Mr. Turtle: Pfft! Commoner! Anyway, theatre is my life. I've been at it nearly 90 years now, and I have no intent to quit. In fact, I'm up for the role of Hannibal Lecter in a musical version of The Silence of the Lambs, entitled Silence! or Is That Your Brain? It Looks Mighty Tasty...

Spamela: ...Mr. Turtle...I was actually just thinking about...blue jello.

Dr. Teeth:

Spamela: *philosophically* ...how do they make it blue? O_O

Dr. Teeth: ...yeah, how does they make it blue? O_O

Spamela: ...I like red jello better than blue jello...

Mr. Turtle: Well, they...(sputters)...what the h*** kind of question is that? ! How do they make blue jello! Pish-posh! Next you'll be asking me how many licks it takes to get to the center of a bloody Tootsie Pop! I did the commercial, and even I don't know! Here I am, trying to have an intellectual conversation, and all you can think about is jello!

Tony: Aw...somebody's crabby! Is it time for beddy-bye?

Mr. Turtle: Back away, boy! Stop treating me like a child! Come near me, and I shall give you a caning you'll never forget! I--rot! ROT! Now I'm wondering how they make jello blue...brain...slowly ticking down...melting...melting...@_@

Dr. Teeth: Mmmm...blue jello is bettah than red jello...

Spamela: No, red jello is better than blue jello.

Dr. Teeth: No, it ain't.

Spamela: Yes, it is!

Dr. Teeth: No, it ain't!

Spamela: Yes, it is!

Dr. Teeth: NO, IT AIN'T!

Spamela: YES, IT IS!

Mr. Panda: *trying to block them out with his paws* X_X

Mr. Turtle repeatedly rams his head into a tree.

Lefty (shakes his head clear) Potato pancakes?

From out of nowhere, Crazy Harry rushes Lefty, screaming. Before the sneak thief can react, Harry shoves a clock bomb down Lefty's pants, and runs away.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM ! !

When the smoke clears, Lefty's fedora slowly drifts to the ground.

RF pokes Newsie with a stick; the newsman doesn't move a muscle.

Dr. Teeth: NO, IT AIN'T!

Spamela: YES, IT IS!

Mr. Panda: *rams his head into a rock over and over until he falls asleep* X_X

Newsie suddenly springs to life; he dons a sparkly gold top hat and jacket; he twirls a cane, and begins singing:

Newsie

(sings)

One
Singular sensation
Every little step he takes
One
Thrilling combination
Every move that he makes
One smile and suddenly nobody else will do
You know you'll never be lonely
With you-know-who (Mother!)
One moment in his presence
And you can forget the rest
For the boy is second best to none son
Ooh! Sigh! Give him your attention
Do I really have to mention
He's the one?
Me!
Aloysius!

does a one-man kick line...

Mr. Turtle takes a set of extremely large false teeth out of his shell, puts them into his mouth, leaps through the air, and bites Newsie on the leg.

Newsie: OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW ! !

Lefty strides across the lawn.

RF does an exaggerated double-take.

RF: Lefty? !

Lefty: In da felt!

RF: How did you...put yourself back together?

Lefty: I 'unno.

RF: Hey Tony, look! Lefty's back in one piece!

Tony: Big whoop.

RF: Let's celebrate!

Tony: Celebrate?

RF: Let's go to Everybody--

Lefty: --SHHHHHHH--

Tony: --it's--

RF: Huh?

Tony: I was gonna say it's too late now.

RF (shoves Lefty) What are you shushing me for?

Lefty: Ya always talk too loud. Toin it down a coupla notches, willya kid?

Mr. Turtle, clinging to Newsie's backside, bites, as the newsman runs around in circles, howling.

Airy voice in the distance: Oooooooh, how do you like your love, Oooooooh, how do you like your love...

Ailie: *wakes up suddenly* O_O W-well, good morning, beautiful woman's voice... *stretches out a little and glances around* Spammy?

Zoot: *while placing random breakfast food on the picnic table Spamela set up the day before, still crooning with that breathy voice*

But if you want to know
How I really feel
Just get the cameras rolling
Get the action going
Baby, you know my love for you is real
So take me where you want to
Me and my heart you'll steal

More, more, more
How do you like it, how do you like it
More, more, more
How do you like it, how do you like it
More, more, more
How do you like it, how do you like your looooove...

Ailie: O_______O

Zoot: *notices her* Oh, hi Ailie. Have a nice sleep? Want some waffles?

Ailie: Abuhwha--? Um...uh...nosh, thanks. O_O *feels like her brain's been totally violated* ... *runs off to school*

Tony wanders around the grounds.

Tony: Wonder where Lefty is...

Lefty falls out of a tree, and lands with a loud THUD!

Tony: Hm. Nuts aren't supposed to fall out of trees this time of season...

Newsie pops out from behind another tree, clad as his alter-ego "the Chameleon."

Newsie: I am the Chameleon!

Tony: And I am your nemesis...erm...the Water Monster...(sprays Newsie with a hose, soaking him)

Newsie: GOOOOOOM!

Tony: Hey Zoot...charming voice you have there...^_^...didn't know you could...sing that high.

Zoot: ^_^ *snugs*

Chamberlain: -_- Pfft...Snow White has more masculinity than him.

Zoot: Nuh-uh, that's not true... =P

Chamberlain: ... *throws a spider at him*

Zoot: X_X *squeals* EEEEEEEE! NYAAAAAAAA! GET IT OFF! *writhes on the ground*