[Scene starts with the title card song, then the Fanlair. A bat flies by, indicating it's Halloween]
Narrator: This is a tale of two boys who just couldn't wait for...
[Cut to the inside]
Chum Chum: Halloween!
Fanboy: It's finally...
Fanboy and Chum Chum: Halloween! Yaaaaaaay!
Fanboy: Okay, Chum Chum. This year is gonna be the most candylicious Halloween EVER!
Chum Chum: Hehe, I love candy!
Fanboy: Yes, but to get candy, we need...
[Chum Chum snickers excitedly, then Fanboy pops up behind him in a Frankenstein costume]
Fanboy: COSTUMES, AH! Tada!
Chum Chum: [laughter] Ooh, that's nice. My turn! [Leaves, then comes back dressed as Fanboy] Trick or treat!
Fanboy: Huh? Wait a minute. Didn't you wear this costume last year?
Chum Chum: Yep, but this isn't my costume.
[The head flap of the Fanboy costume opens up and Chum Chum pops out. He is dressed as a werewolf. Fanboy screams]
Chum Chum: THIS IS!!! YAH, RAWWWR!
Fanboy: Perfect, Chum Chum!
[Chum Chum giggles, then both boys have their empty pails ready]
Fanboy: This year, we're coming home with nothing but candy!
Fanboy and Chum Chum: LET'S TRICK-OR-TREAT! [they slap hands]
[Cut to the school. There is a doorbell ring followed by a knock and Hank opens the door to reveal Fanboy and Chum Chum, who greet him]
Fanboy: Triiick oooor treeeeeat.
Chum Chum: Trick or tooooooooooooooooooooreat!
Hank: Eh, "trick or treat"? [Precious yawns] IT'S 6:00 IN THE MORNING!!! [slams door shut]
Fanboy: Really? Is it that early?
[The sun comes up, followed by sprinklers starting up. Cheech rides by on a bike]
Cheech: Morning paper! [throws a newspaper in Fanboy's face]
Fanboy: Oh, I guess it is.
Chum Chum: [howls] I'll never make it til tonight. [cries and howls]
Fanboy: There's gotta be a place where we can trick-or-treat this early. A place that has tons of candy. That's open all the time. And they can't close the door in our faces.
[Cut to outside the Frosty Mart]
Fanboy and Chum Chum: The Frosty Mart!
[The doors open]
Fanboy and Chum Chum: Trick or -- [the doors close on them, literally] Our faces.
Fanboy: Leonard Flynn-Boyle, what is the meaning of this?
[Lenny walks by with a ghost detector, a la Ghostbusters]
Lenny: We're closed for paranormal activity! [Lets F&C in, who flop to the ground] You know, ghosts? It's part of the Frosty Mart's Halloween promotion for Frosty Screamy Scream, but Boog let it out of its display cup!
[Flashback to what Lenny described. Boog is holding a glowing cup]
Boog: Hehe, Frosty Screamy -- [Opens the cup releasing the ghost] AAAAAHHHHH!
[End of flashback]
Lenny: He's been a wreck ever since.
Fanboy: Hoho Lenny. We ain't afraid of no ghost! So, if you don't mind, we're just gonna help ourselves to some Halloween candy. [He and Chum Chum walk into the isles]
Lenny: Help yourself to some -- HEY!
Boog: AHHHH! [Blasts Lenny's hair, leaving a hole]
Lenny: AHHHHHHHH! Ow!
Boog: Oops, my bad.
[F&C walk through the isles. Candy is levitating everywhere]
Fanboy: Trick or treat.
Chum Chum: Treat!
Fanboy: Let's see. [collects candy from the shelf] Oh! A couple of these, one or two of those, some of these, got to have these -- well! That should hold us over til tonight! [pause, sees Chum Chum's pail glowing and rumbling] Wow, Chum Chum! Looks like your pail's about to explode!
Chum Chum: But -- I haven't put anything in it yet.
Fanboy: Huh? Then what's in your --
[The Frosty Screamy Scream ghost bursts out of the pail!]
Fanboy and Chum Chum: AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!
Fanboy: Chum Chum, was that the --
[The ghost materializes behind them]
Fanboy and Chum Chum: G-g-g-g-g-g-
[The ghost charges at them]
Fanboy and Chum Chum: AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
[Blue freeze covers the screen. As it goes away, F&C run out of the mart covered with the same blue freeze from the ghost]
Fanboy and Chum Chum: [panting] WE'LL COME BACK LATER!!!
Lenny: [notices the ghost hiding in the hole in his hair] Huh?
[The ghost giggles, then comes out of hiding and drags Lenny away]
Lenny: AAAAAHHHHH!!! Boog! Boog! Help meeeeeeee!
Boog: [fires lasers] I'm coming for you, Lenny!
[The doors close]
[Cut to Fanboy and Chum Chum heading for Oz Comix]
Fanboy: Oz just might be our last hope, Chum.
[They knock on the door]
Fanboy and Chum Chum: Trick or treat!
[Oz opens the door and peeks out. His eyes are bloodshot and has a 5:00 shadow]
Oz: Hey, guys. You weren't followed here, were you?
[F&C stare at each other confused]
[F&C stare at each other again]
Hank: [in the distance] THEY SAID, "SERIOUSLY"!
Oz: Well, good! Come on in, I made some cereal. [pushes them inside]
[Cut to inside]
[Oz hums and pours his cereal]
Fanboy: So, we were wondering, we know it's only seven in the morning, but would you happen to have any candy?
Oz: [rapidly eats cereal] Oooooh. I did, but I just drink of the last of it over my cereal. [giggles] 'Cause I'm gonna need a serious amount of energy to finish... [hops over to a shelf] THIS! [presses remote, revealing a boat made out of candy, then imitates a presentation sting]
Fanboy: Whoa! What is that?!
♪ Candy ♪
Oz: Last night, I had a vision.
[Flashback to last night with Oz in bed]
Oz: [snoring, crunching]
Dream voice: Ozwald. Ozwald! You have to build a Candy Ark! Then, gather two of every type of candy. For Halloween is nig'! And you really like candy.
[End of flashback]
Fanboy: Yes! Raise the anchor and set sail for candy!
Oz: Sorry, boys. She still needs to be painted. Otherwise, that saltwater taffy'll eat right through her hull.
Chum Chum: [eating a candy bar] BUT I NEED CANDY NOW!!!
Oz: Uh, Chum Chum? Those are just foamcore.
Chum Chum: Foamcore with peanuts?
[Chum Chum spits the chocolate and gags]
Oz: You need candy right now, huh? Alas! I cannot help you! HOWEVER -- there is one place -- NO! I dare not! It is too dangerous!
Fanboy and Chum Chum: What?! What place?! Tell us!!!
Oz: Legend speaks of a mysterious place that gives out candy all day. Every day of the year. A place called... [thunder strikes] That place! [points to a house that looks like a jack o' lantern]
Fanboy: Huh. Do not know how we missed that.
Oz: HOWEVER, legend also speaks of a strange being there who tricks unsuspecting children in ways so devious and dastardly that -- [looks over and notived F&C left]
Fanboy and Chum Chum: [in the distance] CANDYYYYYYYY!!!
Oz: Guys, gu -- WHATEVER!
[Cut to the jack o' lantern house. F&C are walking up door, pails in hand]
Fanboy: This is it, Chum Chum. Get your pail ready. [rings doorbell, bats fly out] I got a really good feeling about this. [knocks on the door, but no answer. Rings the doorbell again] Hello? Trick or treat! Got empty pails here!
[The door creaks open. Out peeks a pumpkin monster, Mr. Trick, who's face is literally fogging]
Mr. Trick: GO AWAY!
Fanboy and Chum Chum: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! [continues]
Mr. Trick: [calming down, realizing something] Oops. Sorry, wrong face. [switches to another face, the one that isn't fogging] There. That's a lot less scary, now, isn't it?
[F&C continue to scream, then it dies down]
Fanboy: So, we hear you have candy?
Mr. Trick: Oh, hoho, it's candy you seek. Well, you've come to the right place. Come in, come in!
Fanboy and Chum Chum: [giggling] Jackpot!
[As they do this, Mr. Trick switches back to the foggy face and lets out an evil laughter as he closes the doors. Thunder goes off]
Fanboy: I can't believe we never noticed this giant pumpkin head house!
Chum Chum: I can't believe anything, ever!
Fanboy: [stomping his feet] You hear that squish? That's genuine pumpkin guts, Chum Chum. And all this time, we've been walking around on solid floors like suckers.
Chum Chum: I love this house. [eats a wall] It looks like Halloween, but it tastes like Thanksgiving.
Mr. Trick: So, we like tasting things, do we?
Fanboy and Chum Chum: Uh-huh! Mm-hmm! [giggling]
Mr. Trick: Well, I'm known to be...the "candy man" of this town. [evil laughter]
Fanboy: The candy man! [evil laughter]
Mr. Trick: Yes, the candy man! [evil laughter]
Chum Chum: The candy man! [evil laughter]
Mr. Trick: Yes. The candy man.
[F&C stare menacingly, imitating him for a moment]
Fanboy: Great! So, where's our candy, candy man?
[Mr. Trick grabs them]
Fanboy and Chum Chum: [gasp]
Mr. Trick: Well, I have a trick. I mean, a treat for you.
Mr. Trick: [opens curtains, revealing shelves of candy] Well, go ahead, boys! It's all yours!
Fanboy and Chum Chum: [gasp] Candy!!!
[A montage of the boys having fun with their candy begins]
Fanboy and Chum Chum: [singing offscreen] ♪ I...love...C-A-N-D-Y, C-A-N-D-Y ♪
♪ C-A-N-D-Y, candy! ♪
♪ I love the blue ones, the green ones, the red ones, the pink ones ♪
♪ The yellow ones, the brown ones, I love candy! ♪
♪ Stretchy ones, curly ones, chewy ones, sticky ones ♪
♪ Give me candy!!! ♪
♪ C-A-N-D-Y, C-A-N-D-Y ♪
♪ C-A-N-D-Y, it's candy! ♪
♪ I'm gonna run around and chew around ♪
♪ And it feels good and I'll lick it on down ♪
♪ Come and take a trip at a tasty town, it's candy!!! ♪
♪ I love the blue ones, the green ones, the yellow ones, the pink ones ♪
♪ I love candy!!! ♪
♪ C-A-N-D-Y, C-A-N-D-Y ♪
♪ C-A-N-D-Y, candy, candy, candy...candy! ♪
[Cut to black. Fade up again to show Fanboy groaning. Zoom out to show an overstuffed Fanboy and Chum Chum lying on a pile of candy. Mr. Trick arrives, holding a covered plate]
Mr. Trick: Oh boys, you're not finished!
Fanboy: Ohhhhhh, I can't eat another piece of candy. [his head flap pops open, spilling candy out. He moans]
Chum Chum: [cheery] Until trick-or-treating!
Fanboy: Oh, right. Trick-or-treating.
[F&C groan once more]
Mr. Trick: Oh, but I saved the best, for last. Huh?
[During this dialogue, He removes the lid and there stood two floating blue gumballs. They are glowing and F&C's reflections are reflected in them]
Fanboy: Eh, that's it?
Mr. Trick: Now, now, these are no ordinary candies. Their indescribably delicious. You have my word as a candyman: Once you taste this candy, you'll never taste any other candy again. Hmm?
Fanboy: Well, I guess one more couldn't hurt!
[Mr. Trick flicks the gumballs into F&C's mouthes. they chew it]
Fanboy: Hmm. Good mouth feel, kinda crunchy, strongly mummy. Not getting much in the flavor department.
Chum Chum: Funny. I can't taste it at all.
[Fanboy smacks his lips. Suddenly, a purple mist starts spouting up from his tongue]
Fanboy: Uh, what's coming out of my mouth?!
[A similar mist, but in orange, spouts up from Chum Chum's tongue]
Chum Chum: Ehh -- it feels my taste buds are popping!
Mr. Trick: [holds up a jar for the tastes] Come to me. Come. Come.
[The mists fly into the jar]
Mr. Trick: Yes. Yes! [closes the jar] Your taste is mine!
Fanboy: What are you talking about?
Mr. Trick: I took your taste!
Fanboy: Bu -- but --
Mr. Trick: I told you! Once you taste this candy, you'll never taste candy...AGAIN. [evil laughter, face fogs]
Chum Chum: We -- have no taste?!?
Fanboy: No! [sobs] No, it cannot be!
[Fanboy goes over to a giant lollipop and licks it]
[Chum Chum licks a chocolate bar and slaps his face with his tongue]
Chum Chum: Nothing!
[Fanboy puts a toilet on his head and licks it]
Fanboy: [gags, then throws toilet away] Uhhhh, okay. That I tasted. [At Mr. Trick] So...it's just...candy, then?
Mr. Trick: Yes. Afraid so.
[For a moment, F&C stare at each other, speechless. Then...]
Fanboy and Chum Chum: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! [Zoom in in the inside of Fanboy's mouth and fade to black]
Narrator: And now, back to our tasteless tale.
[Inside, Mr. Trick has closed the curtains]
Chum Chum: What's the big idea taking our taste, you rotten pumpkin?
Fanboy: Yeah! Why'd you have to ruin treats for us?
Mr. Trick: Treats? Treats? Treats? That's all anyone thinks about! What happened to tricks? I remember a time when people chose between trick or treat. I tell them to smell my feet, give me something good to eat. And if they didn't, I wouldn't care, I'd pull out their underwear. [evil laughter]
Fanboy: Is that all you want? Underwear-based tricks? You are speaking our language. [yanks Chum Chum's underwear, and a bear pops out] Huh? See? We got a million of em! [lets go]
Mr. Trick: I'm glad to hear that, because you're going to need them.
Chum Chum: Whaddya mean?
Mr. Trick: [holds a special jar in front of them] You're to fill this jar with a thousand screams by sundown. Only then, can you have your taste back.
Fanboy: [takes the jar] A thousand screams? Pth. No problemo! Whoop! [accidently throws the jar]
Mr. Trick: Careful with the jar! [the jar breaks] AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!
Fanboy: Ooh! [At Chum Chum] That would've been a good scream for the jar.
Mr. Trick: Huh!
Fanboy: Uhh, anyone using that mystical scream cooler? [looks at a cooler next to the organ]
[Mr. Trick growls]
[Fanboy and Chum Chum are going down the stairs with the cooler]
Chum Chum: A thousand screams? We'll never be able to trick that many houses by sundown.
Fanboy: If only there was a way to bring hoards of people to our house, and trick them into thinking it was -- I don't know. Haunted, or something.
Chum Chum: You mean...make a haunted house?
[Fanboy stops walking and the cooler rolls to the bottom of the staircase over him]
Fanboy: [gasp] Chum Chum! That's genus! I can practically hear the pants being peed!
[he dashes off. Chum Chum follows him]
[Cut to the outside of Kyle's house. Zoom in to the window until we reach the living room, where Kyle sees a book on a shelf]
Kyle: Ooh! This looks good. [takes a book] "The Illustrated Guide to Horrible Creatures". [opens book, then F&C pop out!]
Fanboy and Chum Chum: Hey, Kyle!
Fanboy: Geeze, give us a little warning on the screaming next time. We got a cooler to fill.
Kyle: What the devil are you talking about?
Fanboy: Chum Chum and I are gonna build a really scary haunted house, so we can scare every kid in town. It's gonna be [Kyle grumbles] soooooper scary!
Chum Chum: Yeah! We're gonna spaghetti for worms, and peel grapes for eyeballs!
Chum Chum: We were wondering: You got any spaghetti worms or grape eyeballs?
Kyle: [rolling his eyes] Uhh, noooo. But I do have -- REAL eyeballs.
[During the pause, we pan over to a jar with eyeballs in it on the shelf]
Chum Chum: [takes the jar] Ooooh! Fanboy, look! [empties jar and puts it on head] This will be perfect for holding the grapes.
Fanboy: Great! Now, what will evoke more screams of terror: spaghettini or bowtie pasta? I'm on offense.
Kyle: Oh, please! The only reaction you two could evoke are cries of boredom. Zing!
Fanboy: Are you saying you have a better idea than [spooky, shows hot dogs attached to his fingers and wiggles them creepily] hot dog fingers, with ketchup blood?
Kyle: Urrrrgh. [holds Necronomicon] As a matter of fact... [at F&C] I do!
[He smiles some sort of wicked idea grin as the scene dissolves to the window. Thunder goes off, and Necronomicon appears. Below him is a table with Yo, Duke and Lupe on one side, and Fanboy, Chum Chum, Chuggy and Fankylechum on the other. At the far end between Yo and Fanboy is a chair where Kyle will be sitting]
Necronomicon: Welcome, dear boys and girls, to a special matinee performance of "Spirits From Beyond"! A seance in three acts. And now, your seance master: Kyle, the Conjurer!
[In a burst of light and smoke, Kyle appears in his chair. For a moment he is holding his cape up, but then he lets it go and keeps his arms raised, proudly]
Chum Chum: Yay!
Kyle: [at the camera] Shall we begin? [smiles sweetly, lowly] Let us all join hands.
Fanboy: [whispering] Hey, Kyle? If we're holding hands, how are they gonna fill the spaghetti and grapes? [as he says this, he holds up bowls of spaghetti and grapes]
Kyle: [knocks the spaghetti away] ENOUGH WITH THE SPAGHETTI AND GRAPES! [groans]
[Kyle takes Fanboy's hand, and they both hold the other hands off camera. Fanboy has some sort of shocked expression as he and Kyle are doing this]
Kyle: Oh, powerful spirits from beyond. We who are among the living, who humbly implore, and invite you to --
[Record scratch as Fanboy interrupts]
Fanboy: Ahem. Uh, Kyle? We're kinda on a time crunch here?
Kyle: Oh, very well!
[His eyes roll over to blank white sockets and a dark green aura shines within him as the lights dim]
Kyle: Demon from the depths of the underworld, I summon thee! I SUMMON THEE!!!
[The table starts to burst open in the middle]
Fanboy and Chum Chum: [chattering with fright]
Chum Chum: My grapes! [his grapes fall into the lava in the open spot on the table]
[A big, scary creature rises up out of the lava in the table and roars. This is a balhok, and it's helping everyone scream hard enough. As they scream, their eyes roll over to blank white sockets and ghost duplicates of them come out of their mouths]
Yo/Duke/Lupe: AHHHHHHHHH!!! [release screams]
[The bailhok screams at Fankylechum and Chuggy]
Fankylechum/Chris Chuggy: AHHHHHHHHH!!! [release screams]
[Back on Kyle, eyes back to normal holding his wand upward while it glows]
Kyle: There you are, a complete set of genuine screams of terror. Collect them all! [sees F&C] WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I told you: Do not! Look! Directly! At! The bailhok!
[As he says this, pan over to Fanboy and Chum Chum, who are also screaming at the bailhok. Pan upwards to show their screams, who are enjoying it]
Fanboy's scream: We couldn't help it!
Chum Chum's scream: It's so awesomely scary!
Kyle: Well, hurry and collect your screams! I can't summon him forever!!!
Fanboy's scream: Okay! Okay!
[The screams float over to the cooler. They try to open it but fail since they're made of air]
Fanboy's scream: Ah, it won't open! We're too ethereal!
[Back on Kyle, still holding his wand up while gasping and panting. He runs out of energy and thrusts his wand back as his wand stops glowing. The bailhok returns to the lava in the table and the table closes up. All the screams return to their body forms, and their eyes return to normal. F&C's screams retreat as well. For a moment, all is silent. Then...]
Kids: Yay! That was awesome! [they start to leave]
Fanboy: W-w-w-wait! Where's everybody going?! Don't leave! Uh, don't you wanna scream some more? [At Chum Chum] Chum Chum, quick! Get the grapes!
Chum Chum: NOW THE EVIL PUMPKIN GUY WILL NEVER GIVE US OUR TASTE BACK!!!
Fanboy: It's no one, Kyle. Just an evil jack o' lantern who used magical candy to steal our taste and magically put it in a magic jar.
Chum Chum: [sadly sticks out his claws] You wouldn't understand.
Fanboy: Come on, Chum Chum. [Puts Chum Chum on the cooler] It's time to pay the magical pumpkin piper.
[Chum Chum wimpers as he and Fanboy leave. Kyle is suspicious]
Kyle: Hmmph! 'Magical Pumpkin Man'? Well, this town's not big enough for two practitioners of the Dark Arts. [snickers]
[At Mr. Trick's house...]
Mr. Trick: Did you get the screams? Let me see, let me see! [opens cooler, then pulls out a slice of turkey] Ah! Huh? THESE AREN'T SCREAMS! IT'S SLICED TURKEY!
Fanboy: We were gonna have a picnic when we got our taste ba-ha-ha-ha-ack. [cries]
Chum Chum: [howls and cries]
[Mr. Trick begins to roar at them and they scream, but before he could, Kyle appears behind him, holding his cape up while flying in a green aura]
Kyle: So! You think you could come to MY town and cast a spell on MY two idiots?!?
Fanboy: [sweating] Kyle...what are you doing?
Kyle: I -- am the most powerful wizard in town! [At Mr. Trick] So, heed my warning: Give these boys back their taste! Or face the wrath...of KYLE, THE CONJURER!!!
Chum Chum: You're just making him angry...
Kyle: [mockingly] Oh, really? Is that your angry face?
Fanboy: No. This is. [Spins Mr. Tricks' head around to show Kyle the foggy face. It has octopus tentacles and bugs, a la Beetlejuice]
[During the above, Kyle screams so hard that the second time and every other after that, he releases a scream. He runs around Mr. Trick's house, screaming like crazy. F&C brighten up as they are remembering something]
Fanboy and Chum Chum: Huh? Ah!
[Kyle continues screaming and running everywhere. Chum Chum tosses Kyle's screams into the cooler]
Fanboy: One! Two! Three! Four, five, six...
[Scene switches to late that night. Kyle is still screaming as Fanboy gets the last few into the cooler]
Fanboy: Nine hundred ninety seven... [Kyle screams] nine hundred ninety eight... [pause, Kyle pants and screams] nine hundred ninety nine... [Kyle screams] one thousand! Yay, Kyle! You did it!
[Kyle is in a serious coma]
Kyle: [sigh] Oh, so very scared. [eyes bulge] Ah.
Fanboy: [At Mr. Trick] Here you go! One thousand screams, as promised.
Mr. Trick: And just in time. [shows the jar with F&C's tastes in it] Here's your taste back.
[Fanboy takes the jar]
Fanboy: Our taste! I've missed you so much.
Chum Chum: I'm gonna lick everything in sight. [waggles tongue around]
Fanboy: So uh, what do you need those screams for, anyway?
Mr. Trick: [knocks Kyle away and removes a rug, revealing a hole in the floor] It's very simple, really. These screams power a vortex that will suck in and destroy all the treats in the world.
Fanboy: Uh-huh. Well, good luck with that. [At Chum Chum] Come on, Chum Chum, let's go trick-or- -- wait a minute. If all the treats are destroyed, then what are we going to taste?
Mr. Trick: Not my problem.
[Mr. Trick cackles as he dumps the screams into the hole. A big green gush of smoke spurts upward. Fanboy and Chum Chum are very upset at Kyle for helping them now]
Fanboy: Ahh! Kyle! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!?
Chum Chum: We told you this was over your head!
[Fanboy kicks Kyle out of the house]
Mr. Trick: Yes. Oh ho ho, yes! Oh ho ho! YES!
[The smoke stops gushing]
Fanboy: Oh, that can't be good.
[Mr. Trick laughs evily as a green vortex activates and rises out of the hole. Items start to fly everywhere, a la The Sorcerer's Apprentice]
Fanboy and Chum Chum: Dah! [wimper]
Mr. Trick: [evil laughter] AND ONCE EVERY TREAT IS GONE, HALLOWEEN WILL ONCE AGAIN BE ONLY FOR TRICKS! [evil laughter]
[The vortex rises out of the roof and begins sucking in the candy from every trick-or-treater in town]
Fanboy: Oh, this is the coolest thing I've ever seen and I can't even enjoy it! If only he'd love candy as much as we do, he could never destroy it.
Chum Chum: But nobody loves the sweet taste of candy as much as us!
Fanboy: [gasp] You're right! [jumps onto Mr. Trick's back with jar of taste in hand]
Mr. Trick: Ah! What are you doing?
Fanboy: Eat my taste, pumpkin face! [opens jar and dumps taste into Mr. Trick's mouth]
Mr. Trick: [spits jar out] Oh, what's going on?! Why do I suddenly want...CANDY? [tries to eat the candy in the vortex] So crunchy? So... [stuffs mouth with candy] munchy? I never knew candy could be so delicious! Wait -- what's happening to me?
Necronomicon: [narrating] And what happened next, a miracle they say. Mr. Trick's pumpkin head grew two smiles that day!
Mr. Trick: Oh, boys! You put a smile on both my faces! How can I ever thank you?
Fanboy: Uhhh, you can quit hogging over taste for starters.
Mr. Trick: Oh, I'm sorry. Here you are.
[He spits out two gumballs -- one purple, one orange. F&C taste them]
Chum Chum: His spit! It tastes like...like...pumpkin pie!
Fanboy: Chum Chum, we have our taste back!
Mr. Trick: [sadly] Yes, but everything worth tasting is going down that hole.
[The vortex sucks in the last few candies. Suddenly...]
Oz: [in the distance] HEY, YOU GUYS! [laughing]
[Oz flies into the house on his now finished Candy Ark and plugs up the hole]
Fanboy: Oz! You came!
Oz: [hits the ground] I did it! I gathered two of every type of candy! And it's all safe inside my glorious Candy Ark! Heh.
Fanboy: Um, Oz? Why is your glorious Candy Ark rumbling?
Oz: Oh, no. It sounds like my two of every Minty O's are mixing with my two of every diet cola!
Mr. Trick: She's gonna blow!
[A rainbow geyser bursts out of the house, raining candy]
[Back at Mr. Trick's house, Mr. Trick leads Fanboy, Chum Chum and Oz out]
Oz: [sadly] My candy! My beautiful symmetrical candy.
Fanboy: Cheer up, Oz. You saved Halloween!
Mr. Trick: [holds out a plate of candy] How about a treat, boys?
Fanboy and Chum Chum: Candy! [each take a handful and chew]
Mr. Trick: Smile!
[F&C smile, revealing that their teeth turned pink from the candy]
Mr. Trick: [at the camera] They don't call me Mr. Trick for nothing!
[All three smile at the camera]
Fanboy and Chum Chum: [giggling]
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