Revenge ceases the movement of the cards and returns them to him, making sure they miss Melody.
"DIO is the ultimate being! The being of the future! Dare you not to rival me!"(Just in time to see Chey and Ford getting scratched by Melody, Clone!Robin shows up with Harmony.)
"What on Earth?!"
"ROBIN, HELP! She's scratching the heck outta me and Ford because we sent her kitten to you and your brothers just so we can protect her from Evil!Melody!"
"Well, I've come to return the cat. Everything was fine until she scratched Barry's hand a-and knocked down my fish bowl! Here, Melody. Here's your cat back..."
Melody: -sees Harmony and stops attacking Chey and Ford- Harmony!! I missed you so much!! I was so worried!
-runs over and hugs Harmony-
Aww! I'm so glad you're safe...
~meow~
Ok, ok! I'll get off!
-puts down Harmony-
I got this ball of wool a while ago. I haven't had the chance to play with it. Wanna join in?
-they play with the wool-
I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long."Well, thank God that's over. Are you okay, Ford?"
"I guess so... How about you?"
"Right as rain. So, is your fish alright, Robin?"
"No... She ate him!."
(Cue Inelegant Blubbering. Chey then hugs Clone!Robin)
"Shhh, it'll be okay. I'll get you a new fish."
"Oh, Zarquon."
"If I would have known she would have done that much, I would have kept up the cards."
Revenge walks up to Ford, Chey, Robin, and Melody.
"DIO is the ultimate being! The being of the future! Dare you not to rival me!""Oh, hello, Revenge. What do you want?"
"Waaaaaaaaaaah!"
"There, there. Here, dry your eyes."
(Chey pulls a handkerchief from her pocket and gives it to Clone!Robin)
Melody: Sorry about the fish thing, but you really should have known better especially because Harmony had been living on the beach and most likely had to eat fish.
-continues playing-
I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long."Well,"
(Clone!Robin sniffles)
"...I better go home."
"Will you be alright?"
"Yeah, I guess so... See ya later."
(Clone!Robin then teleports away.)
"Poor guy. Well, time to clean up what's left of the tent."
(Chey then pulls a trash bag from her pocket and goes over to the remains of her awful tent.)
Penroses pours some gasoline on the tent and readies a lighter.
"Is this good? Is this what we're meant to be doing?"
hey"I dunno," says Puma. "I lost track of the plotline again. But maybe."
Burbank Frollo: the most hilariously ineffectual, unintimidating Frollo everMelody: Actually, I'm kinda hungry.
-dives into the sea where there is a scuffle, comes back up a few minutes later with half a fish sticking out of her mouth-
What? I'm part cat, remember!
I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long."Heh," says Puma. "Being part feline is cool. I mean would be cool, if I was part feline, which I am not."
Burbank Frollo: the most hilariously ineffectual, unintimidating Frollo ever"Hey, no setting fire to the tent!"
(Chey then rushes to her basket and pulls out a entire fire pit and then back to where the Tropers and Ford were. puts the remains of the tent in there, strikes a match, sets fire to the tent, and puts the protective grid over it.)
"...At least put it in something that won't burn along with it first, like this fire pit."
(Chey then returns to her area one last time to put the umbrella and blanket in her basket. Afterwards, She carries it back to the fire pit.)
"Don't ask."
-Melody is carrying another fish-
Melody: Fish, anyone?
I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.Penroses grabs a fish and sprays gasoline on it, then sets it on fire.
"Raw fish is gross."
heyMelody: Ew, you covered it in gasoline, gross!
I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long."You're gross!"
heyMelody: What do you mean I'm gross?
I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long."I mean you're gross. Vile. Disgusting. Any fish is made better with gasoline, you heathen!"
hey"Gasoline? Well, I've consumed worse things. Like that transformation potio- er, nothing."
Burbank Frollo: the most hilariously ineffectual, unintimidating Frollo ever“I’m bored with this plot. Can we go back to Fussenpepper antics, please?”
“Now! Let us engage in the art of deduction!”Melody: -is standing in the sea- I'm kind of bored too. I kind of almost want fussenpepper to come up from under the sea in a giant fish mecha right where I'm standing.
I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long."Ah heck, The sun's setting and a lot of people are packing up and heading home or whatever. Might as well end this episode."
(Chey then pulls her music player out and starts playing a Cat Stevens song.)
"♫ Another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody, I've got some money 'cause I just got paid. Now, how I wish I had someone to talk to, I'm in an awful way! ♫"
"♫ I got in town a month ago, I seen a lot of girls since then, If I could meet 'em I could get 'em But as yet I haven't met 'em, That's how I'm in the state I'm in! ♫"
(And thus, The episode ends with Chey and Ford singing "Another Saturday Night" together while some Tropers shake their head, others chuckle a bit and a couple Tropers simply smiled. Cue The Stinger.)
Puma wanders off from the group with his bag. Looking around suspiciously, he pulls a vial containing a strange blue liquid from the bag and drinks the liquid. He looks down at the starfish, still latched onto him, and says "I hope this works, little buddy." He then returns to the group, looking somewhat nervous.
Hopefully this works as a stinger. I was kind of afraid to do something with just my character, but nobody else was posting, so I just wanted to give it a try.
Burbank Frollo: the most hilariously ineffectual, unintimidating Frollo ever
Evil!Melody:-sees the cards- Ok bye for now noo foiled again blah blah blah. -leaves-
Melody: OUT OF MY WAY I WAS NOT TALKING TO YOU I WABT MY FURBABY AND YOU DO NOT HAVE HER SO GO AWAY! -pushes past revenge and continues to try to scratch Chey and Ford-
I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.