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Oh! Why, yes, I do have a big test today.
And, of course, as every test-taker knows,
there's one thing you cannot do without.
Why, it's no secret.
A pencil.
Anumber
why, this baby has done me right all year.
I would not be caught dead in a test without this!
Boy: Force field, force field.
Force field, force field.
Hello, Douglas.
I saved your usual seat in the forward quadrant, old buddy.
Thanks, old buddy.
So, mordecai, are you fully prepared
for the trigonaculus test today?
If by that you mean, did I bringold lucky, then maybe
this your question.
[Dexter gasps]
Dexter: Beautiful!
Look at the size of it!
It must have seen a hundred tests!
It's vintage 1990.
Good year!
[Laughing]
Nice hat, geek.
Har har! Sticks and stones--
look, Gwen. Dexter has a purse.
It is a manly backpack.
And you can tell by the official NASA patch.
Eh, I think I'll keep it anyhow.
Go ahead. I have memorized every paragraph of info in those books
in prep for the trig test.
Hey, Becky.
Don'tyou that test today, too?
Why, yes, I believe I do.
Well, then,
you'll need a...
Number 2 pencil!
Return that instrument!
It belongs to me.
Oh, yeah? Then come and get it, shrimp.
Gladly.
[Yelling]
Becky, catch.
Oops!
[Kids cheering]
Jump! Jump! Jump!
You go, Dexter!
You can get it! Jump!
Careful of the instrument!
[Kids mumbling]
Kids: Oh, no! The back of the bus!
Just let it go, Dexter. Maybe you can use a pen.
[Sighs defiantly]
Kids: No, don't do it!
Don't do it, Dexter. It's not worth it.
It's too close tothe darkness.
This is ridiculous.
I am not scared of some old superstition.
I am a man of science. This is bogus.
Boy, German accent: Oh, no,
it's true.
[Chomp]
I'll tell you just what happened.
Little Billy blumberg was just horsing about
and eating cookies. Mmm...
Then bus hit a bump,
and Billy spill his hot cocoa.
Mmm...
[Screaming]
Driver panic
and almost hit ice cream truck.
Mmm...
Angry driver send Billy
to back of bus.
And Billy, his screams
melt with sound of hungry monster.
[Maniacal laughter]
Girl: Nuh-uh, that's not what happened.
My mom knew Billy,
and I know what really happened.
Girl, voice-over: Little Billy was a mean kid.
Once he saw a cute spider,
and he smushed it.
With the spider's last breath, he called for help.
Thousands of tiny spiders came from nowhere
and wrapped him in a web
and dragged him off to the back of the bus
to lay him before the giant spider queen.
[Screaming]
[Screaming]
Hey.
This fabrication is totally unsubstantiated.
I'll fill you in on the real incident.
There he was, in the back of the bus,
minding his own business,
when an inter-dimensional time lord opened a hole
in the space-time continuum.
Hi.
[Gurgling noises]
Little Billy held onto his seat as long as he could,
but a bipolar tachyon vortex sucked him into a time egg.
[Screaming]
Oh, please!
This is all superstition.
None of this is proven.
A simple scientific investigation will solve this.
[Roaring from back of bus]
Gwen: What's the matter, pipsqueak? You scared?
This is ridiculous.
I'm going in!
Dexter's log.
Various school supplies seemed to be cocooned
in this strange, sticky pink goo.
[Rumble]
Aah!
[Roaring]
[Roaring]
Aah!
Here. You dropped this.
Hey there, youngster. Name's bill.
You are little Billy blumberg?
Well, that's right, little chap.
Of course, no one calls me "little" no more.
Wha-what are you doing back here?
Ho ho! Heck, that happened way back when I was about your age.
Oh, I just fell asleep
with my chewing gum in my mouth. It fell out, stuck my hair to the chair.
I struggled to get free,
and my shoe flew off, and it broke the light.
Of course, the more I struggled, the more I got stuck.
And I've been here for 30 years.
Huh?
And how have you been surviving all these years?
Well, I guess I was pretty lucky that my shoe flew off
'cause then my toenails could grow out,
and then when scraps of food would roll to the back,
I could rake 'em in.
I'll tell you,
you kids eat the worst junk.
Mmm. Chocolate.
So, did you come to rescue me, big guy?
Uh, yeah. I suppose I could cut you free.
With my laser pen.
Oh, yeah.
Feels good.
Oh, I don't know how I could ever repay you.
Kids,
I'd like you to meet little Billy.
Hey, kiddos!
Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!
Dexter: And Billy, I'd like you to meet Becky and Gwen.
Hi. Hi.
Billy: Pleased to meet ya.
Dexter: They're the two, bill.
Even?
Even.
Hey! No, wait!
I never got my pencil back!
Pencil?
You know, you raked it in right before I found you.
Oh! Uh...That wasn't a licorice stick?
Licorice! Mmm.
[Laughing]
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