[Cubbi's moonlighting as the Crimson Avenger has taken a toll on him. Not even the Gummi Glen Gummies know of his heroic work, as it is doubtful they would approve of him helping humans]
Grammi
Cubbi dear, are you all right? You look a little peaked.
[weak from lack of sleep] No, I am fine.
[Cubbi's head drops and lands face first in his breakfast]
Bah! That Crimson Avenger nonsense is keeping you awake at night!
[Cubbi comes to full alert]
[nervous] What?! How did you find out?!
Simple. Look how excited you get when someone mentions his name. You probably stay up all hours of the dawn pretending you are him.
[Cubbi silently breathes a sigh of relief]
This crimson clown knows the forest too well. He is a threat to Gummi security!
[Gruffi bangs his fist on the table]
But he protects people in trouble.
Hero schmero! Gummis, not humans, defend Gummis. Just remember that.
If it is not too much trouble, would someone please pass me the milk?
[Gruffi rolls eyes]
[Milk pitcher floats above table, amazing all the Gummis, except Gruffi who cannot reach the floating pitcher]
Sorry about that. M-milk pmout dmown!
[Milk pours on Gruffi instead of in his glass. Cubbi and Sunni giggle while Tummi looks in surprise. Gruffi is obviously annoyed]
I make a simple request, and you have to put on a magic show!
Grammi
Gruffi is right, Zummi. Lately you use a spell to do everything.
But magic lets me do my part around here. Why, since the medallion opened the Great Book, magic has become my life!
Then it is a pretty sad life.
Grammi
Gruffi!
Well, it is true. You could not do serious magic if your life depended on it. Face it, compared to the ancient Gummis, you are a rank amateur.
[enraged] Amateur, am I? Well, I will show you!
[Gruffi, Grammi and Zummi approach Zorlok's subterranean prison, which is surrounded by a moat of lava. They are surprised to see a giant statue of a Gummi soldier so deep beneath the Earth]
Grammi
Great Gummi's ghost!
[Zummi studies base of statue]
It is an ancient Gummi warning.
Grammi
Well, what does it say?
All Gummi bears are forbidden to cross this bridge.
[Gruffi and Grammi shudder in fear]
The ancients wrapped a tizard here, uh, I mean trapped a wizard here.
Grammi
What did he do to deserve that?
Some very horrible things to oppress people. He also tried to steal the Great Book.
He is not going anywhere, Zummi. Without your Gummi medallion the Book is worthless to him.
Amateur or not, I lost the Book, so it is my responsibility to get it back.
[Zummi crosses bridge]
Grammi
Zummi, no! It is too dangerous!
[Monster emerges from passageway and abducts Zummi]
[Gruffi and Grammi start to cross bridge but monster stomps its feet, causing the bridge to collapse into the lava]
Do not worry, Zummi. We will save you!
Grammi
The only issue is: How?
[Gruffi's bedroom. Alarm clock rings. Gruffi rises from bed then begins his disciplined regimen in the comfortable surroundings of Gummi Glen]
[exercising] One, two. One, two.
[brushing teeth] One, two, three, four, five, six.
Gruffi straightens an askew picture embroidered with the Gummi seal and a statement
EEmbroidery
Live Each Day the Gummi Way.
That is the key to an orderly life.
[Gruffi enters kitchen, but sees a state of disarray with the others. Sunni is playing the flute while Cubbi is banging a cork into a teakettle]
I have waited a half hour for my toast.
Grammi
Now, where did I put that miserable pan?
Sunni, leave Grammi alone so she can make breakfast. You all think I am getting fat, like Tummi. Well I am not, these are love handles.
[talking to himself] Bear's fur! This looks like a job for an organized mind.
[Gruffi confiscates flute from Sunni]
[Gruffi confiscates teakettle from Cubbi, sitting Cubbi in a chair and placing teakettle atop stove]
Cubbi, steam is dangerous.
[Gruffi takes a plate of toast off table and hands it to Zummi]
Here Zummi, eat. Is that the pan you want, Grammi?
[Gruffi points out pan in sink]
Grammi
Uh, why, yes. Thank you for sorting it out.
It was simple. I am an orderly person. By the way, anyone seen where Tummi has gone with my tools?
I do not know. Lately he has been sneaking off somewhere.
[No one notices teakettle is boiling and steam is building up]
Well, I am going to find him. I do not want my tools to come to any..
[Teakettle boils and the steam causes the cork to fly off, hitting Gruffi in the rear]