[notices some slime on the floor] Huh? Look, Chum Chum, slime! [looks at it through a magnifying glass] Come on, secret phrase. Show yourself. [The slime shapes itself to read "I DON'T KNOW"] Oh! Even the slime doesn't know!
What if we zoom in and enhance? [pulls out a bigger magnifying glass to zoom closer on the slime, revealing the Nickelodeon logo on the letter O in "KNOW"]
"Copyright Ni-Ni-Ni-Ni-Ni-Ni-Ni-Ni-Nickelodeon". That's it! If we can't get the slime to come to us, then we'll go to the place where the slime was born. [he and Chum Chum put on star-shaped sunglasses]
BBoth
Hollywood, California! [a background of Hollywood lowers behind them, then collapses]
But, Fanboy, how are we gonna get there? [removes his sunglasses]
[removes his sunglasses] Good question, Chum Chum. I don't… [brief pause as slime dangles above him until…] We'll take the plane.
[A fedora lands on Fanboy's head as the plane flies off. A map shows the duo flying to Hollywood with a trail of red lines behind them. The plane flies around wildly as they arrive at Hollywood while screaming. In live-action, Fanboy and Chum Chum, still in animation, crashland in Nickelodeon Studios. The security guard, Don Newhouse, faces them]
DNDon Newhouse
Beautiful Slime Day. I.D.?
[stands up as he dusts himself] It's nice to meet you, D. I, Fanboy.
[pops out of Fanboy's head] And I, Chum Chum.
DNDon Newhouse
[as the boys enter the building] Watch your head.
[Inside, the boys approach a door labeled "President"]
Nickelodeon President. [cracks his knuckles] I know how to get his attention.
[In his office, the Nickelodeon President, a man with a big mustache, talks on a yellow telephone]
PPresident
[laughing; on the phone] I love it! I love it! [as the camera zooms in on his face] But you can't do that on television!
[kicks the door open] Say hello to my friend. [shows Chum Chum, who is small, to the President] Chum Chum.
[The Hall Monitors catch everyone running amok]
EVERYBODY, SLOW DOWN!!! [everyone stops] NOW, GIRLS TO THE LEFT-- AND BOYS TO THE RIGHT! AND KEEP THAT SKATEBOARD OUTTA SIGHT! Hey, that rhymed.
[Fanboy and Chum Chum listen to the Tomb of Kingboy story on the tape recorders]
FNFemale Narrator
Welcome to the audio tour of: The Tomb of Kingboy. [Fanboy and Chum Chum nod] Many years ago, there lived a young boy king -- Kingboy. He was tall and handsome and not the least bit annoying.
[commenting on Kingboy, who looks like him] Boy, they had some flat heads back then!
FNFemale Narrator
In those days, there lived a merchant named Lenses. He was known across the land for his grumpy temperament and terrible customer service.
LLenses
Here's your stupid- uh I mean... [kneels down] Oh, royal Kingboy, here is the beverage you requested.
KKingboy
Ooh! A Sandy Salty Slurp! [drinks his Sandy Salty Slurp, burps and throws the cup in Lenses' face] Oh, Lenses, Would you pull my finger? [holds up his finger and giggles]
KKingboy
[pokes him in the nose] How 'bout now?
KKingboy
[pokes him again] How 'bout now?
KKingboy
[serious] Lenses, I am your king!
[Lenses growls and pulls Kingboy's finger, gets covered in flies as Kingboy laughs]
I like that king! He's funny!
[Kingboy continues laughing and hits Lenses on the head with his staff]
FNFemale Narrator
Lenses grew tired of the king's hilarious antics, and he hatched an evil plan. Please press 12 if you wish to hear Lenses' evil plan. [Fanboy and Chum Chum do so] So, Lenses locked Kingboy in a pyramid. Lenses gloated about his cleverness, but his actions did not sit well with the ancient god, Chumnubis. Chumnubis cast a powerful curse on Lenses, that turned him into dust, so that he would be a nuisance to all for the rest of eternity! We hope you've enjoyed this audio tour of the Tomb of Kingboy. Please stop by our gift shop as you exit the Tomb.
FCFanboy and Chum Chum
Gift shop!
[They belly-bonk, giggle and exit]
If this bus keeps a-rockin', I'm comin' a-knockin'!
EEverybody
[gasps] Lunch Lady Cram?!
Lunch Lady Cram is my sister. [puts on her bus driver hat] I'm Bus Lady Cram!
Oh, yeah, you both have the same pretty snarl.
Oh, dear. We're trapped on the bus and we're headed for the Glop Mines! Suddenly I don't feel so... [barfs]
This is supposed to be a field trip, isn't it? WELL, START SINGING!
EEveryone
[singing] Ninety-nine buckets of glop on the wall, ninety-nine buckets of glop, if one of those buckets should happen to fall...
[seeing what they believe is the Glop Monster]
Urrrrr!! It's gonna grab us, and spin us around, and then swallow us in its fiery mouth!
We're gonna travel through its pitch-black gullet, tortured by the screams of our companions!
And just when we think it's done with us, it's gonna spit us out, THEN SUCK US BACK IN!!!
[Dollar-nator has hid himself, camouflaged as the Chimp Chomp machine]
Dollar-nator, you missed your chance.
Looks like we're gonna have to bring him out of his shell.
[The Robo-mance song starts]
Chum Chum, give me eight fingers.
[Using his "super strength," Chum Chum lifts Fanboy up into the tree. Fanboy pushes the branches apart and peeks through]
[Singsong] Pinata? I know you're in there! I can see your glowing, red eyes! [Normal] Huh.
