Madame Foster
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday! Today's not Sunday, but friends from all over the house have joined together for the first-ever Foster's Dare Cup Tournament! They will endure intense physical trials, face life-changing humiliation…and maybe eat a worm. All for the chance of winning the title "Ultimate Dare Master!" Let the dares begin! Round 1 – Bloopy Pants VS. Preparation Ape. Dare!
PAPreparation Ape
Punch a friend in the butt.
[Bloopy Pants sneaks up behind Frankie while she's washing dishes, punches her in the buttocks and dashes away]
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Dare!
Lay out by the pool without (wearing) sunblock.
[Preparation Ape is laying outside by the pool on a beach chair, in pain; gives in by squirting loads of sunblock on himself]
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Winner: Bloppy Pants. Round 2 – Bloo VS. Rodney Squiddlebeak. Dare!
RRodney
Handlebar mustache draw!
[Bloo successfully draws a handlebar mustache on his face with a marker]
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Dare!
Braid Creaky Pete's beard!
[Rodney tries to braid Creaky Pete's beard, but fails when a swarm of bats fly out]
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Winner: Bloo. Round 3 – Mac VS. Yogi Boo Boo. Players, to the ready. Dare!
Mac, I dare you to… [thinking] Eh, to…
BBoomer
Give him a mohawk.
Make him admit he loves someone.
Make it Frankie. Mac loves Frankie. He’ll never be able to do that one.
He's had a crush on her like forever.
Nuh-uh! I do not! Everyone loves me like a dear little brother more than Mac.
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Let's see here. [reading Sam Burger's message from the bottle] "Ronald and I have survived the shipwreck and washed to shore on a deserted island."
[Cut to the deserted island where Sam Burger and Ronald washed up on after surviving the shipwreck]
[writing his message; desperately] I hope this note reaches someone in time. We're running out of coconuts. There's nothing else to eat. [looks over to Ronald, craving with hunger and hallucinating] And I don't like the way Ronald is looking at me. Ronnie? You doing okay? [Ronald hallucinates him as a chicken drumstick] Ron? It's me, your old pal Sam. Ron?
[Bloppy Pants crashes a trailer truck into the foyer and jumps out]
[shocked] Master Bloppy Pants?! What have you done?!
Only thing I could do! Had to escape the horrors of the outside world! COULDN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! [opens up the back doors of the truck, revealing all the recently adopted imaginary friends] So I went and saved the others and brought us all back to Foster's.
[hugs Jackie as he hops out; happily] Jackie!
[The other imaginary friends hop out of the truck and enter the house]
IFImaginary Friend Crayon
I was actually quite happy in my new home.
EEveryone
[surprised as Sam Burger hops out] Sam Burger?!
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[puzzled] But how did you-- how could you-- who am I?
That Bloppy Pants is a miracle worker.
EEveryone
[as Eduardo is the last to hop out of the truck; happily] Eduardo!
[surprised] But, but… we thought you were shot!
Sí. I was shot. [takes out a magazine with him on the cover] With a telephoto lens. The hunters turned out to be reporters looking for Samsquatch, or Bigfoot. Then they got a good look at me, and start calling me "big butt" instead. I no can stay Ezzie anymore. Her papa no like the paparazzi. Be honest, does this photo make my heinie look muy grande?
It's good to have you home, Ed.