[Aerrow is in jail, but the Storm Hawks have discovered that he is innocent]
You're a little late. It seems a Scarlet Maw Razor-Fang Arachnoid got loose in his cell. Oops.
Gah! If that's true, then Aerrow is doomed! Double-doomed!
[Aerrow and Radarr enter]
I wouldn't be so sure, Stork.
Impossible! But how did you...? He said it was...
I have Radarr to thank for springing me from prison. As for the spider - Stork, it turns out that this is a Scarlet Maw Tickle-Fang.
[Radarr gives the spider to Stork]
The non-poisonous kind. Ah, that's disappointing, in a glad-you're-alive sort of way.
[to Carver] Master Cyclonis'll be disappointed your big plan crashed and burned!
[laughs] Her? Cyclonis has nothing to do with this. It's all about you and me! It's about payback!
[Aerrow defeated carver with the Lightning Claw]
Aerrow two, Carver, zerah.
So, I traded in the Arachnoid for a new pet. This one is most assuredly the deadliest on Atmos. Wanna see?
[Stork shows the other Storm Hawks his new pet. They recoil in disgust]
[lovingly] I know. Isn't it great!? What should we name him!?
[The Storm Hawks are making a quick stop at the Wayside]
OK, if we wanna make the concert, everybody's got five minutes to do what they need to do, and then we gotta go.
Great. I just need to grab another Turbo Crystal.
[Stork comes crashing out of the Condor in his Storkmobile]
I need a new proton impeller.
Er, if you're wondering why he didn't go on the Condor, don't ask.
C2Cyclonian #2
Do you know what my greatest fear is? That when they make the movie about Master Cyclonis' conquest of the Atmos, my role will be so insignificant they'll refer to me in the credits as... [sniffs] "Cyclonian #2".
[Radarr is on Cyclonian #2's cruiser. He uses a radio to contact the Storm Hawks]
Radarr! Boy, are we glad to hear your voice!
[Radarr 'speaks', but the Storm Hawks can't understand him]
What? I-I can't understand what you're saying.
[Radarr chirrups again]
[taking a wild guess] Um... OK. You're stuck in a lava cave with rampaging magma beasts.
I don't like the way Radarr's signal suddenly went dead.
Don't worry. We tracked the transmission. We're headed right to him.
And thanks to that Turbo Crystal, we're going twice our max speed. Eh-heh. We couldn't slow down if we wanted to.
[Cyclonian #2 has been defeated by chickens]
Sir, Ravess is on the line. If it's any consolation, it doesn't seem like she'll soon forget the name of, as she put it, "Commander Chicken Feather".
That's the last of Snipe's posse!
Great job, Finn! Now it's just Snipe and us!
Wow. Things might actually be looking... good.
[to Snipe] Think you can take us all on?
Don't have to. I'll let my new friend do it! [laughs]
[Snipe presses a button on a remote control. A giant fan appears]
Eh, yeah. That's the last time I ever get optimistic.
[After Snipe's fan broke down]
One of these days, Snipe's gonna come up with a weapon that actually works and then we'll be in real danger.
[Stork is lying on the couch, a bag of ice on his head]
It was a close enough call for me. [whispering softly] I can still feel the breeze...
Uh, Stork... that's not the wind.
[As Stork opens one eye, he sees a Merbian carrier pigeon floating above him, a rolled-up piece of parchment held in its claws; naturally, he screams in panic]
[After reading the scroll, Finn wonders aloud what the "rites of Elp" is, asking, "Does it hurt?"]
More than you could ever imagine! For one day each year, every Merb, no matter where they are, must submit themselves for the most punishing task imaginable! [gasps dramatically] We must... [whispering menacingly] volunteer!
That's it? What's the big deal?
But it could be anything! Like cleaning hairy snoz-blat drains, or feeding the mouthless maggle-throps...
Does it have to be something terrible?
[A transport vessel arrives. A Merb in a red uniform steps out to hand Stork a form]
MMerb
They're all yours. [he quickly detaches the trailer, and departs]
[after reading the aforementioned form] Um, it says I'm supposed to go camping at some place called Terra Fauna, with 3 young Sky Scouts!? As their...
[The door on the trailer opens loudly, and three young Merbs yell in excitement, then zip over in front of Stork]
YMYoung Merbs
[in unison] Are you our new Sky Scout master!?
[dejectedly] Yes... no-no! Ehhhgh! [faints]
[Aerrow is standing over Stork, who fainted after seeing what he had "volunteered" for]
Everything's fine, Stork.
Oh... Aerrow, what a relief... I had a dream that I was- [hears the scouts chatting excitedly] Ugh... So, uh.. it wasn't a dream.
[After each name, the scene cuts to the kid who's named, starting with one boy wearing a red hankerchief and matching socks, jumping over the table then standing up triumphantly]
Huh... oh, I could do lotsa cool moves if this place were bigger!
[Cuts to a boy wearing an orange hankerchief and matching socks]
[points to random levers, then pulls them] Hey, what's this do? And this? Oh, I know a lot about machines and stuff...
[Piper begins chasing after him]
What's that thing? [tightens a bolt on one of the cannons] I could make this way better.
[The cannon springs forward, followed closely by a frustrated Piper who groans in protest]
[Cuts to a boy wearing a blue hankerchief and matching socks]
[hugging Radarr tightly] I love animals... I-I, I can talk to them... [imitates Radarr's growls]
[Radarr looks horrified, then runs away, with Pydge chasing after him excitedly]
Oh, hey, where ya goin'? Come back, I wanna talk to ya...
[to Stork] You should get going... now...
[to Stork] The manual says you're supposed to teach us.
[points to a tree Griffin is climbing] Well, I know that that type of tree is where the poisonous bark-snark usually lives.
[Griffin jumps down. Pydge makes an animal call]
Go ahead, make that sound again, and see what happens when a Bog Howler answers you...
[Owlsley is drilling into a tree trunk]
And that could be a tree trunk, but it also might be a giant galumpous foot...
[Owlsley stops drilling]
[holds up a brown paper bag, shaking it menacingly] And what's this?
That's my lunch! Gimme that! [takes it from him]
A harmless tree snake? [motions to a purple snake climbing a tree]
Yes, but if it had a red spot on its head, it would be a venomous scapper serpent.
[A Bog Howler is up a tree]
And is that ugly thing harmless, or is it something scary like a Bog Howler?
[calmly] Um, no, that is a Bog Howler.
[referring to a Bog Howler ready to attack them] How do we stop it?
I'm going with throwing stuff at it!
Here's a little conversation starter.
[Stork throws a rock at the Bog Howler. The Sky Scouts join in, picking up random things to lob at it]
Not my lunch! Not my radio!
[The Condor is flying upside-down]
Not nearly as scary as what I'm gonna do to that kid for messing up our controls!
