(The episode opens in the kids' room, where the three sleep peacefully. However, once the alarm goes off, that peace fades as they wake up with devilish faces, ready to battle for control of the computer.)
Anais
IT'S MY TURN!
(The kids each impede each other on reaching the computer. As Gumball jumps into the chair, Darwin throws a cup full of pencils over the seat, forcing Gumball to land on the pencils' sharp edges, shedding a tear in pain.)
Good move, but I can take it.
(Gumball turns the computer on, but the three discover it now needing a...)
(The bedroom door is pushed closed by the surprise culprit - their father!)
Were you standing behind that door all night for dramatic effect?
Then why does it look like your bladder's about to explode?
(Richard is then seen holding in his pee severely.)
You kids spend too much time on that thing. You should be playing outside.
Why do I have the feeling you sound like Mom right now?
Uh... (Nicole's arm appears holding a note.) "Your mother has nothing to do with this. I take full responsibility for being the bad cop this time. Read this or you sleep on the couch tonight."
"Procrastinator". Derived from the Mexican word, Procratalamación, which means "midnight snack", and the Viking word, astenator, which means "puckered cheeks". It describes a person sitting on a sandwich in the dark.
[Darwin sends a confused face at Gumball]
Of course I don't know, dude. You know how I use a dictionary...
[A flashback shows a sleeping Richard and Gumball emerging behind the couch with a dictionary. He slams it shut, creating a loud boom that scares Richard, causing his heart to literally burst out of his chest. Gumball disgustedly escapes the scene.]
Anais
A procrastinator is someone who always avoids their responsibilities by doing something else instead.
(laughs) That's ridiculous.
Gumball, you're such a procrastinator that you were four years old when you finished your first sentence. Even then, it was "I'll do it tomorrow."
Alright, enough chitchat. Help me up! I don't wanna break a leg before my hot date.
[The kids try to lift her out, but she is surprisingly heavy]
What the weight?! How can someone so small be so heavy?
Well, I have two metal hips, one orthopedic shoe, six gold teeth, a plate in my head and an industrial-strength pacemaker. I've got so much metal in me, I'm legally classified as a motor vehicle. Anyway, where's the rope?
[The kids look back to see the rope gone.]
(to Anais) Didn't I tell you to tie the end to something?
Anais
(to Darwin) Didn't I tell you to tie the end to something??
(to no one) Didn't I tell you to--
Oh, wait. Sorry. My bad. I didn't tell anyone to tie it.
(sighs) We need another plan.
SMr. Small
(through intercom) This is our territory, and YOU are now our prey...
What?! are you planning to eat us?!
SMr. Small
Yes. I ran out of tofu and soy milk. Say, you guys aren't on any antibiotics, are you? If I have to eat meat, I want it to be organic.
SMr. Small
I'm sorry, but it's survival of the fittest.
Good! Then you won't mind me doing this.
GDGumball, Darwin, Anais, Nicole and Richard
YEAAAAAAAAAH!
Why are you guys here? And why are you dressed like that?
Because, it's the apocalypse, and because… well, it-it's the apocalypse!
Anais
Society collapsed as soon as you resigned!
But that was only twenty minutes ago.
(An explosion occurs from far away.)
Yeah, and that's all the time it took for us to realize our mistake. We need to be reminded of how precious you are, so this is for you, Gary. (gives some money)
A $100 bill... Thank you.
Yeah, don't get too excited. Without you, there's no business, since nothing was being bought, which has ruined the economy and forced up inflation. This $100 bill could possibly get you as much as a rat burger and a kick in the teeth.
But, still, it came from the heart...but in that case, this pizza now costs $9,000.
Is it alright if I write you a roadkill check?
Yes! We now also accept payment in uranium, antibiotics and melee weapons.
(Gumball puts up a chair to protect him and Darwin from the exploding balloons.)
Hang in there, buddy. We're almost there!
(Anais then bursts out of the shed, holding a 2-liter cola bottle.)
Anais
Not so fast, boys! (cowboy accent) I drop this unbranded mint into this here unbranded cola, it'll give me enough firepower to blast you through that darn fence!
(cowboy accent) What are you gonna do with all them cupcakes? There's one of you and there's two of us.
Anais
They're for my friends only. I don't want you there eating everything and weirding them out. Just give up, and that'll be the end of it. Otherwise--
Alright! We surrender... (normal voice) Oh, look! Your friends are here!
Anais
(gasps) Really?!
(Gumball and Darwin immediately gorge on the cupcakes, but they stop, twitching their eyes until their faces contort from the taste.)
These aren't cupcakes. They're lemons! And the icing is baking soda!
(The chemical reaction from the baking soda and lemon juice causes fizzy bubbles to burst from the boys' eyes and mouths.)
Anais
The real stuff is in the shed.
(Anais drops the mint into the cola and blasts the boys through the fence with the cola cannon.)
Rocky! We need to get to the mall so we can sell out and make a load of cash!
Oh, sure. No probs- [Starts to glitch out before he can finish his sentence]
[The bus starts moving but the glitching begins to infect the bus and everything it comes in contact with. The Wattersons scream as the bus glitches out of control but their screams are temporarily switched to lovely-sounding tweeting birds as the sound begins to cut in and out as well. The bus then glitches into the air before falling back down smoothly, phasing through the ground. The bus then hits Doughnut Sheriff and Mr. Robinson who were glitched as well]
[The bus continues to glitch and the Wattersons continue to scream as the bus begins to break down. The sound begins to drop in quality as well]
We need to get out of here!
[The family jumps out of the bus as it continues to disintergrate to nothing. The family then runs towards the mall]
We got to sign that contract before there is nothing left of Elmore!
[The environment then immediately switches from a barely 3D environment to a storyboard as the Wattersons are running through the Mall Parking lot]
[Muffled] We're... almost... there!
[Muffled] Are you sure? Cos' it doesn't look like we're moving.
[The panels then begin to speed up as the Wattersons are apparently moving faster than before]
[Muffled] AAARGH! 'Too faaast!!!
GDGumball, Darwin, Anais, Nicole and Richard
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOAH!!!
[Their speed boosts up, which allows them to break through the storyboard panel borders and tear through the entrance of the mall. After they crash through the door, the environment is reduced to a hand-drawn background and the Wattersons become sticky notes]
[Muffled] Where's Joyful Burger?!
[Muffled] It's that way! [Points in a direction]
Anais
[Muffled] Err... it's over there. [Sticks her thumb in the opposite direction]
[Nicole's arm is suddenly erased]
AAAAAAAHHH!!!! [Only for it to be drawn back pointing in the right direction] Oh. I meant that way.
[The Wattersons run into Joyful Burger, now crude post-it note drawings]
[In a computer-generated voice with Australian accent] Then hurry up before it's too late!
[The Wattersons, except Gumball, all sign the contract, causing their animation and the environment to revert back to normal, while Gumball remains a sticky note]
[The camera cuts to Gumball, still a post-it note drawing. He grabs the pencil on the contract]
[Puts down pencil] Wait. Are we really going to become clichés of ourselves just to sell a few burgers? Isn't there a way to survive in this world without selling out? Not everything has a price! Some things are more precious than money! Like dignity! Freedom! Love! Sorry, Larry, but you could have all the money in the world and you still couldn't afford the Wattersons!
[at Elmore Junior High, Gumball and Darwin try to resolve Anais's violence issues]
Okay, first I want you to learn what it means to hurt someone.
Anais
I'm the one who— [Gumball angrily interrupts her]
NO ARGUING! You wanna use violence? Then first you need to understand how it makes people feel!
Anais
[confused] Wait, what?
Anais
Guys, you don't understand.
Do it! [Darwin grabs Anais' hand and forces her to slap Gumball. He acts dramatically] Oh, I feel pain! But also sorrow. Isn't there a better solution to our problem? [Darwin grabs Anais entirely and throws her on top of Gumball] Gaargh! The violence inflicted upon me has instilled a rage! That can only lead to more violence. [Gumball picks up Anais, and uses her like a baton to hit Darwin. Darwin moans dramatically]
As an innocent bystander I feel unjustly hurt. The violence has now become...a vicious circle!
[Again, they use her limp arms to slap each other. The action escalates into Anais becoming a small, involuntary chain-slapping tornado]
See what happens when you let yourself be an instrument of violence?! Everyone gets hurt!
Anais
You don't understand! I'm the one who's getting picked on! [Gumball grabs Anais by the cheeks to abruptly stop the spin]
Then forget everything I said.
[Gumball suddenly transforms into a Super Saiyan, including the art style of the referenced anime]
LET'S NAIL THIS GUYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!
Come on, man. We both know this is just posturing. [Gumball causally reverts back to normal]
Yeah, but I thought you might buy it if I went big. Let's just try to find an actual solution.
(On the bus...)
Hiding is not gonna make it go away, and why on earth would you invite him to a sleepover?
Whoever pays for lunch gets a sleepover. It's a social contract.
You're talking out of your backside, dude.
At least you'll be there to support me.
(Darwin gets off the bus at Banana Joe's house)
I'm having a sleepover at Banana Joe's. I predicted you'd do something like this, so I decided to get out of the house for the evening.
Fine! I don't need you! I still have Anais!
(Anais pops out of Darwin's backpack.)
Anais
Nope. You made your bed, and now you have awkwardly lie next to a stranger in it.
(Gumball yells, slamming his butt against the back windshield of the bus in despair as it departs.)