The Forbidden Island

Liquor Island was a refinery built on the Yummy Rum Sea. The tankers were giant bottles containing any flavor of beer or alcohol, pumped and filtered from the ocean. Although Sweetian adults could stomach alcohol more safely than non-Sweetians, the air of this ocean was too sickening for children to breathe. It was therefore President Pawtucket's strict policy to not allow children on the island or surrounding waters. It was even such consideration that earned Pawtucket a place among the Top 10 Uncles. However, as long as one was above the age of 21, adults could come, party, and go as they pleased.

Alarms began ringing on the island, heard by all surrounding ships. "All ships be on the lookout for three underage children! They just passed the blockade on a waterbike and are closing in on the island! Subdue them, learn their parents' identity, and have them harshly scolded! …Oh, but if they're KND operatives, arrest them."

"YAHOOOOO!" Sheila felt a rush of excitement as she and Mason zoomed the sea on a raccoon waterbike, the boy hugging his captain's waist with a frightened expression. "There are no age restrictions to an adventurer!"

Melody water-sliced a cannonball headed their way, skiing the water with her bending. "Just be careful not to fall in! We ain't gonna beat anybody with mushy brains."

"I can't believe Augustus designed this planet with a beer ocean." Mason whined. "Even he don't like the stuff, it's way more unhealthy than soda is."

"At least the old bloke is open-minded." Sheila complied. "But 'ey, why not halt production while we're here?" (Play "Machine Labyrinth" from Sonic Rush!)

Stage 44: Liquor Island

Mission: Apprehend Pawtucket Pat!

Sheila expertly dodged rounds of cannonballs from the left or right, and after seeing a small geyser begin to rise up, she quickly sped her bike over it, allowing it to shoot them up and over an electric barrier. Chumba-Wumbas rode out alongside them on their own waterbikes, shooting nets, but Sheila hit the brake to slow down, evade, and knock the Wumbas off with Light Spheres. Mason shot Gas Bombs back to take down pursuers from the rear. They swerved in a snake fashion around some ships and were nearing the island's pier. Five rows of electric fences tried to block them, so Melody surfed ahead and pulled up an arched wave, allowing the duo to surf over. The bike came to a bumpy landing on the island's pier. Melody surfed around the island's waters to help distract the other pirates.

Under Sherry's chi, the beer drums grew eyes and wobbled toward the kids, spitting beer bullets. Mason grabbed the toxic bullets and diced the cans with Water Slices. The pier was destroyed partway, but Mason noticed some of the drums were empty and non-sentient, so they chucked the drums into the water to float. Sheila punched some drums further across, allowing the duo to platform them to the other side. From there, they were nearing the main island, but the pirates rolled out the Brat Bouncer, a large robot on wheels with a bouncy belly. The robot bounced Sheila's spheres right back and shot nets at the kids. Mason dodged toward the robot and bent soda over its wheels, hardening the substance so it stuck the wheels to the ground. It wasn't able to turn as Sheila ran to its side to climb a ladder to the cockpit and KO the Chumba pilot.

The duo approached a group of giant slanted bottles pointed at one-another, pouring gentle beer-falls, and Sheila punched their dials to turn them up as the falls became long arches and hit the other bottles. The two could jump up to the lowest one and ride its current to the next and so on. The last wave brought them above a wall, overlooking a yard of large, sealed canisters. Some of the corks of said canisters were rumbling from looseness, so Mason reached his bending through the corks to force the beer to spurt out, lifting the corks to be used as platforms.

They saw round ghosts in workers' hats floating around: they were Booze, spotting the intruders with drunken smiles. The Booze air-rolled at them, but Sheila could briefly disperse them with light, plus their drunken states caused them to miss. The duo could jump to a board leading further into the refinery. They arrived at a river of beer, seeing muscular, yellow-skinned men called Duff Dudes on surfboards and using beerbending to make waves. A surfboard was available, the kids sharing grins as they boarded it. Mason's bending stirred the waves to carry them, and Sheila handled knocking down the Duffs, since they wouldn't tolerate children on their waters. After Sheila KO'ed them all, Mason willed a wave to stretch up to a high enclosing with a chest.

As they continued upriver, Mason rose waves to get them over spikes, and Sheila punched the tops of turret towers to KO the commanders. They were surfing down a sloped river, where Sheila had to shoot rapid spheres at a cog to turn it and open a gate. Past the gate, they disembarked on a ledge. They entered a dark corridor, seeing many yellow eyes glaring from the ceiling. Expecting another bat trap, Sheila lit her fists, and Rum Bats swooped down. A nip from them would inebriate the kids, so Mason whipped them out of the air quickly. They entered a dark room with a single lit rum-bottle torch, with several other taller torches aligned along the wall. Mason could bend a drop of rum out of a normal bottle and use it to attract a Rum Bat. He made it fly through the flame and catch fire like a Keese, then lured it to fly around and light the torches.

The smell of burning rum was total torture, but it opened an exit. They entered a tall shaft where large bottle bottoms pumped in-and-out of the wall. Sheila Wall Jumped up while they were coming out, Mason following her example. The duo exited to a walkway in the middle of a beer lake. To either side were deck cafés where drunk adults were enjoying their selves. "Mmmoooo!" A Blue Bull was guarding the bridge, preparing to charge the kids. Sheila smirked and spun her fist, accepting its challenge. Sheila's fist proved stronger than the bull as it was KO'ed. The bridge ended at a rail snaking along the lake, Sheila holding Mason's hand as they grinded it.

This rail was actually a long pipe, and they were horrified to see it was broken off up ahead, the pipe slanting leftward. Sheila punched spheres forward to halt their grinding while Mason mustered his bending to bend the pipe to reconnect with its detached part. They resumed grinding, but halted before another broken part. They saw a small pipe segment floating a few feet away, so Mason bent the waves to make it float over and connect the way. For the next broken segment, they had a choice between connecting to a left pipe or a right one. The right pipe seemed to lead under-beer while the left one didn't, so left it was! Sheila briefly halted them again so Mason could bend a floating treasure chest toward them.

The rail let them off on a giant spinning bottle cap, the duo having to platform an archipelago of caps. There were Guiness Toucans perched on bars and balancing beer glasses. They spat bullet grapes at the duo, and their force combined with the spinning caps knocked them off balance, so Sheila punched them down with greater aggression. They finally made it to a stable ground, taking a moment to catch their brains. This pier was rather wide as distant cannons were launching bottle missiles, Sheila intercepting them with her spheres before they could land. Bundle-Wumbas tried to ram them in strong spherical armor. Sheila's spheres would bounce off their armor, but Mason could catch the beer-missiles in his bending and direct them against the Wumbas to defeat them.

Mason and Sheila stepped onto a long, narrow board that slightly tilted from their weight. They rushed to the other side, but had nowhere to go. "WHOOOOAAA!" A missile crashed the other end of the board, flinging them back to the wide pier. The kids ran through again and returned to the board. Mason grabbed a missile and directed it to explode against the opposite end, causing the board to fling them to another one across the lake. This board was rotating, so when Mason caught the missile, he would have to smash the other side when they were facing a platform. They jumped up a stairway of platforms, which ended at a group of seven colored platforms.

The platform stairway sank behind them, leaving the duo stranded on these seven. A Chumba-Wumba floating on a pod raised a green and red flag, so Mason and Sheila jumped to those platforms before the others sank. They rose up, then he showed blue and pink, so those platforms were safe. From then on, the entire set wouldn't raise up, so the kids would have to jump to where the safe platforms would rise based on flag. The Chumba waved yellow and white, black and red, then solely sky, then green, pink, red, blue, going faster each time as the kids reacted by a heartbeat.

The Chumba stopped at pink, allowing the two to catch their breath. …The Chumba slowly lowered the flag, and the platform slowly lowered. Mason and Sheila were worried, knowing he was going to suddenly raise a flag and they'd have to react quickly. …Just as the platform touched the beer—HE RAISED THE BLACK FLAG—they jumped over said central platform, and it BLASTED out of the beer with a force that launched them away!

They flew to a very wide, round island and hit the top of a Big Mom flagpole, swapping it with a gold Raccoon flag! Melody seemed to have arrived there beforehand. (End song.)

"I kept my eyes on the sky for that very reason." Melody remarked, swaying two beers in her hands. "Want a drink?"

"You're joking, right?" Mason asked.

"Yeah, but it was real hard to swim through all this without touching any. Anyhoo, I haven't seen the commander anywhere. The only thing I can think of to attract him is… well, to taste a sip."

Mason took a bottle with great, stomach-clenching disgust. "Um…are you sure?" he asked meekly.

"Relax, you're a poisonbender. If it does any real damage, me and Haruka can fix it no problem."

"Mmmm…ukay…" Mason hesitantly bent a single little drop out of the bottle. He stuck his tongue out, just a bit. The droplet jittered in his control as he very slowly… lowered it… to his tongue…

"NAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH…!" Massive geysers erupted out of the beer, forming a trail toward the platform until a man burst out of one. Pawtucket splashed on his feet and swiped the bottles away with his bending. "NO UNDERAGE CHILDREN ALLOWED ON MY-"

Melody's glowing Water Fist smashed him in the face, the beer man reeling back. "Word of advice, buddy, if you don't want children to drink beer, you shouldn't make beer to begin with."

"Grrrr… how did you do that?!" Pawtucket asked, rubbing his cheek. "Did you use Haki with your waterbending?"

"I tweaked my normal healing to use Purification." Melody smiled proudly, strutting her glowing water. "I can Purify any contaminated liquid, including alcohol. Seems it even penetrates your Logia defense."

"And she ain't the only one." Mason bent some soda out of his hands and socked Pawtucket with a Soda Fist. "I can Purify soda the same way!"

"But for now, I think we'll call this battle early." And with that, both benders grabbed the beer-made brewer in their power, raising him against his will.

"Nnnngg… you brats… You have picked a REALLY bad time for this…"

"What, are the Big Moms having trouble?" Mason teased. "You scared that you're the only crew we haven't beaten, yet? You were pretty lucky to survive this long, but ain't nothing's gonna spare you from our wrath!"

"Dang right!" Sheila cheered. "So, surrender to my crew if ya don't want a bloody beating!"

"Sunny Fist…" Pawtucket rasped. "You… little pieces of shit… It's all YOUR fault." The two felt their grips weakening, applying more force. "If you little cretins would've just stayed home, if you didn't get in our way, Grandma would've never done this…" The greater his anger grew, the harder it became to restrain him. "Everything that's happening… IT'S YOUR FAULT!"

A wall of beer erupted around the platform, closing in and engulfing the brewer. The beer retreated and sank down, revealing Pawtucket on the surface. "I don't care, anymore! You little shits wanna drink beer?! I'll drown you to death and MAKE GRANDMA PROUD!" (Play "Boss" from Sonic Rush Adventure!)

Boss fight: Minister of Beer, Snack Commander, PAWTUCKET PAT

Pawtucket skied out onto the lake, Mason and Melody pursuing. The brewer swerved in a snakelike fashion and sent gushes, the two expertly evading. He suddenly vanished from sight when they went around a gush, the surface settling as they searched around—a giant Beer Fist blasted up from beneath, blowing the kids apart, then several fists shot out of the central fist to land rapid-punches. Mason and Melody grabbed the fists in bending and applied Purity. This had no remarkable effect on the fake fists, but one fist on either side was revealed to be Pawtucket's. The kids grabbed either arm in their own element and twisted, hearing Pawtucket scream from pain.

They landed in the beer and kept their selves surfaced, watching as Pawtucket skied away. He would spin and shoot flaming droplets at them, so Mason and Melody held up liquid shields to block them as they chased. Pawtucket submerged, then emerged with three clones that skied apart from him (and he himself assumed the color of beer). The two picked a clone and chased, throwing a fist at it, but either clone dissolved as the real Pat thrusted fists at them. Pat called up five clones this time; an aggravated Melody zoomed around the area with greater speed and amassed all the beer in her bending, using greater chi to Purify the whole zone and the clones with it. Pawtucket gasped upon his discovery and dove under-beer.

The kids dove after, producing a constant barrier of Purity around them. Pawtucket shot exploding bubbles, all while maneuvering like a merman. His speed was superior in this filth, so Mason bent some Green Flurp into his mouth, gesturing Melody to grab on as he swam with greater speed. Like a rocket turbo, he chased Pat, the brewer redirecting on a dime, but Melody could help Mason steer these tight turns, catching up and grabbing hold of Pat. They pummeled him with Purity punches until Pat escaped again. He dispersed into bubbles, melding with the beer itself.

The two searched for his whereabouts, keeping their breath stabilized. They almost lost it when a giant, demonic face exploded in their vision!! Pawtucket hammered his titanic teeth together before trying to suck them in. They hurriedly swam the opposite way, steadily getting farther—the massive face dispersed and reappeared in front, the kids quickly changing direction. As the pattern kept repeating, Mason guzzled more soda to regain his speed, supporting the weight of himself and Melody. The anchorgirl could then mold larger fists within the depths and punch Pat's face, making sure to land solid hits to the teeth so he would stop sucking.

The furious brewer conjured a whirlpool that sucked them up to the surface, where they would be thrown onto the starting platform. Mel and Mason quickly bent the beer off their selves and caught their breath. Another wall of beer raised and sealed the platform. Drunken Clams appeared on liquid platforms that had emerged, spitting pearl-bullets, but Mason took them down with Gas Bombs. Columns slid from one side of the beer to the next, the kids dodging. The columns slid in cross fashions, and Mason became drenched in one, disgusted by the substance in his clothes. The wall sank as a colossal, liquid Pawtucket revealed himself.

Melody entered Water Fury and Mason drank Silver Flurp. They jumped into the beer and formed their own colossuses, leaving the alcoholic components out. Melody engaged Pawtucket in a fist-fight while Mason got behind, but fists thrusted out of the back, too, requiring the boy to put up just as much defense. Mason decided to drop his colossus and go under-beer, spinning rapidly and drilling up Pat's colossus. The commander felt this and tried to force him down, but Mason's sugar rush helped him advance to the "heart." From there, Mason tremendously stirred and charged his stomach before unleashing a powerful Gasplosion, blowing Pat into pieces.

Melody noticed the brewer reform among the droplets at normal size, so she grabbed him in her giant hand and squeezed firmly, while Mason brought up his colossus to pound his little head. Pawtucket escaped and zoomed away along the lake, transforming into a giant clam. It kept away from the water giants and spat beer bombs, designed to explode inside the giants to infect their water. Mason and Melody linked together and collapsed on the lake, drilling toward Pat as a horizontal cyclone. The brewer desperately spat bombs, but they nimbly swerved around. Pat forcefully pushed the waves when they were near, but the benders applied more strength and pushed back. They launched their selves through the clam's shell and punched Purity Fists everywhere, damaging Pat's scattered body parts.

The clam collapsed, and the lake became a hurricane as hundreds of giant fists flew at them. The kids rampantly slashed Water Slices to chop them all, swiftly barreling through. Mason briefly saw a group of Pat-shaped bubbles underneath, so on impulse, he pulled a gush up and punched multiple fists through. One hit Pat and forced him out, Mason grabbing and slamming him into Melody's fist. Both giants grabbed and slammed him into the platform, dissolving their selves as they set foot and binded him with "bloodbending."

"You Big Moms were bad enough, but dropping all those giant monsters all over the place is a new low!" Mason shouted. "You better tell us how we stop those things or you might be their next meal!"

"You think I wouldn't be curing those Titans myself if I knew how to?!"

"Titans? Curing?" Melody questioned.

"I don't know how to save them… but I'll stop Grandma from making more! NO MATTER WHAT IT TAKES!" Pawtucket bent a syringe out of his pocket and injected his neck.

There was a powerful rush of beer as the operatives blew out of the island like a volcano, hearing all the citizens screaming as they were ejected as well. Mason, Sheila, and Melody crashed on a random ship and knocked out the Chumbas onboard. With great terror, they watched Liquor Island raise up on a rising liquid pillar, which took the shape of Pat's hat, then his head, followed by a gargantuan upper body. Actually, the island hadn't risen, but the ocean itself sank, flowing up to give Pawtucket more of a body.

"Could that've been the Awakening Serum Augustus mentioned?" Melody wondered.

"I ain't about to drown in grown-up poison!" Mason whipped out two Golden Flurps. "Can you keep that Fury active, Melody?"

"So long as you can stomach two Gold Flurps."

"No worries! My body's way used to it by now!" With that, Mason ingested both golden beverages. His sugar levels skyrocketed, and he stole his own chunk of the ocean to become a colossus that rivaled Pat's size. Melody held onto him, applying her own chi as they became a Chi Unison, the giant Mason's aura mixing blue and green auras. It linked arms with Pawtucket, but the brewer erected 20 tremendous fists from behind them. Mason mimicked this and stretched his own 20 arms behind Pat, both landing rapid punches on each other's back. Only difference was Mason and Mel had an easier time maneuvering and dodging the fists in the watery mass, while the giant Pawtucket was his enlarged Logia body, resulting in him taking more hits.

Pawtucket pushed the fists away and exploded an enormous wave, but the kids allowed it to bury their colossus while they shot into Pat's. They wrestled the awakened brewer for control, the giant splitting into two upper-halves like a banana. Pat's giant arm sliced the opposing half, unable to hit the tiny targets, while Mason wrapped a tentacle around Pat's neck to strangle it. Pat choked, but was able to break it off, and a massive Beer Fist forced the kids out. He grew even taller, sucking in more of the ocean, but willed the sea to spread out at the top, slowly forming a floating ocean.

Mason and Melody swam up the center with breakneck speed, mustering all their strength and speed to fight the current. They reached the floating ocean and took command of it, thrusting giant fists out to beat itself up, and they could feel Pat taking damage. The brewer snatched them in his own hand and stretched that arm to the sky, but the duo assumed control of that gush and redirected it down, keeping the speed active as it slammed the mountainous Pat. The duo shot down to the "stem" of the floating sea and detached it, using their bending to keep the mass of beer floating, and also willing it to fly higher.

Sheila had been keeping firm control of the ship as the waves brutally threw it around, but she would watch as the floating sea completely bypassed Liquor Island and ascended higher to the sky. Pat was erecting more fists to punch the puny targets, but they remained evasive and willed him to beat himself up. Not letting their Fury falter, they kept the sea rising, kept wrestling control away from Pat. Within moments, the floating sea had reached the stratosphere. The immense cold froze the sea into a massive island of solid soda-beer.

The island spun as it fell back to the planet. The benders, however, had free maneuverability inside the ice, Mason and Melody spreading their Purity and fighting Pat's control. They exchanged punches, slices, strangles, but the kids willed his base, beery form to become pure and solid. Liquor Island was crushed under the weight of the falling sea, which in turn shattered and refilled the ocean. Sheila could only cry out in joy as her stolen ship rocked like a surfboard. The sea settled after some time, so she sailed back to what remained of the refinery. Her mates, depowered, lay in exhaust next to an ill, barf-covered, and sober Pawtucket Pat. (End song.)

Sheila loaded the three onto the stolen ship and sailed back to the Sunny Day, where Artie bound the brewer in chi-cuffs. "I really wish you'd take it easy on the Flurp, Bro." Haruka said, giving Mason medicine.

"I wouldn't have if he didn't take his own drug."

"So, that was the Awaken Serum, huh?" Harry recounted. "Even for a Logia, controlling that much water is scary if you're not strong enough. I reckon the other officers will be using that same drug."

"Bllgh…blegh…" Pawtucket spat out barf and blood. "Kids Next… Door… All those Titans… those are… our people… Grandma is destroying our citizens… to distract you meddlesome brats. All because… of you…"

"That's where the monsters came from?!" Haruka gasped. "That's horrible! How do we stop that from happening?!"

"Grandma has already fed almost every citizen her DNA… With just a Soul Pocus, she can transform them. You would have to destroy Grandma to stop more Titans from forming… but once she eats that cake, nobody can stop her."

"You mean she stole the cake back from K. Rool?!" Haylee exclaimed.

"Yes… and if she sees you all come for her, she'll eat it before you even get a chance. In fact… she's got a little surprise for you, Sunny Fist…huff…" Pawtucket cracked open his eyes, narrowing on Sheila. "We've got your mom."

"YOU WHAT?!" Sheila flared up in anger.

"We figured out your address weeks ago, and Hisoka was sent to your home. He beat your mom to near death and brought her here."

Sheila grabbed his neck and threatened to punch him. "WHERE IS SHE?!"

"She was brought to the Cinnamon Marshlands, where Luna Nova was also warped to. But from what I've been told… it's too late for her. She's in a worse state than death."

Luna Nova

"Mmm-mmm-mmm, mah sweet Marmalade." Lucky the Leprechaun gently caressed the chest of a large, brown monster. "Ya'll had too many o' them cuppy-kinks. Aww, what's-a riggin' wam, sweaty-swam? Ya wantin' ta see your dinky-dot?"

The student witches had been watching Lucky do unpleasant things to a Titan. Unlike other Titans, this one was immobile, due to its oversized, rounded head, a skinny body with a visible skeleton, and limbs of varied proportion. The Titan also resembled a humanoid raccoon. "Go on, kids, what's Mr. Lucky saying?!" asked Tony the Tiger, cracking his knuckles threateningly.

The witches gulped and studied their textbooks. They had been forced to take a new language class called "How to Speak Lucky," in which they translated Lucky's slang. …They felt very uncomfortable translating this line. "Um…it seems 'Marmalade' translates to 'Marine,'" Avery answered hesitantly, "and Mr. Lucky is calling her… sweet. He's saying that she'd eaten too many 'cupcakes'… and it seems that she's upset because she misses her daughter…"

"Yaw, it's Oakenbeard, Smokey-bear." Lucky cooed, shooting swelling marshmallows into the Titan's mouth. "Yo' chilly-kiddy's gonna soup right on by. Old Lucky's gonna have a hot little drink o' her salt, see that dog? But hey, he'll be happy to make a threesy-weesy outta you donkeys."

"Mr. Lucky is telling her it's okay…" Avery felt her soul dissipate with every translated word, "and when Marine's daughter cries after seeing her… he's going to drink her tears. And then he's gonna make her daughter a Titan, too… and do… I-I don't wanna say this next part."

"WUZZAT?!" Lucky shot up and knocked Avery to her rear. "YOU, AIN'T, LIKE… mah threesy-weesy?!"

"N-No, Mr. Lucky, I-I-I just…" The witch fearfully crawled backward.

"YOU, wanna be part, of mah threesy?!" Lucky twisted his gun into her throat, squirting melted marshmallow. "'Cause old Lucky ain't mindin' some eggsy hip-dips in his bouncy-spring-shack! 'ey now?! Say you wanna be my eggsy!"

"Mmmmm-hmm-hmm-hmmmm!" Avery choked on the marshmallow and sobbed in desperation.

"Commander Lucky! Commander Lucky!" Sonny zipped up through the crowd, uncaringly dismembering a few witches. "The witches from the Tea Party! They're coming! They're fightin' through our defenses! They're cuckoo!"

"Diana's team is coming?!" Teresa beamed. "Are they going to save us?!"

"DIANA! AVERY'S IN DANGER!" Wangari screamed. "HURRY!"

Lucky shot her in the mouth with his other gun, letting her choke. "Lucky ain't afraid of no wicky wham-bams. But if they's wanna be seein' mah big old Timmy-dog, they's better be bringin' the Sunny-Finger first." He yanked the gun out of Avery's mouth, but she had already passed out from lack of oxygen.

Vigorous Veggie Sea

After defeating another Great White Asparagus, Nel hauled the beast onto the deck of the Ace Sailor. Kid Augustus diced the monster up and had it soaked in cheese, the crewmen replenishing their stamina from its nourishment. "For you, Tama~" He offered the ninja a piece.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm!" O-Tama drooled a waterfall and flushed red from its exotic taste. "O-Tama hath never known a beast that dost not taste like meat!"

"Cheese or not, vegetables are YUCKY." Rallo remarked. "Historians are weird."

"But Nel still don't see Pickle Stew."

"We're not looking for 'Pickle Stew,' we're looking for Stu Pickles." Augustus corrected. "If he made the Awakening Serum, he'll know how to reverse it, and more importantly fix me."

"Or you could just join the crowd of unaging infants." Stewie remarked.

"Mw-mw-mw-mw!" Maggie waved her arms from the crow's nest.

"An enemy ship? Well, yes, there are tons of them, Maggie."

"I think this one is bigger than the others!" Rallo pointed.

The ship in question seemed to have a small, ivory castle on its deck. Augustus could distinctly recognize the tall, white-cloaked woman on its tower. "Sigh…well, I'd rather it be Pea than anyone else."

"Captain, we're almost at the Veggie Beef Reef!" Stewie reported. "We won't be able to sail much farther!"

"Dr. Pickles' lab is in the center of the reef." Augustus reminded, discarding a lollipop stick. "I'll continue on foot, the rest of you hold back Pea's crew as much as possible. The KND sector that called us should be coming soon, so they can help out."

"We can't fight Pea on our own!"

"Exactly why I need to get myself fixed pronto! Besides, Pea will be coming for me, anyway. That'll leave you to take out the Kiddie Corn. Don't let me down, brats!"