Narrator: Welcome back to the Under the Moosemas Tree Holiday Special, brought to you by Vodka. When in doubt, pick Vodka.

The scene: The DFO clubhouse. While WCS and Sill Bimmons hang lights on the Moosemas tree, Future Moose and Doktor Zymm lean Darkest Timeline Zach Morris, who is still under the effects of the Moosemas brew, against a wall.

Future Moose: He’s still grinning.

Doktor Zymm: Ja. Zat ist ze happiest I have zeen him.

Future Moose: It’s…kind of creepy.

Doktor Zymm: Vait…does zis help?

Doktor Zymm puts sunglasses on Darkest Timeline Zach Morris.

Future Moose: That’s better. Here, he should have a Santa hat, too.

Future Moose puts a Santa hat on Darkest Timeline Zach Morris.

WCS (looking over): Hey, are we decorating Zach now?

Cue audience laughter

WCS: By the way, this is place is pretty empty. Where is everyone?

Doktor Zymm: Vell, JJ Fozz, Lord Revizisle und Rikki-Tikki-Deadly are out of ze country, and Horatio, Marc, OSZ und Covalent Blonde are trapped in ze past.

WCS: Well, then, that’s…wait, what?

Cue audience laughter

WCS: They’re in the past? How far in the past?

Doktor Zymm (shrugging): About 32,000 years. More or less.

WCS (glaring at Doktor Zymm and Sill Bimmons): I can guess how that happened.

Doktor Zymm: It vas an accident.

WCS: It always is. So, what are we doing to get them back?

Sill Bimmons: Unfortunately we lack a component most necessary to our noble endeavors.

Doktor Zymm: Ja. Zere time machine vas powered by a highly-efficient miniaturized fission battery zat unfortunately iz trapped in ze past vith zem.

Future Moose (walking up): Oh, yeah, those fission batteries are awesome. I know you designed this bod o’ mine with lithium batteries, but I made the switch to fission decades ago.

Sill Bimmons, WCS and Doktor Zymm all turn to look at Future Moose.

Doktor Zymm: Vait…you are sayink zat you are fission-powered?

Future Moose: Oh, yeah! It’s great, I’ve got energy to spare…hey, why are you all looking at me like that?

Cue audience laughter

Cut to: Doktor Zymm’s laboratory. Future Moose is sitting on a chair, looking nervous, as Doktor Zymm looks in his ear with a lighted scope.

Future Moose: Maybe we should do this tomorrow? We’ve all had a lot to drink, and that can lead to bad decisions.

Doktor Zymm: Nonsense. Zis is child’s play…I just need to find ze…aha! Zere it is! Zill, I have found ze output svitch.

Sill Bimmons (holding a tiny wire): Hold yon light steady, good Doktor, and I will make the connection.

Sill feeds the wire into Future Moose’s ear.

Future Moose: That kinda tickles.

Doktor Zymm: Zilence, Mooze. Just another few millimeters, Zill…

There’s an audible click, which makes Future Moose giggle.

Sill Bimmons: It is done! WCS, flip yon switch!

WCS pulls a switch on the wall, lighting up a huge machine that thrums heavily.

Doktor Zymm (looking at the machine’s instrument panels): It iz vorking! Ve have made contact vith their neural transmitters!

WCS (shouting to be heard over the machine): Did you say…neural transmitters?

Doktor Zymm (also shouting): Ja! Zey allow me to keep track of ze DFO, wherever…or whenever…zey are.

WCS: Wait, do we all have those?

Doktor Zymm: Umm…nein?

WCS (looking at Sill Bimmons): She’s lying. I can tell. Her eye is twitching.

Cue audience laughter

Sill Bimmons: Best not to think too deeply about the Doktor’s machinations.

The machine gets louder and louder and the lights begin flickering. The many dials go into the red and smoke starts to fill the room.

Cut to: 30,000 years B.C. Covalent Blonde, Marc Trestmans Windowless Van, Otto’s Brain and OSZ have caught up to the giant ape that has captured Horatio Cornblower.

Covalent Blonde (holding Otto’s Brain in one hand and pointing at the giant ape with the other): OK, you big gorilla, hand over Horatio before you really make me mad!

The giant ape responds with a growl, and swings his empty hand at the group.

OSZ (ducking): Hey, CB, maybe we shouldn’t make him mad?

Marc Trestmans Windowless Van: Hey, do you guys feel funny? My head’s like, really buzzing, y’know?

Covalent Blonde: That’s because you haven’t smoked any weed in the last few hours. Your THC levels must be almost normal.

OSZ: No, he’s right…I feel kind of weird, too.

A shimmer surrounds OSZ, and he disappears.

Marc Trestmans Windowless Van: Whoa! OSZ, like, disintegrated, man!

Covalent Blonde: What the fu…

Covalent Blonde’s sentence is cut short as she, too, shimmers and disappears. Otto’s Brain starts to drop to the ground, but disappears before he lands.

Marc Trestmans Windowless Van: Aw, man, this is bad, man! This is like that time I…

Marc Trestmans Windowless Van disappears as well. The giant ape looks at Horatio Cornblower quizzically.

Giant Ape: Ook?

Horatio Cornblower: I have no idea…

The shimmer surrounds Horatio Cornblower, and then the giant ape, and they both disappear. The jungle is eerily silent for a moment. Then there’s the sound of loud footsteps and a loud huffing. PK comes crashing through the brush.

PK: Hey, guys, I finally caught up! Wow,that was quite a jog! It reminds me of the time I almost ran the 1K in…

PK looks around the empty area.

PK: Guys…?

To be continued…