The next day, 3.14 and 4.13 are still arguing and throwing pies at each other
3.14: (sleepily throws pie at 4.13) Take..this
4.13: Oh yeah....take th- th- (starts snoring)
3.14: Ugh, I'm so tir- tire- t- ZZZZ....
Player and McBoo watch from a window.
Player: Well, it's about time they stopped!
McBoo: Yeah, they were fighting all night. I think I heard Clyde complaining about them last night.
Player: I'm glad it's over.
McBoo: (gets a sly grin on his face)
Player: McBoo, what are you thinking?
McBoo: I just had this idea.
Player: Tell me.
McBoo: (whispers into Player's ear)
Player: Hey great idea!
Player and McBoo go to Karma's room and knock on the door. Flame opens it.
Flame: What do you want?
McBoo: Can I ask you something?
Flame: Certainly, come in.
McBoo tells Flame his idea and asks if Flame will help them.
Flame: Sounds good. I'll help.
McBoo: Excellent, oh this is gonna be good!
Flame takes out a walkie-talkie
Flame: OK, 4.13 and 3.14 are still asleep, but I'll make sure.
Flame hides and pulls out a sack of pebbles.
Flame throws a pebble at 3.14
Flame throws a pebble at 4.13
Flame: Okay, their absolutely asleep. Flame Out.
McBoo: Player, how is the stuff coming along?
Player: Great. I'll have it ready in about 4 more minutes. Player Out.
McBoo: Okay, I'll do my part now. McBoo Out
McBoo goes into their room and sets their alarm clock to 7:10
McBoo: That should do it.
Flame sneaks out of the room.
McBoo puts a monster mask on 3.14 and 4.13.
McBoo: Perfect, this is perfect!
McBoo follows Flame.
Player: Okay, McBoo. The stuff is ready. I'll sneak it into the room now. Player Out
Player sneaks into the room and puts 2 pies at the feet of their beds.
Player draws a funny picture on their stomachs and sneaks out.
Player then joins McBoo and Flame in the hallway.
Flame: What now?
McBoo: Now...we wait.
McBoo: It's 7:09. 3...2...1...
3.14 & 4.13: GAHHHHHHH!
They look at each other
They jump off their beds and land in the pies.
They slip and tumble down and up the hall and stairs.
They go into the bathroom and wash they stuff off.
Both: OK! Why'd you draw this picture on my stomach. Why you little....
They start fighting again.
McBoo, Player and Flame laugh uncontrollably for the rest of the day....