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Gromble: Good morning, class. As you know, today is the last day to complete this year's multi-scare mid-term and look at you. You must be working very hard. Are any of you having any trouble completing the assignment? Are you?
Monster: I did everything I could. And I still got eight scares left.
Monster 2: Oh, I can't get nine scares by the end of the day. There's no way.
Krumm: I've only got six. But I'm so tired I can barely keep my eyes up.
Ickis: You guys think you've got it bad. I've still got to do 26 scares.
[The monsters gasp.]
Gromble: That's not possible! The mid-term was 25 scares in two weeks.
Ickis: Wait, didn't you say 5 scares each week?
Gromble: No, I didn't. How many have you completed, Ickis?
Ickis: 24. [The monsters gasp again.] I only need...
Gromble: One more scare by this afternoon?
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Ickis; So, tell me Miss perfect monster. Are you one scare away from finishing your mid-term?
Oblina: No, I have five more scares to go.
Ickis: Five more? Oh, you'll be busy today. Me, I've just got to knock off one more scare.
Monster 2: Wow.
Oblina: Put a skench in it, Ickis.
Ickis: Aren't we touchy, Miss four scares behind me.
Oblina: Just because you only have one scare left is no reason to torture the rest of us.
Ickis: I think it's a good reason.
Oblina: Good-bye, Ickis. I must perform my few remaining scares.
Ickis: Few? Gee, I only have one.
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Ickis: There she is, scare number 25.
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Ickis: Wow, mmm, tasty. Oh, creamy, smooth. Just brimming with smoggy goodness.
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Man: This isn't going to hurt my car, is it? I've never been to a place like this.
Man 2: There's a surprise.
Man: Yep, I'm getting married today.
Man 2: Congratulations. She's a lucky woman.
Man: Yep, nothing too good for my little bride. What do you say we give it that triple wax?
Man 2: Tr-triple wax? W-w-w-wait.
Ickis: Well, back to work.
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Man 2: Triple wax? We hardly ever, nobody... Uh, uh, it's been years.
Man: Look, a fellow don't wash his car or get married. But two or three times. Triple wax-- got it?
Man 2: Sparky! Get ready for a triple wax!
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Ickis: I feel so cheap, so clean. Well, back to work.
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Ickis: I'm sorry to interrupt. Krumm! Oblina! Don't go, don't go, I need you! Oh, you are my very, very best friends. You got to help me!
Oblina: Help you? My goodness, Ickis. This morning you didn't seem to need any help.
Ickis: Well, I've been triple waxed. That's no reason to torture me.
Oblina: Yes, well, I think it is. After your behavior this morning, I'm enjoying myself immensely.
Ickis: But this isn't my fault.
Krumm: What happened?
Ickis: [cries] It is my fault. Please, Oblina. I didn't mean those things I said. I was joking, I was confused. I was... gloating. I'm so sorry, really. Please help me, I'm begging you. Please.
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Ickis: Oh, she's perfect. Scare number 25, here I come-- let's do it!
Oblina: Ready, aim.
Ickis: Remember, not too fa...
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Oblina: This time, you will not get away.
Ickis: Remember, now. A gentle push this time.
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Ickis: It's over. There's no hope.
Krumm: It's not that bad.
Ickis: Yes, it is! I'm a slippery monster In a sticky world. There's just no place for me.
Oblina: Hmm... Maybe there is.
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Ickis: If you'll excuse me, I've got some scaring to do.
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Ickis: Pardon me.
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Ickis: What do think? Neat trick, huh?
Krumm: That was awesome.
Gromble: Oh, dear, no Ickis. I guess he was too busy failing his mid-term to come to class.
Ickis: Hallelujah!
Gromble: Oh, my, aren't we dramatic? Lovely performance, Ickis. But I'd really rather see your scare.
Ickis: I'll show you more than that. See... I have discovered the future of scaring. One word, Grombie, just one word. Wax. But enough talk. [giggles] Watch and learn.
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Gromble: I don't believe it. That was magnificent.
Ickis: Thank you, thank you.
Gromble: That last move, Ickis...
Ickis: The triple sort of back-thing spin-jump?
Gromble: Could we see it again? Here, now?
Ickis: That old thing? Tell you what I'll go you one better. Be here this time tomorrow, and I will show you a dozen new moves and a dozen more scares. Well, I'd love to stay and chat, but I must go embrace my destiny. I'll remember you well, my poor, normal friends.
[He tries to skate but falls.]
Ickis: What happened?
Gromble: It seems you've lost your wax.
Ickis: Well, I guess this sort of… You know, I didn't... I think I'll just take my seat now.
Gromble: You don't have time.
Ickis: What do you mean?
Gromble: You've got to embrace your destiny, remember? 12 scares by this time tomorrow.
Ickis: But I... They... Oh...
Gromble: Have a pleasant day, Ickis.
[The screen irises in on Ickis as he walks away, crying in disgust.]
Ickis: [cries] I hate my life.