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Stacy: You okay, B-Man?
[Lance and Russell laugh as they approach the merry-go-round.]
Lance: Hey, Russell, check out the dweeb’s backpack! What are ya, Scradley? “The Knapsack of Notre Dame?”
Russell: [offscreen] Yeah. Scradley-modo.
Bradley: I think I’m gonna…
[Bradley’s cheeks bulge. Stacy winces and closes her eyes as Bradley vomits offscreen. The imagination sequence ends. Russell is now covered in Bradley’s vomit.]
Lance and Russell: Ewww.
Russell: Cheez Poopers for breakfast.
Lance: You’re gonna pay for this, Scradley!
[Stacy helps Bradley up.]
Stacy: Serves you right, Lance.
Lance: Hey, Scradley, you always get your girlfriend to stick up for ya?
Stacy: I’m not-
Bradley: She’s not my girlfriend!
Lance: Hey, everybody! Scradley-modo’s in love!
Bradley: I am not!
Stacy: He is not!
[Lance puckers his lips and makes kissing noises at Stacy and Bradley. Russell clasps his hands together.]
Russell: Yeah, lovebirds.
Lance: Stacy and Bradley sitting in a tree…
[A heart appears behind Stacy and Bradley. They cower.]
Students: K-I-S-S-I-N-G!
[Stacy and Bradley fly away. They are now seen on top of a wedding cake, as bride and groom decorations.]
Melody: [offscreen] First comes love, then comes marriage…
Stacy: Not funny, you guys.
Dill: Holy mackerel!
[Bradley pushes a baby carriage.]
Dill: Then comes Bradley with the baby carriage!
Dill: Extra! Extra! Read all about it!
[A close-up of a picture of Stacy and Bradley, holding hands and smiling underneath the words “TRUE LOVE”, is shown.]
Dill: True romance or what?
[The kids laugh.]
Stacy: Not funny, Dill.
Lance: Spill all your guts, or we’ll spill them for you, lover boy!
Russell: Yeah, guts.
Bradley: I’m innocent, I tell ya. Me and this Stacy dame is just friends, like we said.
Lance: Looks like we’re gonna have to bring in... the Mobleyizer.
[Bradley screams. Lance and Russell gasp, scream and run away as Ms. Mobley’s voice is heard.]
Bradley: No! Wait! Anything but that!
Ms. Mobley: Stacy. Please face the front, not Bradley.
[The students laugh. Stacy blushes and hides behind her desk.]
Ms. Mobley: Oh my. Did I make a little joke?
Lance: The dweebs are in love!
Stacy and Bradley: We are not!
[Stacy and Bradley are suddenly placed on a giant heart. Russell, imagined as a cupid, flies in front of them.]
Russell: Yeah, valentines.
[Russell pulls an arrow and shoots it at the heart, making it explode. The imagination sequence ends, revealing Russell holding a paper bag he popped. He laughs along with the other students.]
Ms. Mobley: Now, I want you to pick your partners for your history presentations.
Stacy: Got any ideas for a project, B-Man?
[Bradley’s desk is empty.]
Stacy: B-Man?
Stacy: Bradleo? Hey, Bradleo! Where for’d you go, Bradleo?
Bradley: Chill, Staciet. I am right here.
[Bradley, dressed as Romeo, emerges from a bush and wipes a leaf off his shoulder.]
Stacy: What for are you doing there for?
Bradley: Duh. I’m hiding from those two cudgel brains, Lance and-
Bradley: For sooth! What for is yon funky smell?
Russell: What for?
Lance: Just kiss her and get it over with.
[Lance and Russell pucker their lips and make kissing noises at Stacy mockingly.]
Melody: Staciet! Do you have a partner for the history project yet?
[The camera shakes as Dill speaks.]
Dill: Duh! She’s gonna ask Bradley, you know. They do everything together, okay? I mean, they’re inseparable or something.
[Bradley facepalms and shakes his head. Lance nudges Russell with his elbow.]
Lance: Yeah! They’re joined at the lips.
Stacy and Bradley: We’re just friends!
Melody: Uh huh.
Dill: Right, you guys.
[Lance and Russell pucker their lips and make kissing noises at Stacy and Bradley.]
Stacy: [shrugs] If we do this project together, they’ll never get over it. Goodbye, Bradleo.
[Stacy leaves while Lance and Russell walk away, laughing.]
Dill: Bradley!
[The imagination sequence ends. Bradley is lying on his belly on a chair. Dill is standing on a desk, waving his arms.]
Dill: Up here, partner!
Lance: Great idea, dude. We’ll have to eat about a million North Pole Pops to get enough sticks for a whole village.
[Russell smiles as removes a popsicle stick from his mouth. Lance sucks on a popsicle.]
Russell: Yeah.
Lance: We’re already making a village.
Russell: Yeah, my idea.
Stacy: Melody?
Melody: Run! It’s gonna explode!
Russell: What?
[Melody wheels over to Lance and Russell.]
Melody: Duh, the volcano.
[Melody points to the volcano and Lance and Russell look at it. It erupts, shaking the ground and causing Lance and Russell’s hut to collapse.]
Lance: Aww, man! We’ve spent all afternoon building that!
[Russell rubs his stomach.]
Russell: Yeah... North Pole Pop tummyache.
Dill: Is this stuff non-toxic or what?
Melody: My best dress! Mom’s gonna kill me!
Lance: Somebody’s getting a pounding!
Russell: What?
[Melody screams.]
Russell: Yeah. [shrieks]
Bradley: Lance?
Lance: No way, dude.
[Russell crosses his arms and shakes his head.]
Russell: Yeah, save us!
Russell: Yeah, promise.
[Russell makes the promise sign with his fingers and looks at Lance.]
Lance: Whatever, dudes.
Russell: Yeah, hurl.
Russell: Alright!