Adventures of the Gummi Bears, Season 3

Cubbi:
[talking to himself] Man, this place is so boring.

[Tummi enters room with hunk of wood]

Cubbi:
Hey Tummi, what are you doing?

Tummi:
Zummi says that in order to do Gummi magic I need a Gummi medallion, so I am making my own.

Cubbi:
Oh, Zummi meant to say you needed a medallion of the ancient Gummis...

Tummi:
What?

[An idea for fun dawns on Cubbi, but he needs to stall Tummi]

Cubbi:
...er, um...a medallion that the ancient Gummis would be proud of. So take your time and do it right.

Cubbi:
Say Tummi, has not all this magic worked up an appetite?

Tummi:
Yeah, let us go see what Grammi made!

Cubbi:
Come on, is that the way a master magician calls for food?

Tummi:
Oh right! F-mood cum-mum to me!

[Cubbi releases hidden gags, which include captured birds, which fly off lowering a tablecloth. Another traps releases cups and a pitcher of iced tea, and a third brings down a basket of bread rolls]

Tummi:
No butter?

Cubbi uses a slingshot to dislodge a hidden butter dish, which causes butter to drop on rolls

Tummi:
Wow! Now that is what I call fast food!

[Tummi and Cubbi are dressed in robes and wizard hats similar to what Mickey Mouse wore in Fantasia. Zummi is on other side of curtain introducing them for a magic show]

Cubbi:
I am nervous Tummi. What if the tricks fail?

Tummi:
Do not be nervous. You are the best assistant a magician could ever have.

Zummi:
And now without further adieu, a true master of the mystical arts, the one and only Tummi!

[Curtain opens]

[Gusto swings a broom at beevilweevils]

Gusto:
Chew on this, you beevil barbarians!

[Beevilweevils gobble broom handle]

Gusto:
Hey, it was only a figure of speech.

[Gusto is setting up a quickcar. The weight is too much for him]

Gusto:
Help!

[Gruffi and Zummi enter Quicktunnel station]

Zummi:
Hang on, Gusto!

[Gruffi and Zummi aid Gusto to set quickcar on track]

Gusto:
Thank you.

Gruffi:
Now Gusto, would you care to tell us how you are planning to use this long range quickcar?

Gusto:
[nervous] Ha ha! Uh, no place special! I just thought...I would take a spin...to get some fresh air to clear my head!

[Zummi opens quickcar trunk, revealing a large amount of supplies]

Gruffi:
And so you would not get hungry, you packed a week's worth of food.

Gusto:
[nervous] Hey, you know what fresh air can do to a bear's appetite.

Zummi:
Where were you really going, Gusto?

Gusto:
[sighing] Fangwood Forest.

[Gruffi and Zummi shudder at the area, which has a bad reputation among Gummi Bears]

Zummi:
Oh my, oh my, that is a dangerous place. Why on Earth would you want to go there?

Gusto:
My warren had stories of a place called South Gumton. They were supposed to be experts with agriculture and plants. So I figured if there are any Gummiberry bushes left to transplant, they would be there.

Gruffi:
But we do not maintain the Quicktunnels that far away. The track could collapse beneath you!

Gusto:
Hey Gruff, please. You are going to kill me with your overconfidence!

[Tummi and Gusto have just survived falling from a crumbling Quicktunnel track]

Gusto:
You know, someday I will bet people will pay for a ride like that!

Tummi:
[disoriented] I need some food to settle my stomach.

Gusto:
Well, we are not eating here!

Tummi:
Why not?

Gusto:
This place could cave in any minute. We have to dig our way out!

Tummi:
But that could take hours!

Gusto:
Hey, the faster we climb, the sooner we eat.

[Tummi grabs supplies and runs to surface]

Gusto:
[talking to himself] Wow, for a big fella, he sure can haul paws when he wants to.

Gusto:
[yelling to Tummi] Hey speedy, wait for me!

[Zummi and Grammi examine Gusto's Gummi Dummy]

Zummi:
It looks a little like Gruffi.

Grammi:
[tapping the dummy] There's definitely a resemblance!

[Gusto's Gummi Dummy leads the ogres away from Gummi Glen]

Gusto:
It's my Gummi Dummy! Hah, it's leading them away!

Gruffi:
I have to admit, for a bad idea it worked pretty well. So... how do you bring it back to reset it?

Gusto:
Bring it back... sheepishly and nervously Heh heh heh... whoops.

[Grammi sees mice and reacts with fear and anger]

Grammi:
GRUFFI GUMMI! You can defend the forest from every ogre out there, but you cannot defend Gummi Glen from a few mice!

Cubbi:
This is Gummadoon, remember? Every night lasts a hundred years.

Tummi:
Wow. I wonder if they're allowed to have midnight snacks.