Worm Infestation

Worm Infestation is the 28th Episode of the 3rd Season of the SpongeBob and Friends Adventures Chronicles series. The mutated worms that the Galactic Federation had collected in Wrath of The Mutant Frog Genius the worm are closer to being useful for Galaxy Defense Industries to make a new military project, especially for certain alien scientists like Dr. Jarbins and his assistants Bummer and Glueby who want to sell the worms to anti Galactic Federation terrorist group called The Maraxus Grip, a group fighting to bring back the imprisoned king who was charged for being a tyrant, pretending to be businessmen for 200,000,000 Sporebucks. Because they mistaken the project as weapon because of the worms' previous history and simply because it's classifived under "Millaterry projects", they sought to use the worms to bully and scare tactic the Galactic Federation to surrennder the tyrant king so they can resume universeal conquest. Luckly, the worms are really gonna be recreated to be a millaterrised healing medicine to treat victims of plauge outbreaks and incrise immunity so sickness will never be a problem again, and would in throey be a stepping stone to end the reign of uncureability of all cancer, and luckly, the group ALSO made the mistake of entrusting the job to two outcast idiots named Canamork and Butt'oDoofus McBrainles, as well as the transaction being only set to be made AFTER Jarbins completes his reshearch. However, it turns out, not all of the worms were destroyed. There is a survivor: a pregnant, sentient, and highly intelligent female that the Galactic Federation has been keeping in maximum lockdown named Worm Unit Fema, nicknamed Bertha, has been able to escape her captivity, and has trapped the Grand Councilwoman Vainiana in a cocoon and gains access to all the other labs, and is able to trap Jarbins and friends against their will to serve her instead. Knowing this would happen, Cella contacts the Shell Lodgers to stop the surviving worm. But one good thing came out of this: Bertha destroyed the entire fanactical group for wanting to buy the worms to satisfy fanactic means cause luckly, Bertha ain't no fan of terrorests. Jarbins, having discovered that the businessmen he was selling to were anti-Gfed fanactics, hated himself for being a greedy stupid fool! Bertha refuses to let him or many other Galactic Fed workers go, or they would end up like the fallen fanactics. While the Lougers avoided infection thanks to Kolwalski's anti-mutation serum, they are still not a threat to the worm. Now, their only hope is calling in Hank to defeat his own creation. Hank however, is incredibly reluctant, and extremely unwilling to betray the very objects of his ambitions and does all he can to avoid this. Can the Lodgers be able to get Hank into this and save the Galactic Federation before Bertha spreads her generation all over the UUniverses and becomes the queen of an incredibly sick empire?

Chapter 1: Worm Research Continues
Galactic Federation World Worm Lab Later... Back to the lab. Bummer and Glueby danced around the firing Turrents which missed everytime! At the late part of the song, the two used the laser to free themselves from the cuffs, shocking Cella!
 * Grand Councilwoman: (She and Cella walk to a science facility with alien symbols on it that represent it's name)...Well, this is the Galaxy Defense Industries facility where Jumba worked. I hope Jarbins is doing a good job at keeping Project: Geneworm safe from the public.
 * Cella: You still think those worms are a good idea, mother?
 * Grand Councilwoman: Of course. Jarbins has stated during his research that the worms contain DNA proteins that are beneficial for growth and health. Well, after you get rid of the "Zombie-Mutant" factor.
 * Cella: Hmm... Interesting. I wonder why Hank didn't notice that.
 * Grand Councilwoman: Because he was a flawwed and deranged mind. Now let's check and see if this project is continuing to be useful. (They both enter as all the employees are shocked at her presence and either clumsily fall or do clumsy accidents)
 * Jarbins: Oh, dear! Grand Councilwoman Vainiana! You're fashionably early. And...why did you bring your daughter?
 * Cella: Because I show great skepticism for this project, and I need to be here to make sure I don't get worried.
 * Jarbins: Oh, I assure you, this project has been going on for 5 years, and not once has it ever had any problems. Project: Geneworm is starting to step up in it's usefulness.
 * Grand Councilwoman: And you're sure this won't end up being a deranged experiment like with 626?
 * Jarbins: Oh, absolutely! I shall show you the specimens we've been performing the main experiments on. Come with me.
 * Jarbins: Through genetic tinkering, we discovered through this specimen that the worms' DNA were useful for eliminating sicknesses of all kinds. Your plans to turn the worms into a millaterriesd medicine is perfect for-
 * Cella: Is there problems or what?
 * Jarbins:... As a matter of fact, there is, young lady. There was only one known specimen that has been shown to have survived. And that very specimen is Worm Unit Fema #65452, AKA Bertha. Worm Unit Femas, or WUFs as we like to call them, are needed so we can manipulate their bodies into reproducing asexually so we can study their offspring's genetic progress. Bertha is the most recent and, actually very-spirited specimen.
 * Alien Scientist #1: (Covered in slime) Ugh, I'll say. She was reproducing like MAD! We had a LOT of offspring to study. She just reproduced. And you will not BELIEVE how hard she released it.
 * Cella: Wait... That thing is alive... And it reproduces?... Oh, charming, that's sure one hell of a risk we can't take.
 * Jarbins: Don't worry, Cella. Bertha is restrained tightly, and the offspring limit is 20. We dispose of the other unneeded offspring.
 * Cella:... Exactly how restrained are we talking?
 * Cella: (The worm is restrained through acupuncture-like needle restraints that are embedded to the wall of a large tube filled with ice-colored fluid as it moaned softly)... DAMN!... What a beast. And you're sure she's unable to escape?
 * Jarbins: Yep. The restraints are embedded deeply into her system, but not to the point where it could kill her. Not to mention the turrets you see above you are bio-seeking, so they are programmed to lock onto the worm's genetic signature, much like the standard-issue turrets in some Galactic Federation police flagships. They'll only shoot the worm and not anybody else.
 * Cella: What if the worm ends up getting it's slime on someone? Will it shoot THEM, too?
 * Jarbins: These turrets are at Level 7, so they're smart enough to analyze the entire target and search for a different genetic code, guaranteeing that it will only shoot the worm.
 * Cella:... Well, no wonder that scientist was jumpy.
 * Jarbins: "So, miss Cella, are you still worried about the exspeariment?"
 * Cella: "Realisticly, yes, because these were created by a loonitic frog meant to cause "Exsellerated Evolution". Alchourse I'm still gonna be unsure about these things."
 * Jarbins: Well, I assure you, this experiment is completely safe. This worm is unable to escape with gene-sensing guns and restraints that are actually attached to it's body. I'm sure my associates will be--
 * Cella: You're ASSOCIATES?!? As in Bummer and Glueby, the two idiot smartasses who sometimes screw things up?
 * Jarbins: Hey, they didn't screw a single thing up ever since we gained these worms.
 * Grand Councilwoman: Why do you lie to us, Jarbins, you think I don't remember the many situations that would've doomed this experiment? Remember when Bummer released a newborn worm to a rookie after she didn't believe they were real? The poor girl ended up losing her leg. Not to mention the time when Glueby blew up a specimen to prove what he was doing? It wasn't pretty since the gene-seeking guns were still at a lower model. And let us not forget the time when Bummer was taunting one of the aggressive specimens believing it couldn't hurt him. He got himself squirted with slime, and...yeah, the guns showed no mercy.
 * Cella:...You never told me about that?
 * Grand Councilwoman: Because I didn't want you to freak out, of course. Now Jarbins, if you think you can trust those two with this experiment, then I think you're giving them too much credit. Those two are DANGEROUS. So I cannot recommend that they continue with this experiment.
 * Jarbins: Your grace, just give them a chance.
 * Grand Councilwoman: No, Jarbins! Unless they can prove that they won't screw anything up because of their uppity know-it-all attitudes, then they cannot be trusted in handling this experiment.
 * ???: Oh, you think we're not good enough, do you? (Two aliens in yellow jumpsuits appeared)
 * Blue-headed Alien: I assure you, we are more than capable of handling this experiment.
 * Cella: Oh, come on, you two, don't start with this bullcrap again, especially not to my mother.
 * Jarbins: "Too late, Princess, once their egos have been challnaged. There's no stopping them."
 * Short-Gray Alien: "To prove our superiority, we are gonna have these turrents lock onto our DNA signitures, and be able to successfully hack and deactivate them, without a scratch."
 * Cella: "Oh no, Bummer, Glueby, you guys can't be serious."
 * Glueby the short alien: "Sorry, princess! Once our honor has been chall-nonge-"
 * Bummer: "We done have to meet it head on."
 * Glueby: "And to further deminstraight this, we will get through this, (Shows a strong looking alien handcuffs) locked into eachother by these Mark 4092 Standerd Issue Industrial strengh Handcuffs."
 * Bummer and Glueby took pieces of their body and placed into the slot, activating the turrents that aimed at them!
 * Bummer and Glueby then put the cuffs on themselves and manned up!
 * Bummer: "The count of 10."
 * Bummer & Glueby: "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8-9-10?!"
 * Bummer and Glueby began to walk down the room as the turrents prepared to fire!
 * Cella: "They're dead."
 * Music was heard.
 * Cella: "Wait.... Is that Earthling music I hear?"
 * Jarbins: "Walts of the flowers, actselly."
 * Cella: "Oh, please don't tell me those two are gonna-"
 * Grand Council Woman/Jarbins: "They are."



Late hours into the lab.
 * The Song Climaxes as Glueby presses the shut down button that deactivates the Turrents.
 * Cella's jaw dropped.
 * Jarbins: "..... Still think they're not worthy of handling the worms, Princess?"
 * Silence.
 * Jarbins: "...... Your silence is a sign that your convicned otherwise."
 * Glueby: "..... Ha! I suspected as much. Speechless."
 * Bummer: "Ha. And she said wes ain't cmpindent enough. (Unknowingly leans against the on button and turns the turrents back on) The nerve of some people, Glueby."
 * The Turrents aimed directly at Glueby and Bummer!
 * Jarbins: "GE-GE-GE-GENTLEMEN!?"
 * The Smug Glueby and Bummer looked and quickly turned to shock as they see the turrents reactivated.
 * Bummer sees he was leaning against the on button.
 * Glueby: "BUMMER!? YOU LEANING ON BUTTON IDIOT?!"
 * The Turrents were about to fire!
 * Bummer and Glueby screamed like girls!?
 * Suddenly, QP bursted through the room and destroyed the turrents with gymastic and actrobatic ease!
 * When the dust settles, QP stood victorious over the destroyed turrents.
 * Bummer and Glueby were hugging each-other and closed their eyes in fear.
 * QP: "..... Hey, morons, you can open them now."
 * Bummer and Glueby opened them.
 * Glueby: ".... JUST AS I PLANNED! I planned for the turrents to be "accsidently" turned on to deminstraight our new friend QP."
 * Bummer: "You had a plan?"
 * Glueby shoved Bummer!
 * Bummer: "I mean, you did! And I was apart of it."
 * QP: "(Sighs), All the comferts of Narcotic and Celisus, without the viruses and the smell of brimstone, but all the smug stupidity is there."
 * Cella: "Ok, seriously, don't you guys have a BETTER way to deminstraight you can handle this project WITHOUT RISKING YOUR ASSES!?"
 * Bummer: "What ya'll seen is what ya'll get."
 * Bummer and Glueby high-fived.
 * Jarbins: "Well, it's good enough for me, your highnesses. We'll be back doing our work now."
 * Cella: "But-"
 * Grand Council Woman: "It's better we just drop it. We don't want to lose more expensive equitment to their shenanigens."
 * Cella: (Sighs) Fine. But don't you two say I told you so when you end up having your butts melted off.
 * Glueby: That's physically impossible, princess. And to prove it, I--
 * Everyone: NOOOO!!!!
 * QP: (Grabs Glueby by the neck) NO MORE OF THAT BULLS***, THANK YOU!!!
 * Jarbins: Look, QP, we appreciate that you saved another disaster caused by my associates, but you still need some adjustments if you're going to be serving Quidilin as she begins her redemption plan for the AUU.
 * QP: Well, your adjustments are working thus far. I detected that danger a split few meters away.
 * Jarbins: I see.
 * QP:...Look, doctor...I know it's not any of my business, but...why do you keep these two idiots in these labs when they're as much smartasses dumbasses as the modernly-portrayed Shell Lodge starfish? You know they make mistakes, so why keep them here when they'll just make things worse?
 * Jarbins: "Because out of every single fellow sciencetist in the accadamey we went to, these two sticked by me the most, even when I was hardly a popular choice. They're real friends, and would never abandon me even if I were to make an extremely questionable desidtion."
 * QP: "Alchourse. They're friends."
 * Cella: "..... Well why didn't those guys just say so instead of doing something so stupid?"
 * Jarbins: "They're not ones to take challanges to their egos easily, or lightly."
 * Cella:...You'd think they'd be fired by now.
 * Jarbins: They're lucky they have me to protect them. As hard as it is, I've been able to keep them in the labs this long.
 * Glueby: Yeah. Ain't nothing going to cost us our jobs. We're staying, and that's all there is to it.
 * Grand Councilwoman: Well, you do realize you're standing with a superior who can fire you regardless of friendship to a great scientist?
 * Jarbins: What?!?
 * Grand Councilwoman: I'm sorry if this upsets you, doctor, but these two have been endangering this experiment for a while. So...um...do you two feel like you can...prove to us that you can not be smartasses and prove a point and do something disastrous?
 * Bummer: Damn right we can! Don't worry, we'll be on our best behavior.
 * Grand Councilwoman: You'd better. Because if you do this one more time, I'm afraid I have no choice but to fire you two.
 * Jarbins: But--
 * Grand Councilwoman: No buts, Jarbins. I'm sure you can still be their friend even when they no longer work here. This experiment is too important for me to allow these two to jeopardize it. So you two better not disappoint me.
 * Glueby:...(Gulps)
 * The Grand Council Woman and Cella left.
 * Jarbins sighs.
 * Glueby: "I can't believe that Vainiana threaten us like that! We are so completely compident sciencetists! Right?"
 * Bummer: "So what we have one or so miscalulations? Picky, picky, picky."
 * Glueby: "Why, I bet that if we were the ones who saved her life in some unforeseenable dishastor, she would never fire us and we get to keep our jobs forever!"
 * Bummer: "Or realisticly, at least until retirement."
 * Glueby: "Details details. My point is, if we got to deminstraight our epicness in saving her life, the threat of being fired will never become a subject again."
 * Bummer: "Yeah, but what are even the odds of an unforseenable dishastor to actselly happen? Bertha is pretty much locked up tighter then a high-tec security prison. Not many villains are bold enough to even charge at the Galactic Federation, espically not ever measely earthly worms. And heck, even we know better then to mess with Bertha."
 * Glueby: "Yeah. TRUE idiots would have to be the ones to bust her out. But where would actual idiots end up freeing Bertha?"
 * Bummer: "What about them two Roar Co. Fellers? They kinda seem like true idiots."
 * Glueby made a surprise face.
 * Glueby: ".... Oh no. AND THEY'RE EXPECTED TO SEE JARBINS SOON!? We have to make sure Jarbins deters those two from ever seeing Bertha!"
 * Bummer: "Good Idear."

Chapter 2: Dr. Jarbins' Plan
Hallway. Lab.
 * Jarbins was impathently waiting.
 * A crash was heard, and Jarbins sighed.
 * Jarbins walked up to see two Balcoran business men, one of them have bumbled over a water foundton and caused a mess.
 * Balcoran Businessmen 2: "..... Oops, I did it again."
 * The first one sighed annoyed.
 * Balcoran Businessmen 1: "Damn it, how do you expect to be a successful ter- (Sees Jarbins)..... -Riffic Businessmen if you keep bundling over foundtions?"
 * Jarbins: "Well, you gentlemen certainly took long enough."
 * Balcoran Businessmen 1: "Ah, yes. Mr. Morkocan's the name, and making a ROARING business' my game, and this is.... Brian Lesley."
 * Jarbins: ".... That's an oddly human name for a Balcoran."
 * Morkacan: "..... His parents were drunks."
 * Jarbins: "Ahh."
 * Morkacan: "Besides, your the one to talk, Dr. ROB Jarbins!"
 * Jarbins: "Toushe."
 * Brian: "Wait, I thought my name was Butt'o-"
 * Morkacan smacks Brian!
 * Morkacan: "(Quietly) Quiet, BRIAN!?"
 * Brian: "Uh.... Oh..... I means.... Yeah, uh... I'sm Brian Lesley."
 * Jarbins: "..... Ok, remind me again.... Why would Roar Co., the most powerful Baloran owned corperation that produced the greatest Balcoran advancements of weapons and ships and much more, ever hire you two stooges?"
 * Morkacan: "Hey, if it's possable for YOUR dorky friends to get jobs, it's possable for us!"
 * Jarbins: "FIRST OF ALL, GOOD SIRS, Those two are my dear friends, and not even from rich businessmen would I tolerate insults to their good names!? Secondly, I was the one who got them their jobs where they otherwise would've been long rejected. What's YOUR excuse?"
 * Brian: "Uh....... His dad owns the company and I'm a friend to him?"
 * Jarbins: "I didn't know the great Roarsly had a son."
 * Morkacan: "Uh..... He, never talks about me?"
 * Jarbins: "..... Frankly, I'm not too shocked."
 * Morkacan: "Ok, it's clear you don't even like us, but, let's remember our impourence to you, pally boy."
 * Jarbins: "I'm smart enough to remember on my own, you simple brutes. As much as I love working for the Galactic Federation, AND the defence industry, it doesn't exactly have a glamorious payroll. Sadly, even our paychecks fall victim to the child's play that is ecomonic polotics, and as of now, we're currently stuck in shoty payments that are almost a few more dollars shy of not being considered living wages."
 * Morkacan: "How much do you get paid."
 * Jarbins: "1000 Sporebucks a day."
 * Morkacan: "..... How, the hell is that bad?"
 * Jarbins: "We normally get paid 100000000 Sporebucks a day."
 * Morkacan and Brian dropped their jaws.
 * Jarbins: "..... Yes I know, alien ecomonics is surprisingly stupid for being for "intelligent" beings."
 * Morkacan: "... Ok, I take that back, you do need us."
 * Jarbins: "Yes. So, is your superiors still interested in those worms?"
 * Morkacan: "Let's just say, they're dying to put them to good use."
 * Jarbins: "Oh good, espeically since-"
 * Morkacan: "Spare us the life story doc, we just want to see the worms."
 * Jarbins: "Alchourse, follow me to the labs and-"
 * ???: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! (Glueby and Bummer jump on the two Balcorans)
 * Morkacan: OWCH! Get off of us! (Pushes the two off of each other)
 * Bummer: Sir, you can't allow these guys to see Bertha.
 * Jarbins:... Why not?
 * Glueby: Because they can't be trusted with her, that's why not.
 * Brian:... Exsqueese me?
 * Morkacan: That is preposterous! Why would you think we can't be trusted with simple worms?
 * Bummer: You two are pretty much idiots.
 * Morkacan: (Grabs Bummer's neck) Who are you calling idiots? Where did you hear such ridiculous nonsense?
 * Jarbins: Uh, excuse us for just a moment, won't you? (He escorts the two away)... WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO?!? Do you have any idea how aggressive Balcorans are? And do you know what happens when a Balcoran is insulted or humiliated?
 * Bummer: Well, it's true. They have a bad hapit to harm people just because they just can't handle a hard truth.
 * Jarbins: And besides, how are these two idiots? They may be weird, but they at least have brains.
 * Brian farts, and laughs about it.
 * Jarbins: "..... Ok, ONE of them, at the least. At least the one who doesn't laugh at his own gas can be trusted with Bertha."
 * Glueby: "ARE YOU IMPLYING THAT WE'RE DUMB?!"
 * Jarbins: "No no no no no no! I didn't say that at all! I am just saying that they're not as stupid as you claimed! I mean, ok, fine, your right about Brian, but Mork is clearly an intelligent individual.... At least as far as Balcorans are concerned."
 * Bummer: "Actselly, he's only HALF stupid. Not a true nitwit, but not exactly a genius neither. I'll prove it."
 * Bummer approuched Morkacan.
 * Bummer: "....... What's the square root of pie?"
 * Morkacan: "....... Apples?"
 * Bummer: "Who's the first president of earth's land "United States"?"
 * Morkacan: "Abe Lincoln?"
 * Bummer: "What's 11 times 4?"
 * Morkacan: "21?"
 * Bummer: "What's 2+2?"
 * Morkacan: "....... Uh...... 12?"
 * Bummer: "...... Yep. He's stupid alright."
 * Morkacan: "HEY?!"
 * Jarbins: "Ok, ok! Fine! You two made your points! I'm sorry gentlemen, but I can't show you two Bertha. I'll have to restrict you two to only the DEAD worms, is that all right?"
 * Morkacan: "WHAT?! But our superiors are interested in seeing Bertha!"
 * Jarbins: "Well, maybe they should've sent more COMPIDENT businessmen instead."
 * Morkacan growled.
 * Jarbins: "Now, if you gentlemen would follow me...."
 * Morkacan stared angerly at Bummer and Glueby and did the "I'm watching you" pose. Brian paid it no mind and moved on.
 * Bummer: "..... I think there's a chance they would still try to see Bertha."
 * Glueby: "Then my dear friend Bummer, it's up to us to keep an eye on those two."
 * Jarbins goes into an extended speech about the progress of which neither of the two paid much mind too.
 * Morkacan: "(Quietly) PSST! Butt'o. We've GOT to see Bertha. She must be the most powerful of the worms if they're so afraid to share it with us. Perhaps, even the most mutantive. We have got to get the worm for MJ."
 * Brian: "(Quietly) Oks. But, whats about Jarbins?"
 * Morkacan: "(Quietly) He'll be at it for awhile. Now, come on."
 * Mork and Brian walked off, unaware that Glueby and Bummer were onto them and followed in secret.

Chapter 3: The Escape of Bertha
Bertha's containment room.
 * Morkacan and Brian arrived at contentment and saw Bertha.
 * Morkacan: "...... Ahhh, look at her, Butt'o. She'll be a magnifisent use for the Maraxus Grip."
 * Brian: "But, I thought we worked for Roar Co."
 * Morkacan: "...... Butt'oDoofus McBrainles, have you forgotten already that those are just our cover to get in a Galactic Federation owned industry? Do I have to remind you again?"
 * ?Brian?: ".... Yes?"
 * Morkacan: "(Sighs)...... One last time, ok? You and I, are Canamork and Butt'oDoofus McBrainles, childhood friends of Maraxus Junior, and, begrudingly against our otherwise HUGE hatred for terrorisum and MJ's father, Overlord Maraxus, are members of The Maraxus Grip to help free said Overlord. We need to be able to snag these worms for the cause, even if we ourselves don't like it, and free the Overlord with the worms. Espeically since the Intensifiver Cannons are gonna go back to being what all fanactic groups are afraid of."
 * Butt'o: "Oh...... Right...... I keep forgetting that."
 * Canamork: "Good..... Now, let's free the ugly bitch and get out of here."
 * Butt'o: "Ok."
 * ???: "You two..... Dissssssssssssssssssssssssssgussssssssssssssssssssssssssst me."
 * Canamork and Butt'o gasped as they say that the worm was looking at them.
 * Butt'o: "...... Did the work just-"
 * Canamork: "Nah. Don't be stupid..... Yet again. Worms like this can't talk."
 * Bertha: "Is that so?"
 * Butt'o and Canamork screamed!
 * Bertha: "Well, if you think your gonna get away with turning me into a weapon of fanacticisum, then rethink this through."
 * Canamork: "...... Uh..... On second thought, maybe we should leave this alone and-"
 * Canamork and Butt'o turned around to see Glueby and Bummer and screamed!
 * Glueby: "Caught you red handed, Maraxus Grippers!"
 * Bummer: "We heard the whole thing, and now, we're gonna expose you."
 * Butt'o: "WAIT! Please don't! We'll leave Jarbins alone for now on and run away from the galaxy! Just pelase don't throw us into jail and-"
 * Bertha spits on the floor where Butt'o was about step on, as Butt'o began to slip!
 * Butt'o: "WHOA-OH-OH-OH-WHOOOOOOOOOA?!"
 * Butt'o fell face first into the releasement button!
 * Computer: "Creature releasement, engaged."
 * Bummer/Glueby/Canamork: "NOOOOOOOO?!"
 * Bertha was freed from the restraints as the Turrents were shut down as a result.
 * Bertha: "Thanks for the help, Butt'o and Cana. I should repay the favor, by processing the Grand Council Woman, and have her DESTROY THE MARAXUS GRIP!?"
 * Butt'o: "Well jokes on you. Your never gonna get us to reveil the group's hideout in the center of the bad side of our home planet Balcon, which is asentually a huge abandon old fortress of the Overlord back when the Maraxus Grip was a simple conquest group and-"
 * Canamork: "YOU IDIOT!? YOU JUST EXPOSED OUR BASE!?"
 * Butt'o: "..... Oopies. Can you please forget that?"
 * Bertha: "Hmm, let me think..... NO?!"
 * Bertha laughed as she escaped from Glueby, Bummer, Canamork and Butt'o.
 * Bertha escapes into the ventalation system.
 * Bummer: "SHE GOT INTO THE VENTALATION SYSTEM!?"
 * Glueby stared angerly at Canamork and Butt'o.
 * Glueby: "..... You two are gonna rot in jail for this."
 * Canamork: "WAIT?! W-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-what about Jarbins? Yeah, uh.... If you expose us as terrorests, and if your bosses find out that Jarbins was gonna sell some worms to us.... Well, I think you smartasses can figure it out."
 * Bummer: "...... Judging by my caluations, if Jarbins gets discovered for trying to sell millaterryised medicine to terrorests, it could cost him his job. And he'll get black-listed from ever getting a job as even a civilian sciencetist."
 * Canamork: "WHOA WHOA WHOA WAIT?! Your making medicine out of those things?"
 * Glueby: "Uh, yeah. Why else is the Federation even bothering with those gross mutant making things?"
 * Canamork: "..... Oh shit. Well, funny story uh.... You see-"
 * Bummer: "Let me guess..... You thought that based on the fact that the original creater of these worms were Hank Spooner and the fact that the Defence Industrys' being entrusted with the jon, you two and the rest of Maraxus Grip done assumed that the worms were gonna be weapons?"
 * Canamork: "..... Pretty much that."
 * Glueby: "...... OH, MY GOD, YOU TWO ARE BEYOND STUPID?! THE GRAND COUNCIL WOMAN IS AGAINST USING BIOLOGICAL WARFARE!? WHY ELSE WAS JUMBAA GIVEN SUCH SHIT FOR MAKING 626?!"
 * Bummer: "And a mess of others."
 * Glueby: "She only wanted those abominations to use to heal the sick and cure all desisese, possability even all forms of cancer. You basicly wanted to use a possable cancer cure, AS A TERRORIST WEAPON?!"
 * Canamork and Butt'o stand silently as they turned into alien donkeys as the wah-wah-wah-wahh plays.
 * Canamork: "..... Ok, maybe we should've paid attention to what Jarbins was saying. But still, Jarbins would get in trouble if we get expsoed as terrorests! He might even be thrown in jail with us! YOU TWO might be thrown in jail?! Is that what you want!?"
 * Glueby and Bummer looked at eachother concernly.
 * Canamork: "..... I thought so. How's about a deal? We capture the worm before it does any harm, and we'll cancel our deal with Jarbins and never bother the Galactic Federation again, cause myself and Butt'o are gonna quit this job! Not even MJ's worth risking the Grand Council Woman getting infected anymore."
 * Glueby: "I don't trust terrorests!"
 * Canamork: "Oh we're not even very good ones, OBVIOUSLY! We were never even involved with explouding stuff or doing violent attacks! In fact, outside from MJ, the rest of the group.... Pretty much hates us for being dumb."
 * Bummer: "Don't we know that feeling."
 * Glueby: "...... Alright, fine, but that doesn't mean we trust you two! As soon as Bertha is captured, we want you two O-U-T out!"
 * Bummer: "Yeah, A-S-A-P, As Soon As Possable."
 * Canamork: "Fair enough. Now, we need to head to the Grand Council Woman's office, it's where the ugly beast is gonna head. And the worm too!"
 * Glueby and Bummer stared angerly.
 * Canamork: "..... I'm kidding, I'm kidding!"
 * The 4 idiots run off!

Chapter 4: Bertha Infests The Federation
Grand Council Woman's office. Later. Lab.
 * The Grand Council Woman was doing paper work.
 * ???: "..... Vainianaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa."
 * Grand Council Woman: "...... What?"
 * Grand Council Woman looked nerviously for the shorce of the voice.....
 * She felt a small slime drop hit her on the forehead, and she felt it in disgust.
 * Grand Council Woman: "Oh, apolling... Whoever was in charged of cleaning up my room will certainly will have to-"
 * Grand Council Woman looks up to see Bertha appear from nowhere and pounce on her!
 * BLACKOUT?!
 * Cella's voice: "Mother. Mother...... (Vision becomes clear again.)..... MOTHER!"
 * Cella was seen.
 * Cella: "What happened?"
 * The Grand Council Woman: "...... I'm fine, my dear. I just conked out from doing too much paperwork."
 * Cella: "Well, you got hurt in the progress and ended up conking out. Your in the infirmery now."
 * Grand Council Woman: "Oh, thank you my dear, your such a good, raptor thing."
 * Cella: "I'm a Raptorsellus, you know this. I think your acting weird from the conk. Your gonna have to be temporary relieved of duty until you recover."
 * Grand Council Woman: "Oh, my dear, I have a reason for conking out. I, had an empifenty! A vision! I had seen a vision of where the Maraxus' main base is!"
 * Cella: "..... You did?"
 * Grand Council Woman: "Yes. And I know where it is. I want you to send Gantu to the center of the bad side of Balcon. And tell him and his crew to bring, Intensifivers."
 * Cella: "By the devines, so the rumors were right! It was right in front of our faces all this time! As acting Grand Council Woman until you recover, I'll make the orders known. You are gonna be famous for this."
 * Cella left.
 * The Grand Council Woman donned a dark grin as Bertha's laughter was heard.
 * Glueby, Bummer, Canamork, and Butt'o are rushing to the Grand Council Woman's office and entered, only to discover Cella.
 * Cella: "Glueby, Bummer, and.... Two Roar Co. guys?"
 * Bummer: "Uh..... Cella, have you by chance seen your mother?"
 * Cella: "Yes. She's in the infirmery cause she conked out and got an empifiny that exposed the Maraxus Grip. It was at the likely place all this time, can you believe it?"
 * Canamork and Butt'o made shocked faces!
 * Glueby and Bummer made them as well!
 * Cella: "...... Why are you guys like this?"
 * Glueby, Bummer, Canamork, and Butt'o: "Uh......"

Chapter 5: The Death of Fanactics
Maraxus Base. Grand Council Woman's office. Infirmary Flashback. Flashback ends.
 * A leader is seen in front of several followers.
 * Leader: "The time of waiting soon ends, Maraxus Grip members. For today, our undercover agents will soon steal us a Galactic Federation weapon that we will use to free my father the Overlord soon, and revert this back to it's true glory as a conquest group. Or days of being extremists will soon end, our glorious return to mere conquest, shall soon be reborned!"
 * Maxarus Members: "MJ, MJ, MJ, MJ, MJ, MJ, MJ, MJ, MJ, MJ, MJ?!"
 * Maraxus Junior: "Our true path shall return to us! And that path is-"
 * ???: "ATTENTION, TERROR GROUP MARAXUS GRIP!?"
 * Gantu and an army of robots armed with Intensifiver Cannons seen and have surround the Building!
 * Gantu: "YOU ALL ARE UNDER ARREST!? SURRENDER OR THIS WILL BE THE END OF YOUR REIGN OF TERROR!?"
 * Maraxus Junior: "....... No...... My friends had failed....... I RATHER DIE FIGHTING THEN SURRENDER LIKE A COWERD!? MARAXUS GRIP FORCES!? TO ARMS?!" (They armed themselves) And trust me, Gantu, in a situation like this, I'd never go unprepared. (Presses a button on his suit and puts up a protective energy shield)
 * Gantu: OPEN FIRE!!! (The robots fired the Intensifier Cannons as they did a great amount of damage to the place, yet was unable to harm Maraxus Junior. One of them tried to fire at him) NO! Keep Maraxus Junior alive! He needs to be placed in prison like his father.
 * Maraxus Junior: NEVER! I WILL NEVER GO TO JAIL!! (Takes out two white dual blasters as they rapidly fire at the troops, and makes it to an escape pod) So long, suckers! I'll get another outside group so I can get my father back! You'll NEVER be rid of me for as long as I live. (Cackles as he activates the escape pod and it takes off, and it was too fast for even the Intensifier Cannons to hit it)
 * Gantu: BLAST IT!!!
 * Robot #1: We can't, sir, it's too fast.
 * Gantu: I know, it was just a--, (Sighs) curse these robots for taking things literally. And curse these cannons for having such a bad ballistic speed. We must find Maraxus Junior, and arrest him!
 * Robot #2: But how will we find him, sir? He could be anywhere in these Galactic Federation worlds.
 * Gantu: Check that escape pod's flight codes, and track his location. If he actually does something crazy, I'm afraid we'll need to contact the Shell Lodgers for assistance. But...(Sighs)...at least we put an end to the Maraxus Grip...for now.
 * Robot #3: Should we head to Planet Zoggen, Captain? That's where our sources say that Maraxus Junior's two remaining spies were last seen. They seem to have been going undercover at the Galaxy Defense Industries Facility that is currently at work with...Project: Geneworm.
 * Gantu: Great Gargathaiths! THAT'S where Maraxus Junior is heading! We must follow him! We'll have the Balcoran ahtorities take care toe surviving Fanactics for us! Something more deeply urgent is at stake!
 * Cella: "Ok, so, you two are telling me that those two are part of the Maraxus Grip and were tricking Jarbins into selling them the worms, of which they and even the entire Maraxus Grip made the assumion that we're making weapons out of them because of their history with Hank, and these two never bothered to ask questions, and because they were denied to see Bertha, she escaped through the dumber Balcoran slamming face first into the release button and has now infected my mother?"
 * Bummer: "I, know that sounds ludicrist to believe, but-"
 * Cella: "It does, but.... I once saw a dangerious biological weapon turning into a gentle-hearted pet. I grown to believe that anything's possable. Now, just so we're clear? You 4 are sure Jarbins has no prior knowledge of what the Balcorans are truely are?"
 * Canamork: "Well, as the least dumb spy, I was able to convince Jarbins well enough that I was actselly a Roar Co. Businessmen. I even managed to make him think that I was the sound of the CEO of the company..... Though, he didn't seemed THAT convinced....."
 * Cella: "That's all I wanted to know. I'll make sure my mother and the rest of the council show lenantcy on him. I have a good idea why he would risk such a risky business deal. Am I right to assume he even trusted you two fakers was because of our rediculious enomonic troubles?"
 * Butt'o: "Oh yeah, he even told us about his 1000 sporebuck problem. He said that he normally got paid WAY more then that."
 * Cella: "Figures. I don't blame him. His family is a littled trouble, and he obviously needs more then the pahthic current pay to help them. I understand. But you two didn't had the right to take advantage of him like that for the gain of a known Anti-Galactic Federation Group! I perfectly understood your servitude is relucent and is morely out of being with your childhood friend, but you two STILL have to answer for your actions! You just risked a highly hostile, and appearently sentient, worm from a dark origen to be allowed to infect more then my mother!"
 * Canamork: "If it's any consolation, not only did we realise that the worms would not be a good use for the Maraxus Grip cause, your making medicine out of them, but, it's clear she doesn't like terrorisum, and, thanks to Butt'o's big mouth, she just had you ordered Gantu to take down the group, so, she's not THAT bad."
 * Cella: "I'm glad for her dislike to terrorisum, but she's not that better. Sentient as she is, she is still driven by parasitic instints, and as such, she'll be driven to muliply and make more worms to infect the entire Galactic Federation. Worse, given the worms former history with Hank, my mother is probuly slowly turning into a hidious mutant!"
 * Bummer: "...... Then did you think it was really a good idear to leave her alone in the infirmery?"
 * Cella: "..... Oh, shit. 4 of you, come with me, quick!?"
 * Grand Councilwoman: (She continues laying down until she suddenly and slowly starts mutating, and becomes a zombie)
 * ???: Yes! Now you shall serve me! You are to protect yourself from anybody who tries to cure you and have you back in power to stop me.
 * Cella: (All 5 burst in) MOTHER!! (They see her as a zombie)
 * Bummer: Crap, we're too late!
 * Grand Councilwoman: Braaains!!
 * Glueby: Oh, no, lady, you don't wanna eat my brain!
 * Canamork: Yeah, it's not that good tasting to be honest. I had Alphan Brain Meatloaf once, and it's not that good to me, even when covered in sauce or spice. My people say it's got more protein than any Alphan meat, but blech!
 * Grand Councilwoman: BRAAAIIIINSS!!!
 * Cella: Guys, you're Balcorans, do something!
 * Butt'o: What can we do? If she bites us, we might end up zombies, too. Don't you watch movies...or even the ones created by the humans?
 * Glueby: Just knock her out with your strength, genius!
 * Butt'o: "..... Did we forget to mention that, the reason we were outcasts to the Maraxus grip that is because..... We're pasifists?"
 * Silence.
 * Glueby, Bummer and Cella: "PASIFIST BALCORANS!? THOSE ACTSELLY EXIST!?"
 * Canamork: "It's true. Why else were we so hated?"
 * Glueby: "WHY WOULD PASIFIST IDIOTS BE ALLOWED TO JOIN A TERROR GROUP!?"
 * Bummer: "I think we already establish that Maraxus Junior was a childhood friend and-"
 * Glueby: "IT WAS A RETORICAL QUESTION!?"
 * Cella: "Ok, plan B, we have to keep my mother from ever leaving the infirmery!"
 * Canamork: "And how is that possable without physically touching her and risking a bite?"
 * Cella: "Simple.... She can't infect robots."
 * Cella presses a button, and big strong robots came in.
 * Cella: "The Grand Council Woman is compromsied by a parasitic infection. Force is restricted to holding her down. Do not let her leave the infirmery."
 * The Robots obeyed the command and surrounded the mutant sombie Grand Council Woman.
 * Grand Councilwoman Zombie: BRAAAIINNNS!!--(She is pinned down by the robots and restrained with straps as they restrained her back into the hamper)...BRAIINSS!!!
 * Cella: We need to go contact the Shell Lodgers! They'll help us find Bertha and fix this. We need to find that worm before she reproduces just enough to create an army.
 * ???: AND THAT ARMY WILL BELONG TO ME!! (Maraxus Junior appears armed with his dual blasters)
 * Butt'o: BOSS?!? WHAT'RE YOU--
 * Maraxus Jr: I hope you two are happy! The entire Maraxus Grip has been destroyed, and it's ALL YOUR FAULT!!! I should've brought in more efficient soldiers to retrieve the specimen. Now, I'm forced to steal the specimen and use her to create my new army.
 * Cella: ARE YOU INSANE?!? Do you have ANY idea how against terrorism that thing is? If you even tried to control it, it'll eat you alive!
 * Maraxus Jr: I have ways of getting around that. Now tell me where the lab is before I incinerate you from the inside out! (Cocks his guns)
 * Bummer: Uh, pal, you do know that the Galactic Authorities could predict that you'll be heading for the labs, right? They'll be there waiting for you, so even if we told you, you'd pretty much be screwed.
 * Maraxus Jr: Not if I have you all as hostages, I won't!
 * Cella: That's going to get you in even more trouble than you are now. You have any idea how punishable threat--(MJ aims his guns at her)
 * Maraxus Jr: Don't think I'm just doing this as a scare tactic! I've killed people almost every day. TELL ME WHERE THE LAB IS, NOW!!!
 * The Grand Council Zombie growled!
 * CCZ: "Leave, Cella, Alone!?"
 * Maraxus Jr: "Oh yeah, you zombiefived freak?! What're you gonna do about me!?"
 * The Grand Council Zombie began to twist and turn painfully, as it began to don a more Mantis-like posture and features! The result enabled it to smack away the strong robots like nothing!
 * Maraxus Jr was legitamently surprise, but otherwise wasn't afraid.
 * Grand Council Zombie (In Bertha's voice): "Oh, it's not her you should be afraid of, fanactic."
 * Cella: "Bertha, what the hell are you doing to my mother!?"
 * GCZ Bertha: "What Hank designed me espeically in case of an emergeny concerning my kind being harmed. Repopulate the spieces and become ammuned to whatever originally killed us off to avoid it being repeated."
 * (GCZ Bertha): "Father Hank meant for me to atthive his dream for exselerated evoulution, and I was meant to be the worm that can make mutants change beyond the worthless zombie thing many other worms of this generation were capable of. I was perfection waiting to reserface. I, was going to help his dreams. But then, the Lougers ruined EVERYTHING!?"
 * The events of Wrath of The Mutant Frog Genius replayed in the flashback.
 * (GCZ Bertha): "I was able to escape and I began to rally the worms to help father get his revenge, but then..... You Galactic Aliens happened. You fired some kind of, ray and it.... It....."
 * The T-Score disinfection ray lightens the planet in a bright-green glow, all zombies, and non-sentient animals on planet convert back to normal, and also, suffercating the worms.
 * (GCZ Bertha): "My kind, was dying from those rays. I almost parished from them myself. I was suffering."
 * Bertha finally fainted from the ray.
 * (GCZ Bertha): "Next thing I realised, I ended up in a lab being exspearimented on by some long-necked doctor and two idiot friends of his! I seemed doomed to be just a gaini pig!?"
 * GCZ Bertha: "AT least, until those false Roar Co fools showed up and wanted to misuse me for fanactical means. Well thanks to their bumbling antics, I am now free to restore my spieces and use the powers of this alien goverment to restore Poi-Son to it's true mutanted former glory, and bring Hank back as it's rightful king!?"
 * Maraxus Jr: "Ha?! THAT loser? Why settle for a worthless mutant joke of a frog when you can have the son of a powerful Balcoranian Overlord?"
 * GCZ Bertha hissed!
 * GCZ Bertha grabbed Maraxus Jr, stripped him of his guns and tecnological tricks and held him down!
 * GCZ Bertha: "PAY FOR YOUR TRANSGRESSIONS?!"
 * Maraxus: "JUST WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR DO-"
 * GCZ Bertha puked more worms on Maraxus Jr!
 * Cella: "GROSS!?"
 * Bummer: "Oh that's nasty."
 * Glueby: "I did NOT wanted to see that!"
 * Butt'o: "I didn't know miss Vainiana eats worms."
 * Cella: "SHE DIDN'T AND NEVER HAS AND NEVER WILL!? Bertha must've made more worms inside her!? My mother is being used as a harbringer of a mutanting plauge!"
 * Canamork: "And poor MJ's gonna become the first victim!?"