*Above is a picture of Evil Ned on his tree in Darkitty Dark Dark (excuse the necklace thing, that was for something else).

The group walks to Brightitty Bright Bright (a.k.a. Darkitty Dark Dark). Once they reach the tree line, they all completely lose physical color.

BLENNY: Cela semble très étrange ... (This looks very strange...)

GIANT BABY complains to NINJA FINGER.

GIANT BABY: Ninja Finger, I feel weird!

NINJA FINGER: I know, I can feel it too.

BOOFIN: It's all the un-odd, isn't it.

CLOPE begins panicking and running behind various trees.

GOOFIN: I can't believe he had the nerve to do this to such a-- Clope, what are you doing?

CLOPE: It's everywhere! I can't get away from--

SNAPPY: SHH!!!

CLOPE: But--

SNAPPY whispers harshly, gesturing towards something with his... head.

SNAPPY: Look!

They all look and see EVIL NED standing triumphantly on his tree in the distance, eating candy.

BEAN NANA: What? Does he think he just all of a sudden rules Brightitty Bright Bright--

CORN POPO: No. Darkitty Dark Dark.

BEAN NANA looks at him. Expecting to get heeHEEd, he tries to hide himself under his arms.

BOOFIN: So, Ninja Finger, got any ideas as to a strategy?

Everyone looks at NINJA FINGER.

BLENNY: Je pensais que les présidents nous a déjà donné un. (I thought the Presidents already gave us one.)

CLOPE: Yeah, what he said.

FUZZY: Which was...

CLOPE: Huh? Oh yeah. He said that he thought the Presidents already gave us a strategy.

BOOFIN: Well, yeah, but we never talked about exactly how to do it.

GIANT BABY: Yeah! So now you need to figure that out, Ninja Finger!

There is silence as he thinks.

Hey! I'm talking to you!

NINJA FINGER: I know, I'm thinking! Um... Maybe we can have some of us distract him while... Do any of you think you can pull that wagon away from him quickly and noiselessly?

CORN POPO: ME!!

heeHEE

Owie!

BEAN NANA: heeHEE!

NINJA FINGER: Uh, no. You would be a much better distraction.

GIANT BABY starts to say something.

You too.

GIANT BABY: Okay.

GOOFIN: Well, considering that pulling a wagon would require hands...

FUZZY: I could try, if you need me to.

CRAB: No. My black eyes tell me that the three of us should stick together.

JR. CORN POPO: And I'm too short!

SNAPPY: That really just leaves you, Ninja Finger.

NINJA FINGER: Okay, so I pull, and the rest of you distract. Let's do this.