Things seem to be running pretty smoothly at the DRW HQ... Everyone is watching TV...
Star: These damned ad breaks! I hate television!!
Mega Man: Nah, I kinda like the breaks...
Gyro: Huh? What do you mean?!
Mega Man: If there weren't any breaks in the middle of long movies, then we'd never be able to...
Crystal: ...Take a break?
Gravity (yawning): Good idea. I think I need one.
Mega Man: Anyways... Thanks for inviting me over- You'll have to come around to the lab sometime, we have a wide-screen there.
Star: Hey, no problem, buddy- Drop in whenever you want.
Napalm: And we might just take you up on that offer. Wide-screen, hmm...
Mega Man: Great. Feel free.
Crystal: Aaah! I feel so free! Ohhh!
Charge: Shhh! The ridiculously long and conveniently timed ad break has finished!
TV: "...Grrr! Get this mutt off me!"
Stone: Go Scooby! Unmask the villainous hamburger fiend!
Gravity: Aw, no! It's the doorbell.
Star: Don't look at me, guys! I always answer it!!
Mega Man: No worries, I'll get it.
Typically selfless, Mega Man walks to the door- missing the best part of the show. Wow, he's such a great guy. Yeah, couldn't we all do with friends like that? Well I know I could. In fact, once I had a friend who...
Crystal (calls out): If it's the pizza-delivery guy, tell him we ain't paying, he's three days late!
Mega Man (opening door): Hello?
Wave Man: Mega Man!
Yes folks, it's what you've all been waiting for... the dramatic return of Wave Man!!
Mega Man: Er...hi?
Wave Man: Mega Man!
Pretty dramatic, huh?
Mega Man: Er...yes?
Wave Man: Mega Man!
Mega Man: YES, IT'S ME, DAMMIT!! I THINK WE HAVE ESTABLISHED THAT!!!
Wave Man: Mega Man! You have taken over the HQ?!
Mega Man: What?
Wave Man: You have destroyed all my friends and taken over our HQ?!
Mega Man: Um?
Wave Man: REVENGE!!! I must avenge my friends!! But first... AAIEEEE!!!! (runs away)
Mega Man returns back to the others
Mega Man: Oh-kay...
Gyro: Well- Who was it?
Crystal: Yeah, did you teach that pizza-boy a lesson?
Mega Man: It was Wave Man.
All: Wave Man?!!
Mega Man: Um... yes. But he ran away, because he thought I destroyed you all.
Gyro: Damn! He owed me a fiver.
Crystal: Okay- Back to the TV!
TV: "...So-You mean you're not the ghoul?"
Napalm: I knew it wouldn't be Jenkins! That means the real villain must be...
TV: "...That means the real villain must be-"
Charge: Finally! At last we get to see who the villain is!
Gyro: ACK! A badly animated explosion!!
Star: I guess we didn't pay our taxes...
Gravity: They blow up your TV if you don't pay your taxes?!!
A short while later...
Stone: We're ruined! We can't possibly afford to pay all of this!
Napalm: And we've got to get the TV fixed!
Crystal: And we still need to get a Coke machine!
Charge: And we haven't payed our rent for 3 months!
Star: So... If we want to keep our HQ, and everything else... We need some money...
Stone: There's only one thing to do!
Gyro: Go back to the bank? No, wait- We've already spent an episode doing that...
Stone: We must hold a fashion show! It will raise money, and provide cheap laughs!
Crystal: Aw, couldn't we just sell home-made Lemonade?
Later on, when things are prepared...
Charge: I don't want to dress up.
Star: Don't worry, you won't have to- We're gonna judge it. Inventors will bring in their latest robots, and they can parade on the catwalk-
Charge: What, the inventors?
Star: No. The robots.
Napalm: Oh. I wanted to wear a dress.
Napalm: Er... I mean... formal dress?
Gravity: Great! That must be the first robot to arrive. Come in!
Contestant: Hello! Is this the robot show?
Star: Yes, welcome! Who are you?
Contestant: I am the fearsome... Crusty Cheese Man!!
Stone: Crusty Cheese Man?!
Crusty Cheese Man: Yes! Watch as I fire macaroni from my nostrils!
Crystal: Please don't.
Star: Well... er... We're very pleased to have you here...um.. Crusty Cheese.
Gyro (looking around): Where did he go?
Crusty Cheese: Help me! I'm being eaten by a train!
Charge (with his mouth full): Munch, Munch- I am NOT a train!
Star: You idiot! Don't eat the contestants!
Stone: I'll get the door...
Charge: Please, Please, be a dessert! C'mon!
Gyro: Hey, It's Centaur Man.
Centaur Man: Uh, hi. Can I borrow a cup of sugar?
Stone: Sure- I'll just go and get one.
Centaur Man: Here- I brought my own cup.
Stone: Even better.
Gravity: Well, I hope we get some real contestants soon.
Charge: Or perhaps a Chocolate Cake man... or even a Toffee Man!
Stone: Here's your cup of sugar. Oh, and a complimentary weevil.
Centaur Man: Thanks, You see I'm trying to make this cake and-
Charge (drooling): Chocolate Cake?!!
Centaur Man: Uh, I think I'd better go... Thanks for the sugar!
Gravity: Groan! We need to start the contest, but we have no contestants!
Mega Man: Wha- Huh? What's going on? I think I fell asleep.
Star: We're still waiting for contestants...
Mega Man: Oh. ...and why is there macaroni in my ear?
Charge: I'm a messy eater.
Crystal: Is it just me, or is there something wrong with that doorbell?
Contestant: Hello? I'm here to be in the show.
Gyro: Cut Man?
Contestant: No- I am an improved model!
Star: Yes, I can see you have a bigger cutter.
Contestant: Not only bigger but... Paper! For I am 'Papercut Man'!!
Charge: Papercut Man?
Gyro: God... What kind of moron would invent a robot like that?
Papercut Man: Don't mock me!! Swift death to all those who mock me!!
Papercut: Applies lemon juice to his cutter MWAHAHAHA!!!
Stone: He's almost as bad as Arch.
Papercut: What about you, Stone freak? Rock may beat Scissors, but Paper beats Rock!!
Mega Man: I'm Rock! He's Stone.
Stone: Yeah, get it right.
Papercut: I will destroy you all!!
Napalm: You won't defeat me! Eat Napalm!!
Papercut (running away): Oh S**t.
Later, when everything is tidied (relatively) and Mega Man has returned home...
Star: Well... that was a waste of time. We didn't get one serious contestant!
Gravity: Damn! We're still in debt too...
Stone: I wonder who that is?
A strange form enters the building- a robot made from almost anything and everything...
Star: Sorry, the contest is over. It was a bit of a failure.
Late Contestant: I, Gimmick Man, pledge service to you!
Gimmick Man: I may not be much, but my creator was going to enter me into the contest- before he unfortunately perished.
Napalm: Perished? How?
Gimmick: My programming went haywire, and I killed him.
Gimmick: No, just kidding. He died of old age. I have come here because it was the only thing I knew to do. So, I pledge service to you all.
Star: Well, er...we don't really need anyone at the moment...
Gimmick (looking around): I believe you could make use of me, I have many useful functions.
Napalm: Wow! Is that a TV in your chest?
Gimmick: Yes. However it only shows adverts. That's how my creator paid for me- advertising!
Gravity: Perhaps you can stay... We are a little short on money and need all the help we can get.
Star: Okay then, Gimmick- You can be our housekeeper, it's getting quite expensive to keep hiring Roll.
Gimmick: That sounds wonderful. Thank you so much.
Stone: Well, we're still in debt, guys. The show was a bit of a disaster.
Gyro: Hey, it was your idea!
Crystal: Well, we may not be any richer, moneywise, but we have made a new friend.
Star: Wow! It's unlike you to say something like that.
Gyro: Yeah, are you going soft?
Crystal: No, I was being sarcastic.
Gravity: Well, maybe one day we will be able to afford a new TV.
Napalm: We can only live and hope. By the way- Charge Man seems to have disappeared again.
Stone: So he has. Oh well, He'll be back by next episode, I'm sure.
Star: Goodnight, fellas.
Crystal: Yeah, Goodnight.
A sad ending! Will the team get out of debt? Will something amusing happen? We can only hope.