(Cut to the backyard of Rebellion HQ. Nakori sits in a lawnchair, reading a book. Jason comes running on screen. He jumps over her and knocks the book out of her hand.)

Nakori: Jason!

Jason: Oh, sorry, Nakori! It's just that-

Nakori: Don't explain yourself, just let me read.

(Jason nods and continues running off. Nakori picks up her book and starts reading again. About ten seconds later, Skull comes running onscreen. He dives down beneath the lawnchair. Nakori sighs.)

Nakori: Skull, I'm-

Skull: Shut it! I'm hiding!

Nakori: From who?

(Jeremy swoops down and fires some Yammar Options at Skull. He dives out of the way, sending Nakori and the chair flying. Nakori screams. Jeremy descends and grabs Skull by the neck.)

Jeremy: Trying to hide from me, eh?

Skull: Thanks for falling into my trap!

Jeremy: What?

(Skull explodes, sending Jeremy crashing down. Skull walks in from the left, chuckling.)

Skull: I really do love the Infinity Drive...

Jeremy: Since when could they explode?!

Nakori: Excuse me!

Jeremy: (turns his head) Yeah? What?

Nakori: I think you owe me a big apology. Both of you.

Jeremy: What? What did I do?

Nakori: You could've killed me with those Options!

Skull: Cry some more!

Nakori: That's it, I'm done. Bye, jerks.

(Nakori tunnels underground. Skull and Jeremy look at each other.)

Jeremy: Not it!

Skull: Dammit, why do I have to tell Shift? You refused to apologize!

Jeremy: So did you!

Skull: Nonsense!

Jeremy: Alright, if you're not man enough to do it, I will.

Skull: Fine then!

(Cut to the living room. Shift is drinking a bottle of Dr. Pepper. Yami is at his side. Jeremy flies in.)

Jeremy: Hey, Shift, I have something important to talk to you about.

Shift: What is it? Did I get in the paper again?

Yami: Shift, if you wanna get in the paper, you're gonna have to up the ante, fix the operation, you know what I'm saying?

Shift: No. But I want Jeremy to tell me what's so important.

Jeremy: Well, you see...how do I put this...remember Haukura?

Yami: That traitor?

Shift: Yeah, what about him? Is he back?

Jeremy: No, not at all...and remember Metalboy?

Shift: The substitute? Yeah, I remember him.

Jeremy: Well, remember Nakori?

Shift: Remember? Why would I have to remember Nakori?

Jeremy: Well, Skull kind of chased her away...and she took the Force Gem with her.

(Shift stands up and screeches. Cut to the backyard. Skull is reading Nakori's book and sitting in the lawnchair.)

Skull: What the hell is a stockhouse?

(Shift flies from the right and hits Skull, sending him flying. He then kicks and punches him in the air, making Skull yell.)

Skull: Ow! Ow! Hey, what'd I do?!

Shift: You chased away another Scaravich!

Skull: Technically I chased away a Scaravna!

Shift: Technically you're gonna die!

(Shift continues to beat on Skull. Everybody else pours out from the right, watching.)

Draconis: What the hell is this?

Brick: Skull must've drank his Dr. Pepper or something.

Jeremy: Actually, he chased away Nakori.

Brick: So we have to find another Scaravich?

Yami: Hey, I know a guy who-

Draconis: Shut up, Yami.

Jason: Man, look at Shift go!

Yami: I'm surprised Skull's holding up, little guy's a trooper.

Draconis: You think this is intense? I was a Hunter, kids. This was Saturday mornings for me.

Brick: We get it, you could beat us all up.

Draconis: Damn straight!

Jeremy: Is this gonna end anytime soon, Shift?

Shift: I'm just getting started!

Skull: Why isn't my Infinity Drive working?!

Shift: Trying to clone out, huh? Not gonna happen!

(Skull uppercuts Skull and hovers up. Skull is doing a spiral in the air when Shift punches him in the face, sending him flying down. Something black spurts out of the ground, which Skull falls into. The black stuff, apparently a liquid, continues to come out. Everybody goes over to look at it.)

Skull: I think I'm leaking, guys, everybody back!

Brick: This isn't your fluids, Skull. I think it's chocolate syrup.

(Brick puts a hand down and takes some of the liquid. He then licks it off his hand. Jeremy slaps him.)

Jeremy: You idiot, it's not chocolate syrup!

Brick: Well, I know that now!

(Brick spits the liquid out.)

Draconis: Is it...oil?

Jeremy: I definitely think so?

Skull: Wait. I struck oil?

Shift: No, I struck the oil, and it's all mine!

Yami: Dude, I was controlling your mind, I get to keep it.

Nakori: (voice) No, I struck the oil!

(Nakori walks on screen, covered in oil.)

Jason: Nakori! You're back from leaving the team!

Nakori: What? I never left!

(Skull takes a very deep breath and looks at Shift.)

Nakori: I was just digging. It's pretty therapeutic. And I found all of this, and now we can use it.

Draconis: Let's make a combat vehicle and we can use all this oil to throw it as bombs and light it on fire!

Brick: Let's solve the gas crisis!

Shift: Let's sell it and get filthy rich!

Nakori: That's what I was planning on doing. But I figured we could donate some of the money maybe...

Yami: I like being filthy rich better than being nice rich.

Jeremy: I'll go call Gate, get him over here to look at this.

Draconis: And I'll start bottling it up!

Shift: And I'll celebrate!

(Shift pulls out two pistols and shoots them into the sky, yelling. Jeremy flies off, and Draconis runs off. Cut to the same spot, except an hour later. Brick, Jason, and Yami bottling the oil. Shift hovers above them, wearing a cowboy hat. Jeremy, Skull and Gate walk onscreen.)

Skull: And then he kicked me down! Gate, I can't handle him anymore, can I live with you?

Gate: Uhh...sorry, Skull, but things are a little crowded at the lab these days. So, I assume this is the oil?

Jeremy: Yes it is! Shift, how's the bottling coming?

(From this point on, Shift will be speaking in a thick Texas accent.)

Shift: There's my doctor and my dragonfly and my bug! Bottling's going good, I put these boys to work, gave 'em nice benefits even!

Brick: We get to have our own mini-fridges!

Shift: (angrily) Get back to work you mongrel!

Skull: You see how he treats us?!

Gate: Uhh, Shift, why are you a Texan caricature?

Shift: I can't help who I am, Gate. And I am the world's finest oil millionaire, yee-haw!

Jeremy: We haven't actually made any money yet, Shift. Nakori and Draconis are down there now.

Shift: Ahh, who cares, by the end of the day, I'm gonna be as loaded as that talkin' car!

Gate: Well, everything looks legit around here...your methods are...original, but they seem to be working out well. Congratulations, Rebellion! You guys won't have to work another day in your lives.

Jason: What about us?

Gate: Eventually you can hire replacements, I'm sure.

Yami: And then I'll be the one with the Texas accent! (speaking in a thick Texan accent) Yee-haw!

Shift: Don't make me light that oil field on fire, boy.

(From this point on, Yami speaks in a thick Indian accent.)

Yami: Fine...

Gate: So Draconis isn't around? I'll see him some other time, he's been asking me to come visit for a while now.

Shift: Don't ever feel unwelcome in Shift country, Doc!

(Gate nods and walks away.)

Jason: Shift Country? The citizens of this "Shift Country" don't want to belong to this "Shift Country"!

Yami: We want to break off and form The Republic of Yami!

Brick: South Brickastan!

Jason: Jasonpotamia!

Shift: One more word and I'll blow all y'all to Hell!

Skull: Does that include me?

Shift: Boy, you already got what came to ya. Get on outta here.

(Skull and Jeremy walk from the yard into the kitchen.)

Jeremy: Well, it looks like things are looking up for the Rebellion! We can buy tons of new gear with this...

Skull: Gear? Why would you want to buy gear?

Jeremy: To fight evil, duh!

Skull: Jerry, we're bigger than that now. Leave it to somebody else - we have better things to do with our time.

Jeremy: Like what?

Skull: Oh, I know some things we can spend our cash on...

(Skull is still talking to Jeremy, but what he's saying is inaudible. They talk out of the kitchen and the screen fades to black. The words "ONE WEEK LATER" in white come up. Cut to the front door of Rebellion HQ. Gate walks up to it, holding a newspaper. He knocks on the door three times.)

Gate: Hey, Rebellion! It's Gate!

(Gate knocks two more times. After waiting for a few seconds, he let's out a "hmm" and walks around the house, to the oilfield. Shift is hovering over it, holding a shotgun. Several rusty Reploids are toiling away in the fields. Gate walks down to below Shift.)

Gate: Hey, Shift!

(Shift descends down.)

Shift: Well well well, if it isn't the good doctor! How's it going, Gate?

Gate: I don't know, how are you?

Shift: I'm golden! Black golden! Ah ha!

Gate: That's great to hear, because the city sure isn't doing so well.

(Gate shows Shift the newspaper.)

Gate: The Nightmare Force stole 20 helicopters last night and killed seventeen guards. They also blew up twenty-nine cars and made an office building collapse. And the Rebellion was nowhere to be found!

Shift: Gate, I got better things to do with my time now. I'm an oil billionaire, I can't be concerned with these little convicts!

Gate: I thought the Rebellion was supposed to protect and defend.

Shift: Our new focus is more to drill and drill.

(Gate sighs and walks away. Shift burns the paper and flies back up. Gate walks into the kitchen. Brick sits at the table. He is wearing a black jacket, a tophat, and a monocle. He throws some caviar into his mouth.)

Brick: If it isn't Gate, my good chap!

Gate: Brick? Why are you dressed like that? And what are you eating?

Brick: It's caviar, and I am dressed in this manner because I am a gentleman. A very wealthy one, might I add.

Gate: ...Brick, since when were you considered with being a gentleman?

Brick: Well, I am an incredibly well-off man, and when one is so astoundingly rich, you must dress in a certain way, and speak in a certain way, and look down at poor people in a certain way...

(Nakori walks into the kitchen, dragging a giant golden statue of herself.)

Nakori: Oh, hey Gate! Do you think this golden statue is good enough?

Gate: What? Why are you wasting your money on a golden statue?

Nakori: Hey, it's better than what Jason or Skull have been spending their money on lately...

(Cut to a pool room. The pool is filled with lots of dollar bills. Jason stands on the diving board. Jeremy is sitting in an inner tube.)

Jason: I call this one the Triple Mint!

(Jason jumps up and goes into his shell. He then lands in the pool, sending dollar bills flying everywhere. He swims back up to the surface. Gate walks in.)

Gate: This is not real.

Jeremy: I know, right? I didn't think they made these either.

Jason: Oh, dude, of course they do. They make all kinds! Nickels, pennies, dimes, millions...

Jeremy: What do we have?

Jason: Millions, what do you think we are, white trash?

Gate: You spent your money on a swimming pool that you filled with million dollar bills?!

Jason: Hey, at least I'm not huffing grease like topdog over there!

(The camera pans over to the closest wall. Skull is slumped up against it, holding a can full of grease. Gate runs up to him.)

Gate: Skull! What are you doing?

Skull: Eugh....living, man.

Gate: You're huffing grease!

Skull: Man, don't be hating on me just 'cause I'm succesful and liked! I got friends...I got friends like Mr. Brownslick over here, me an' him spend late nights all the time...he-he's been knockin'...won't leave me alone...

Gate: That's just amazing. So half of you are ridiculous and the other half are idiots. I hope Yami and Draconis are better than you...

(Jason and Jeremy swim over.)

Jason: Yami's just as bad as Shift!

(Cut to a separate field nearby Rebellion HQ. Yami stands in it, yelling at a hand drill on the ground.)

Yami: Work! Work! I'm not going to tell you again! One more word and I'm sending you straight to Hell!

(Cut back to the pool.)

Gate: Yes, well, I'm sure Draconis isn't acting this way.

Jeremy: I haven't seen Draconis in a while, actually. Jason?

Jason: Me neither.

Skull: And I can't see anything anyways...

Gate: Well, he's probably been in his room sulking. I'd be too if I lived with you people...

(Cut to the room hallway. Gate walks up to a door with a light blue wolf's head emblem and knocks.)

Gate: Draconis, it's me, Ga-

(The door suddenly opens. Gate is startled, and steps back, but then walks in. Inside, the room is very dark and cluttered. The door shuts on its own. Gate walks around.)

Gate: Draconis? You in here? Come on out, Draconis!

(The camera pans over to a desk with a small, very dim light. Somebody is sitting at it, wearing a white bathrobe.)

Gate: Oh, hey Draconis.

(The figure turns around, revealing themselves to be Draconis. However, he is noticeably different - his eyes are completely white and his "fur" is much more kept.)

Draconis: Hello, Gate! How nice of you to come into my abode!

Gate: You look...different. Haircut?

Draconis: Why...why yes! Thank you for noticing!

Gate: What's that you're working on?

Draconis: Oh, nothing...just staring at the desk...so beautiful, I got rid of all the dust...

(Gate steps forward and Draconis growls very loudly. Gate jumps back.)

Draconis: Back! Get back, you-you dirt monster!

Gate: What? What are you talking about?!

Draconis: Oh, you comprehend me just fine, dirt monster! Always groveling around, covered in grease and grime and disgusting, putrid-

Gate: That is it!

(Gate runs forward and slaps Draconis multiple times. He starts to shriek, calling Gate a "dirt monster".)

Gate: This money has gone to your head, Draconis! This isn't like you!

(Gate continues slapping him and then cools down, breathing heavily. Draconis sits down in the chair. He shakes his head, and his pupils return. He looks around at his room and himself.)

Draconis: Wait...why is my room so dark and empty? And...what's with this bathrobe? And why is my hair all cut off?

Gate: All the oil money went to your heads. You in particular turned out to be a reclusive germophobe.

Draconis: Damn...really? Thanks for...whatever it is you did, Gate. What are the others like?

Gate: Just as bad.

Draconis: Well then...

(Draconis stands up and throws the bathrobe off.)

Draconis: Let's kick some golden-plated ass.

(Cut to the pool. Jason is jumping on the diving board, gradually getting higher and higher. Eventually, he jumps up very high, and the golden Nakori statue comes flying at him, hitting him and sending him flying. Jeremy falls out of his innertube in surprise. Draconis, Gate, and Nakori march into the room.)

Jeremy: What was that?!

Nakori: The sweet feel of liberation.

Jeremy: In non-metaphorical terms?

Gate: The days of wine and doses are over, my friend. And if you're smart you'll know that these waters aren't very safe.

(All three of them take out Molotov cocktails and throw them into the pool. Jeremy quickly soars out and above the pool.)

Jeremy: What is going on?! Have you all lost your sanity?!?

Draconis: Actually, I gained it.

(Cut to the opposite end of the pool. Skull sits slouched up against the wall, covered in grease. Jason is in the wall with the statue stopping him from getting out. His legs kick. Draconis slides over to Skull, smacking him in the face.)

Skull: Ow! I don't know who that was, but whoever you are, you'll pay! Soon as I get my fix...

Draconis: Not today, my friend. Today you're being rehabilitated. As much as it clashes, I don't prefer going "cold turkey"...

(Draconis picks Skull up and throws him into the fire. Predictably, he screams.)

Draconis: I like it hot.

(Gate and Nakori run up to Draconis.)

Nakori: Drac! That's a little too much!

Draconis: I'm an artist, honey.

Gate: While it was a little drastic, I think he's turned off from grease. Nakori, can you dig Jason out from there? And actually, freeze the fire, Draconis.

(Draconis freezes the fire, leaving Skull stuck at the surface, looking burnt. Nakori jumps up and starts digging Jason out. Jeremy flies over.)

Draconis: Are you done?

Skull: Are you done?

Jeremy: Skull, trust me, you don't want to speak right now.

(Nakori jumps off from the statue and it falls off. Jason tumbles down, looking exhausted. He then picks himself back up.)

Jason: Ice skating...rink?

Gate: Maybe sometime else. Just no more money pools.

Jason: Sure...sure thing, officer...

Nakori: Alright, so more than half of us are snapped out.

Jeremy: That leaves Brick, Yami, and Shift. Brick and Yami should be easy to manipulate, but Shift...

Draconis: Oh, don't worry. I have my plans.

(Cut to Shift in his oil field. He is barking orders at the worker Reploids.)

Shift: Yeah, you better be workin' down there, Johnny! And you, Petey, shut your trap! It's good for ya!

(Skull runs out, booing and throwing up fliers.)

Skull: Down with Shift Country! Up with the Republic of Yami!

Shift: What?! Why you little...

(Shift starts to charge up a fire blast when out of nowhere, Yami pounces on him, swinging the anchor. He takes a hold of Shift and "rides" him down to the ground, where he takes out the drill from before and starts drilling him. Skull holds him down as others come in.)

Yami: (lacking the Indian accent) Yeah, take it, take it!

Shift: What in the forty Hells is goin' on?!

Skull: Comeuppance!

Gate: Alright, Shift, this whole oil thing, with the cowboy hats and the Texan accent? It's over. Gone. Or I'll let Yami drill through your central processing system.

Shift: (lacking Texan accent) Alright, alright, just get them off me!

(Gate takes Skull off and Brick, after some initial difficulty, gets Yami away.)

Brick: Just let it go, man!

Draconis: Now that that's out of the way, it's time for some finishing touches...

(Draconis takes out a Molotov cocktail and attempts to throw it at the oilfield. Before he can, Gate smacks him and takes it.)

Draconis: What are you doing?

Gate: Saving you!

Draconis: This oil is what nearly killed all of us. It's evil!

Gate: But it's a steady supply of cash. And let's face it, Rebellion, you guys aren't very skilled...

(Everybody murmurs in agreement.)

Brick: So...it's alright to have oil?

Gate: Yes.

Brick: Can I still have a sweet top hat?

Gate: No.

(Brick whimpers.)

THE REPLOID REBELLION WILL RETURN