Zyurangers' Clown Call Fiasco!

The Zyurangers, led by Geki, embark on a dangerous mission into a mysterious forest to locate missing gymnasts. They encounter strange bouncing objects that turn out to be the missing children, caught by an evil presence known as the Balloon Master. The forest itself seems to twist and distort, influenced by the expanding evil empire of the Grim Jester Circus, which has consumed the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers in a neighboring dimension. Despite their fear and the draining effects of the Balloon Master's powers, the Zyurangers refuse to bow to its demands. As they confront the sinister entity, they become captured in a web of rubbery traps, testing their resolve in unexpected and whimsical ways.

PS: This is a bonus chapter, set in the harrowing aftermath of MMPRangers team’s failure to escape the eldritch Grim Jester circus!

With Zordon’s warriors’ powers in their squeaky hands, the clowns manage to penetrate the dimensional barrier to spread their sick idea of fun!

What better way to end this month than to complete the circus story arc with a clown bang!

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The dense forest near Tokyo was eerily quiet as the Zyurangers patrolled, their senses heightened for any sign of trouble. They were on a mission to find the missing youngsters from the local gymnastics club. The team moved cautiously, their eyes scanning the surroundings for any clue.

Geki, the TyrannoRanger, led the way. "Stay alert, everyone. We need to find those gymnasts."

Mei, the PteraRanger, nodded. "I hope they're okay. This whole area gives me the creeps."

Goushi, the MammothRanger, added, "We have to be ready for anything. Who knows what’s lurking out here?"

Dan, the TriceraRanger, tried to lighten the mood. "Maybe they just got lost playing hide and seek?"

Boi, the TigerRanger, grinned. "Yeah, with our luck, they'll jump out and scare us."

Their banter was cut short when they stumbled upon an opening in the forest filled with big, vibrant bouncy rubber balls. The sight was almost comical, and for a moment, the tension eased.

Dan couldn't resist. "Look at these! They’re huge!" He bounced one playfully, and Boi joined in, laughing as he kicked another ball high into the air.

But their laughter turned to screams of horror when faces started bulging out from the balls—the faces of the missing gymnasts, their expressions frozen in terror.

Geki shouted, "Dan! Boi! Get away from those things!"

The balls' faces moved and moaning voices formed a haunting clamor. "Help us... please... we're trapped!"

Mei gasped, "Oh my God, they're inside the balls!"

Goushi gritted his teeth, "This is a nightmare. They need us now!”

The Zyurangers quickly readied their Ranger gun blasters, but when they pulled the triggers, only whimsical bubbles emerged instead of the usual laser fire.

"What the heck? Bubbles?!" Geki exclaimed in frustration.

Suddenly, an eerie, disembodied laughter echoed through the clearing. "You've crossed the boundaries to hell, Zyurangers," the voice hollered, frightening them.

The Balloon Master floated into view, its eyes gleaming with malice. "Welcome to our Grim Jester funhouse of horrors!"

TyrannoRanger aimed his blaster again, only to release another stream of useless bubbles. "What have you done with our weapons?!"

The Balloon Master laughed, a sinister sound that made the hairs on the back of their necks stand up. "Your weapons are just toys here, as useless as your resistance. I've turned them into bubble blowers for my amusement!"

TriceraRanger shook, "Why are you? What do you want?!"

The Balloon Master grinned wickedly. "My goal, dear Rangers, is to turn those gymnasts, and even you, into my new circus slaves. You'll entertain my clowns and bring joy to my dark heart."

Trying to maintain his composure, Boi shouted, "We'll never let that happen!"

The Balloon Master's eyes gleamed with sadistic desire. "Oh, but it’s already happening! Soon you'll be part of my permanent collection of playthings."

PteraRanger said with a quivering voice, "This is insane! You can't do this!"

"Insane? My dear, this is just the start!' laughed the Balloon Master. "You’ll beg to entertain my clowns before the end."

The trapped gymnasts' faces contorted with fear. "Please, save us! Don’t let him turn us into monsters!"

Despite his fear, Geki stated, "We won't disappoint. We will break this spell."

The Balloon Master's laughter grew louder. "Break the spell? How amusing! You’re already part of my circus, and there’s no escape. The spectacle starts now!"

As the Balloon Master floated higher, a dark mist enveloped the clearing. The air grew thick with a sense of impending doom.

Rubber balls suddenly sprang to life, bouncing toward the Zyurangers with unnerving speed. Each ball zapped the Rangers with electric shocks upon contact, making every movement painful and laborious.

TyrannoRanger shouted, "These balls are relentless! We have to find a way to destroy them!"

MammothRanger tried to shield himself, "Watch out, they’re zapping us like crazy!"

PteraRanger, dodging another attack, yelled, "They're draining our energy! We can’t keep this up!"

The rubber balls seemed to respond to the Balloon Master's will, converging on the Zyurangers and delivering a final, combined zap that stunned them. As the energy dissipated, thick, rubbery boxing gloves manifested on each Zyuranger's hands, squeaking with every movement and preventing them from grabbing their blaster guns.

Geki, looking at his new appendages in disbelief, exclaimed, "What the...?! What is this madness?"

The Balloon Master floated above, clapping its hands in lust. "Ah, look at my little punchlines! How do you like your new gloves, Rangers? They're my latest creation, designed to make you objects of joy and pleasure!"

Dan said in a fearful tone, "We will never become part in your perverted show!"

TyrannoRanger tried to summon his Ryugeki Sword, but the gloves absorbed the energy, causing them to glow faintly.

"These gloves... they are depleting our power!" The MammothRanger exclaimed in confusion and anger.

Dan, the TriceraRanger, swung his arms in frustration, the gloves squeaking loudly. "This isn’t funny, you overinflated clown! How are we supposed to overcome something like this?"

The Balloon Master bounced closer, its eyes twinkling with mischief. "Oh, it’s all part of the fun! Let’s see how long you can last before you go absolutely bonkers!"

Boi, the TigerRanger, attempted to maintain his composure. "Stay focused, team! We can’t let this freak show get the better of us!" He concentrated, trying to summon his SaberDaggers, but the gloves pulsed and absorbed the energy, leaving him exhausted.

Mei, the PteraRanger, felt the first pangs of panic. "The gloves... they’re squeaking into my brain! It’s driving me insane!" Her tone shifted as she tried to maintain her composure.

The Balloon Master’s laughter grew louder, more maniacal. "That’s right! These gloves not only drain your powers but also open your minds to my influence. Soon, you'll be nothing but my puppets!"

***

The Zyurangers moved as a unit, their steps heavy and sluggish due to the gloves' draining effect. The Balloon Master floated above them, mocking their futile efforts.

Geki, desperately trying to summon his weapon, shouted, "Ryugeki Sword, come forth!" A faint light flickered in his gloved hands, but the gloves absorbed it, growing brighter and tighter. "No! No way!”

MammothRanger, gritting his teeth, attempted to summon his MothBreaker. "We have to keep trying! MothBreaker, appear!" But the gloves devoured the energy, causing his arms to drop heavily.

"Time for the next act, my little jesters," the Balloon Master cackled. "Show the world your new boxing skills!"

The Zyurangers, their hands encased in thick, comical rubbery boxing gloves, were forced to perform whimsical boxing moves. Each jab and punch produced a squeaky noise that echoed through the clearing, mocking their every effort.

Geki, struggling to keep his movements coordinated, muttered, "Guess we’re boxers now... squeaky, rubbery boxers. Just perfect."

Mei, trying to maintain her balance, added, "Just when I thought it couldn’t get worse... we’re doing slapstick boxing. How delightful."

Goushi's movements jerky and uncoordinated forced a grim smile, "From heroes to jesters to boxing clowns... what a downgrade."

Dan, attempting a punch but wobbling, laughed bitterly, "Wanted to save the world, ended up in a cartoon boxing ring. The universe sure has a sense of humor."

Laughing and sad, Boi said, "Jabs and squeaks... welcome to our new reality."

The Balloon Master reveled in their torment, his laughter echoing with sinister arousal. "Yes! Show them your moves! Punch, jab, and squeak for the circus!"

The Zyurangers continued their whimsical boxing routine, their movements clumsy and exaggerated. The thick rubbery gloves made it nearly impossible to control their actions, each punch and jab more comical than the last.

"Punch! Jab! Squeak! Show them how, my jesters!" The Balloon Master issued a mocking instruction.

"Squeak, squeak, jab," PteraRanger's voice fractured. "The soundtrack of our downfall. Perfect."

TriceraRanger, attempting another clumsy punch, shouted, "I wanted to be a hero, not a party favor! We should’ve been smarter... stronger... now look at us... doing slapstick boxing."

The Zyurangers, powerless to resist, were forced to turn their whimsical boxing moves towards the rubbery balls containing the terrified, trapped gymnasts. Each punch and jab caused the balls to bounce and squeak, and the gymnasts inside cried out in terror.

Horror-stricken TyrannoRanger shouted, "No! We can’t... we can’t do this!"

In tears, PteraRanger said, "This is cruel... We're champions of children, not... not this..."

Goushi's movements were jerky, and he cried out, "The squeaks! They are driving me insane... and now this..."

Dan shrieked, "We’re not boxers! We’re heroes! We can’t... we can’t do this!"

Boi's downcast tone added, "Not right... this isn’t us... Isn't it our act to save the day?!"

But the rubbery gloves' corrupting influence made it impossible to stop. The Balloon Master's evil power continued to direct the Zyurangers' punches and jabs at the rubber balls.

The gymnasts within the balls let out cries of anguish and panic as they shrieked in fear. "Help us! Please! Don’t do this!"

A trembling Yuki yelled, "Aren't you the knights in shining spandex?"!"

Weeping, Akira said, "If they can't fight back... what hope do we have?"

The Balloon Master reveled in their suffering, his laughter echoing through the clearing. "Yes! Punch and jab! Show them the true meaning of despair! "You are mine, held captive by the circus forever!"

Horror and despair filled the Zyurangers as they continued their humiliating performance. "We’re just circus clowns... lowly jesters... forever trapped... no hope... no future..."

The forest echoed with the relentless squeaking of the gloves, a sound that seemed to burrow into the Zyurangers' minds, fraying their nerves. The Balloon Master's laughing as it soared above them brought their plight to a continual crawl.

Feeling his sanity slipping, Dan shouted, "I can’t take this noise! It’s in my head! Get out of my head!" He swung his arms wildly, the gloves absorbing every bit of energy he tried to muster.

Hysterical Boi cried, "We can't let this win! Focus, everyone! Focus!" He tried to summon his SaberDaggers again, but the gloves only pulsed brighter, feeding on his power.

Mei, shivering as the squeaking grew louder in her ears, whispered, "I can’t... I can’t think straight... It’s like the noise is eating my brain..."

The Balloon Master’s laughter grew more maniacal, a cackle filled with rubbery glee. "Yes, my dear Rangers! Feel the power of the squeak! You’re all just balloons waiting to pop!"

TyrannoRanger struggled to rally his team. "We need to battle it out... it’s not his spotlight..."

MammothRanger, struggling to maintain his sanity, replied, "But how? Every time we try to wrestle back, these gloves just drain us more!"

Triceraranger, his eyes wide with panic, added, "It’s like they’re feeding off our energy... and our sanity!"

Tigerranger shook with fear, "He can't triumph... Whatever it takes, we must take him on!"

PteraRanger whispered, "It's hard... The noise... it’s everywhere..."

Their helplessness was reinforced by the Balloon Master's laughter in the forest. "Give up, Zyurangers! There’s no escape from the squeaky madness!"

TyrannoRanger, with the last of his strength, shouted, "Ryugeki Sword, come forth!" But the gloves absorbed the energy yet again, leaving him gasping for breath. "We must outshine his darkness... We have to... resist..."

The relentless squeaking and the Balloon Master’s laughter bore into their minds, making it increasingly difficult to think, focus, and resist. The gloves seemed to tighten with every failed attempt, their grip unrelenting.

"He can't break us," MammothRanger said, trembling. "We can do better..."

TriceraRanger, feeling his resolve crumble, muttered, "But what if we’re not? What if this is it?"

The shaken TigerRanger exclaimed, "We have to be... We can’t let it end like this..."

"But it's so hard," Mei continued, her spirit crumbling. "I can’t... I can’t hold on..."

As the squeaking and the Balloon Master’s influence grew stronger, Dan and Boi started to show signs of breaking. The constant noise and the draining energy took a toll on their minds. Their eyes began to glaze over, and their bodies shuddered uncontrollably.

Hysterical Dan shrieked, "Squeaking... it’s... it’s consuming me! I can’t... I can’t stop hearing it!" His laughter turned maniacal, and his body squirmed with growing, uncontrolled lewdness. "It’s... it’s in my head... I'm powerless!"

Boi, his mind fracturing under the pressure, started to laugh uncontrollably. "The squeak... the squeak... it’s... it’s everything!" He squirmed, his body betraying him as lust and mania took over. "I can’t... I can’t resist... it feels... so wrong!"

Geki and Goushi watched in horror as their teammates succumbed to the Balloon Master’s influence. Mei pleaded, "Don’t give in! We need you!"

***

The Balloon Master floated above the defeated Zyurangers, its laughter echoing through the forest. Geki, Goushi, and Mei could only watch in horror as their friends, Dan and Boi, writhed uncontrollably under the influence of the squeaking gloves.

The Balloon Master’s eyes gleamed with a sinister light. "Now, let’s have a bit more fun!" it cackled. From behind its back, it revealed two long, twisted balloons. These balloons, though seemingly innocuous, pulsed with a dark energy.

A nervous TyrannoRanger blurted out, "What are you up to? Leave them alone!

Ignoring him, the Balloon Master handed the balloons to TriceraRanger and TigerRanger, who were too far gone to resist. "Here you go, my new whores. Enjoy these toys!"

Dan and Boi, their minds clouded by the Balloon Master’s control, began rubbing the balloons against their spandex-clad bodies. The friction caused the balloons to emit a disturbing, hypnotic squeak that further deepened their trance.

The traumatized PteraRanger cried out, "Dan! Boi! Snap out of it! This isn’t you!"

MammothRanger begged, "Defeat it! Don’t let him control you!"

But the corrupted Rangers could not hear them. As they continued to rub the balloons, their powers began to flow into the rubbery surfaces. The balloons glowed brighter, absorbing the essence of the Triceratops and the Sabertooth Tiger.

The Balloon Master watched with glee. "Yes, yes! Give in to the rubbery condoms! Let it consume you!"

Geki and Goushi tried to approach, but an invisible barrier held them back. "We have to do something!" Geki shouted, pounding against the barrier. "We can’t just stand here!"

Mei wailed, "We're losing them... Oh no, we’re losing them!"

The balloons began to change, their shapes morphing to reflect the captured spirits of the two Rangers. One balloon took on the detailed form of the Triceratops, its eyes glowing with an eerie light. The other transformed into the Sabertooth Tiger, its fangs gleaming menacingly.

Astonished, Geki screamed, "No! This is unreal!"

As the last of their powers drained away, Dan and Boi collapsed to the ground, their eyes vacant. The balloons hovered above them, now fully transformed into grotesque effigies of their Guardian Beasts.

The Balloon Master floated down, inspecting its new creations. "Beautiful, aren’t they? Your friends are now trapped within these balloons, their spirits bound forever."

An emotionally charged Geki yelled out, "Dan! Boi! Come back to us!"

Goushi, struggling to hold back his vomit, added, "We need to step up and be the saviors! We can’t let them end like this!"

The horrified Mei whispered, "This is... this is a nightmare..."

Suddenly, Dan and Boi's bodies began to twitch. Their eyes flickered back to life, but they did not recognize themselves. They stood up, moving with a jerky, puppet-like motion.

The Balloon Master grinned wickedly. "And now, my new minions, rise and serve me!"

TyrannoRanger, horrified, took a step back. "What have you done to them?"

"They are no longer your friends," the Balloon Master replied gleefully. "They are mine, bound to my will forever."

MammothRanger, clenching his fists, shouted, "We won’t let you get away with this!"

TyrannoRanger sounded defiant despite shaking. "You think some squeaky toys can break us? We'll find a way to pop your plans!"

"We're not just here to clown around!" PteraRanger said, her voice shaking but rebellious.

The Balloon Master’s laughter filled the air, dripping with mockery. "Oh, you Rangers are just a hoot! It’s like you’re stuck in a never-ending funhouse! How about a little balloon animal humor? I think I'll twist you all into shapes of despair!"

Geki was panting and trying to muster some humor. "Twist this, you rubber reject!"

Goushi, wiping sweat from his brow, shouted, "You’re not going to juggle our fate like some circus act!"

The Balloon Master's eyes gleamed as it floated closer. "Oh, but I am! It’s time for a grand performance. First act: Squeak and despair! Second act: A lovely dance of futility!"

Mei, struggling to keep her composure, yelled, "Count us out of your performance!"

The Balloon Master clapped its hands in glee. "Count out? No, no, no! You see, your friends are the stars of this tragicomedy. Just look at them go!"

Dan and Boi, now fully under the Balloon Master's control, moved with exaggerated, puppet-like motions. Their expressions were void of emotion, and their bodies jerked awkwardly with each step.

Geki broke out in a scream and called out, "Dan! Boi! Stop being so silly!"

Goushi grimaced, "You're stronger! Take a stand!"

Balloon Master shouted with joy. "Oh, they’re having the time of their lives! Or should I say, afterlives? A little twist here, a little squeeze there, and voila! Perfect balloon minions!"

Mei screamed, "We’ll save you! We won’t let this be the end!"

The Balloon Master floated above them, arms wide. "Welcome to the circus of despair, where the screams are music to my ears and the fun never ends!" So, dear Rangers, what’s your next move? Going to pop my plans? Inflate your hopes? I’d love to see you try!"

Geki, feeling the weight of despair but not giving up, shouted, "We’re going to find a way to beat you, you twisted freak!"

MammothRanger insisted, "You can't keep us in this rubbery nightmare forever!"

PteraRanger, trying to steady her breath, said, "We’ll free our friends and end your reign of terror, no matter what it takes!"

The Balloon Master’s laughter echoed louder. "Bold words for such deflated heroes! Let’s see if you can rise to the occasion or if you’ll just burst under the pressure!"

With that, the Balloon Master sent Dan and Boi to attack their friends again. Amidst the overwhelming odds and perpetual squeaks, the remaining Zyurangers braced to fight.

Geki, Goushi, and Mei stood their ground, hearts pounding as they faced their corrupted friends. The Balloon Master hovered above, its laughter echoing through the forest, filling the air with an oppressive dread.

The three remaining Zyurangers charged at their former comrades, but each step felt heavier, and each movement was more difficult. The squeaky noise of the gloves bore into their minds, an unrelenting assault on their senses. With every arm swing and attempt to fight back, the maddening squeak eroded their courage.

"Dan! Boi! Snap out of it!” TyrannoRanger yelled, desperate and purposeful. He swung his arm, trying to land a blow, but the glove absorbed the impact, making a hollow thud. "These gloves are the worst! Who knew balloons could be such a pain?"

"Hold it together, guys," MammothRanger urged, his muscles straining. "We can't let some overgrown party favor take us down!" He punched TriceraRanger, but the gloves dampened his strength, leaving his attack weak and ineffective.

PteraRanger pleaded, "Please, remember who you are! Don't let this rubber reject win!"

She tried to block TigerRanger’s attack, but the force of the blow sent her staggering back. "Great, now I'm talking to balloons. This is not how I imagined saving the world."

The corrupted Dan and Boi moved with mechanical precision, their eyes empty, their expressions blank. They fought without hesitation, their attacks relentless. The more damage they inflicted, the more the Balloon Master’s influence seemed to grow.

TyrannoRanger, feeling his strength wane, tried to summon his weapon again. "Ryugeki Sword, come forth!" But the gloves pulsed, absorbing the energy and leaving him drained. "It's... no use... These gloves are sucking the life out of us!"

Goushi, panting from the exertion, attempted to summon his MothBreaker. "MothBreaker, appear!" But once again, the gloves devoured the energy. "We're... losing... And here I thought I'd seen everything."

Mei whispered, "We can't... give up... We have to bring them back..." But her resolve was weakening, the constant squeaking and the relentless attacks eroding her spirit. "This is beyond any nightmare I’ve ever had."

More and louder, the Balloon Master laughed triumphantly. "Yes, my dear Rangers! Feel the power of the squeak! Let it consume you!"

TyrannoRanger yelled out, "We," his voice betraying his anguish. "We have to... Have to outdo him... Somehow."

Shivering with exertion, MammothRanger continued, "But how... when we're so weak... so tired... Is this really who we are now?"

Her vision blurred, PteraRanger said, "We have to find a way before we lose them completely."

The battle raged on, but the remaining Zyurangers grew weaker with each passing moment. The squeaky noise penetrated their souls, destroying their courage and heroism. They could feel the Balloon Master’s influence creeping into their minds, filling them with a growing sense of futility.

With a shaking tone, TyrannoRanger said, "We... we must be strong ... We must... battle..."

His body jerked violently, and his motions were slow. As the force of the Balloon Master became more assertive, he felt his strength dwindle and his determination crumble. "I never thought that squeaky toys would bring me down."

MammothRanger, his vision darkening, added, "We should be together… somehow..." But his punches were weak, his body barely able to stand. The gloves were as heavy as lead and made an annoying screeching sound the whole time, which made them feel even more helpless. "This can't be how it ends for us."

PteraRanger, weeping, said, "We... we can't lose... not like this..." However, her physical form betrayed her, writhing and twisting under the weight of the Balloon Master. A feeling of fear was beginning to take over as her bravery vanished. "Is this how we go out? Squeaky gloves and creepy laughter?"

The corrupted Dan and Boi continued their relentless assault, their movements precise and unfeeling. Each attack landed with devastating effect, pushing the remaining Zyurangers closer to the brink of defeat.

The Balloon Master, sensing their weakening resolve, floated closer. "Yes, give in to the squeaky madness! Let it consume you! Welcome to your fantastical world!"

Geki, filled with despair, shouted, "We're... we're Zyurangers... We can't... give up..." But his words felt hollow, and his body shook uncontrollably. The constant squeaking eroded his courage and strength. "Seriously, who writes this stuff? Rubber gloves? Really?"

The drooping Goushi whispered, "We... We have to stand up for ourselves... we have to..." But his movements were slow, his body jerking with each step. He could feel the Balloon Master’s power growing stronger, his resolve crumbling under the weight of the gloves. "If we get out of this, I'm never going to another birthday party again."

"We," Mei stuttered. "We can't lose... we have to... battle..." But her body betrayed her, squirming and jerking as the Balloon Master’s influence took hold. She could feel her courage ebbing away and giving way to a growing dread. "We joined to fight monsters, not play for them."

The Balloon Master’s laughter reached a fever pitch. "Yes, my whores! Here comes the squeaky madness! You’ve just inflated your problems!"

In Japan's eerie, fog-filled forest, the Zyurangers’ screams and laughter merged into a haunting chorus, echoing through the night. The Balloon Master had won, leaving the once-proud heroes trapped in a squeaky, nightmarish hell. The irritating sound of squeaky rubber haunted Dan and Boi forever, who were beyond redemption due to their insanity.

Geki, Goushi, and Mei stood trembling, their hearts pounding in their chests. They felt small, insignificant, and cowardly. Once proud and courageous Zyurangers were now whimpering and panicking in the forest.

"Squeaks!" TyrannoRanger screamed with a crushed soul. "They're everywhere! How do we escape this madness?" He clutched at his helmet, trying desperately to remove it as if escaping the confines of his suit would free him from this nightmare. "These sounds are driving me insane!"

MammothRanger was scared and shaking as he tried to claw at his suit with his parasitic, funny gloves on. "The gloves... the squeaks... they're in my head!" He spoke in panic and disbelief. "Why wouldn’t it stop?! MAKE IT STOP!"

A scream escaped PteraRanger’s lips as she cried out, "The noise! It's tearing my mind apart! We're drowning in squeaks!" She clutched her helmet yet only his big glove rubber scraped against the hard surface. "Not a fight… it's a nightmare filled with noise!"

The Balloon Master's laugh jolted their new reality as it soared above them. "Oh, Zyurangers, look at you now! So brave, so strong... and now, so utterly broken. Your spirits are mine to twist and torment!"

The trio’s whimpers grew louder, more desperate. They felt warm wetness spreading through their suits as the horror and hopelessness took complete hold of them. Their bodies shuddered violently, the rubber squeaks mocking their every movement.

High-pitched Geki screamed, "Squeaks are guaranteed! They've consumed everything!" He tugged at the rubber gloves, but they held fast, absorbing his strength and willpower. "This... this isn't how it should be!"

Goushi yelled, tearful, "The noise! It’s driving me mad! Make it stop!” He cried openly. "These gloves... they're in my head!"

Mei wailed, "We're engulfed in this horror! The squeaks... they're all I hear!" She was wobbly on her spandex-clad feet, unable to fall down despite the weight of the gloves and the squeaking noise driving her to the brink of madness. "We're never waking up from this nightmare!"