Timmy: [drinks root beer] Ahh... Thanks for bringing me to Fairy World, guys. I've been wanting to try the food at Jorgen's Pizza and Duck-zooka Parlor for a long time. [a duck is fired offscreen]
Cosmo and Wanda: Duck! [they get down and the duck flies over them]
Timmy: Cool! And if the duck-zooka action is this good... [a fairy fires a duck, knocking himself backward into a wall] I bet the pizza's gonna be amazing!
Jorgen: [kicks the kitchen door open] You're duck-tooting it is! Behold. My new "Pain-Lovers Pizza"! Piled high with barbed wire and sandbags! Try a piece! [Timmy timidly bites a slice and it explodes] The "landmine-stuffed crust" gives it extra zip! It's a no-man's-land of flavor!
Timmy: Y'know, once you get past the seared flesh, it's actually pretty good.
Jorgen: Pretty good? Well, would you say it's the "Greatest Pizza in the Universe"? [Head Pixie and Sanderson enter]
HP: Don't answer that, Turner. Not until you try our new creation. Behold, the "Money Lovers" Pizza. It's the pizza that pays you back! [puts a slice in Timmy's mouth. Timmy's ears fume, his eyes spin like slot machine reels and land on dollar signs, and gold coins start spilling out of his mouth]
Cosmo: [catching coins in his shirt] Jackpot! [Timmy coughs up more coins]
HP: Now tell me that's not better than Jorgen's slice of pure rabbit droppings. [Anti-Cosmo and Anti-Wanda enter]
Anti-Cosmo: Don't say a word, Timmy Turner! Not until you've tried...
Anti-Wanda: Our "Friday the 13th–Lovers" Pizza!
Anti-Cosmo: [puts a slice in Timmy's mouth] It's the pizza that gives you bad luck! [Timmy swallows the slice, and an anvil, a safe, and a piano fall on him. Cupid plays on the piano until Jorgen pushes him and the piano away, opens the safe, and picks up the anvil]
Jorgen: Turner! Tell them that pizza made by fairies is the best in the universe!
Anti-Cosmo: No! Tell Jorgen that Anti-Fairy pizza is the best in the universe!
Jorgen: No, mine! [as more fairies, Anti-Fairies, and Pixies join the argument] No, mine is better! Than yours!
Anti-Cosmo: Are you mad? Oh, please!
HP: Bring it on.
Voice: How about my pizza? [fairies, Anti-Fairies, and Pixies use their wands and phones at once, making the restaurant explode and leaving everyone charred. Ducks fall from the sky]
Wanda: Back off! Timmy's tired of being the guinea pig in your "who's the best in the universe" contests!
Jorgen: But Wanda, Timmy's not a fairy, Pixie, or an Anti-Fairy, which makes him the perfect judge.
Cosmo: Well, what about an Anti-Fairy Godchild? Go blow up their mouth.
Anti-Cosmo: We don't have godchildren. We're the opposite of fairies, remember?
HP: And I'm surrounded by Pixies who tell me what I wanna hear all day. Watch... [on the phone] Who's the greatest?
Pixies: You are, sir.
HP: Suck-ups.
Timmy: Fine! You really wanna know which of you is the greatest in the universe? Then we'll find out the way we do it on Earth... We're gonna get everyone on a level playing field and test their strength, endurance, and ability to look good in tight stretchy pants 'cause it's time for the first ever Fairy World Games! [a duck is fired at him]
Fairy #1: Sorry. [fade to outside Fairyworld Stadium. The audience cheers]
Timmy: [in the announcer booth] Welcome, everyone, to the first ever Fairy World Games! Timmy Turner here, along with my partner, Olympic figure-skating gold-medalist and dreamboat, Scott Hamilton! [Scott Hamilton appears]
Scott Hamilton: Uh, where am I? How did I get here?
Timmy: You're in a dream! Roll with it. And today we'll bring you exciting coverage of what's sure to be a momentous and magical competition. [having splashed water in his face, Scott starts poking Timmy]
Scott: It doesn't feel like a dream...
Timmy: It is, so start announcing, Skater Boy!
Scott: Uh, well, I, I, uh... here come the teams! [fairies trumpet] First up, the Anti-Fairies, who are looking awfully evil today. [Anti-Fairies on the field throw black cats to audience members, and an anvil, a safe, and a piano fall on those people]
Timmy: And here come the Pixies! A formidable foe with a ton of dough. [the Pixie Team holds briefcases over their heads, forming a picture of a dollar sign] And here come the fairies! Uh... I mean... fairy? [only Jorgen is on the field] Hey, why is Jorgen all alone? I mean... let's go down to Wanda in the stands for more on this story! [he and Scott grin]
Wanda: [into a microphone] Hi, Timmy, it's Wanda here in the stands. It's a known fact that Jorgen is an egomaniac and won't let any of us other fairies participate in these games!
Jorgen: [takes the microphone] That is because I am the only fairy with any athletic ability who looks good in stretchy pants. So, only I can win!
Cosmo: Hey, I can win! I'm great at sports! Watch! [he tries to hit a ball with a tennis racquet but instead hits his head onto Timmy and Scott's desk] Maybe Jorgen's right. Back to you, Timmy and Scott!
Scott: Why am I having this dream?
Timmy: Because I need a famous gold medal co-host, and Brian Boitano was busy. Okay! Now, let the games begin! [Jorgen uses his wand to light a cauldron. The audience cheers and fireworks explode, causing a scene transition] Our first event is a test of strength and flame resistance!
Scott: So, let's see who takes home the gold medal in... "Dragon Lifting"! [the Anti-Fairies try to lift the dragon's tail, but the dragon crushes them with it]
Timmy: Oooh, bad luck for the Anti-Fairies. And here come the Pixies... [Pixie-helpers try to lift the dragon until it breathes fire on them] who just got fired!
Scott: It doesn't look like anyone can win this competition. [someone lifts the dragon by the end of its tail, and the audience cheers] But wait! [Jorgen is lifting the dragon with his little finger]
Jorgen: Ha-ha! I win! [fade to him on a podium. A fairy official poofs up a gold medal around his neck and the audience cheers] Looks like I'll be draggin' around a bunch of gold medals today! Get it? Dragon? [laughs] Even my sense of humor is pure gold!
Timmy: [chuckles forcedly] No, it's not. Now it's time for "Rainbow Jumping"! [Jorgen skis off a rainbow as if it were a ski jumping hill, flies through a cloud, lands, and sprays cloud matter on wiped-out opponents. An official gives him another medal, and the audience cheers] And Jorgen wins again! Now off to the "North Pole Vault"! [cut to the North Pole. Anti-Cosmo shouts as he, HP, and Jorgen fly or run toward a pole vault bar. HP vaults and hits the bar. Anti-Cosmo vaults but his pole breaks. Jorgen vaults over the bar and laughs at his opponents as an official gives him another medal. As he wins two more events, he laughs and gets two more medals]
Jorgen: [laughing and making his medals bounce with his chest] Clink! Clink! Clink!
Timmy: Hey, Jorgen, now that you've proven how great you are, how about giving some other fairies a chance to compete in the games?
Jorgen: Hmmm, let me think, Turner. Okay, done—never! [the force of "never" blows Timmy away] Now, where was I? Oh, yes, laughing and clinking. [continues] Clink, clink, clink! [HP and Anti-Cosmo appear dressed as girls]
Anti-Cosmo: Excuse me, Mr. Von Strangle? We're two innocent girlies who are your biggest fans.
HP: Would you mind if we took your picture with this unusually large camera?
Jorgen: Well, seeing as you're both very unattractive and this would be the highlight of your lives... okay! [poses] Cheese! [a spring-loaded frying pan comes out of the camera and hits him in the head, knocking him out]
Cosmo: Hey! It's raining knocked-out Jorgens! Now I can compete in the games!
HP: You mean, lose the games. [Anti-Cosmo turns the two of them back to normal] After all, you fairies know you're nothing without Jorgen.
Timmy: That's not true! Fairies are amazing, and they can totally beat you without Jorgen.
Anti-Cosmo: Oh, really? Care to put your money where your bucktoothed mouth is?
Timmy: Bring... it... on.
HP: Okay, if the fairies win, like you say... we'll do anything you want.
Timmy: Sounds fair.
Anti-Cosmo: But if the Anti-Fairies win, you accompany me back to Anti-Fairy World and will be my evil godchild—forever!
Timmy: Come again?
HP: And if the Pixies win, you will accompany me back to Pixie World and be my evil office boy forever!
Wanda: Don't do it, sport, because there is a good chance we really do stink without Jorgen.
HP: Yes, don't do it, Turner, because... [he and Anti-Cosmo imitate chickens] Bock bock bock bock bock. Bock bock.
Timmy: You're on!
Cosmo and Wanda: What?! [fairies gasp]
Wanda: [grabs Timmy] Timmy, that's crazy! [Scott skates by in a chicken suit]
Scott: I'm Commander Kluck-Kluck, chicken king of this dream!
Timmy: No! That's crazy, but what's also crazy is that you guys don't believe you can beat those morons, And besides, thanks to Jorgen, we have a five-medal lead! There's no way we can lose! Now come on, next up is "Magic Track and Field"!
Cosmo: Awesome! I'm great at Track and Field! Watch! [not looking where he is running, he hits a hurdle. His head falls off his body, which continues running] Wow, my glutes look fantastic! [fade to the Track and Field event. Sanderson, Anti-Wanda, and Binky run up to the starting line. A referee fires a duck-zooka, and the athletes start running]
Binky: Yay! I'm winning! I'm winning!
Timmy: [as Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof cheer] Go, Binky! Yeah! I told you the fairies would win!
Anti-Cosmo: Yay! I'm cheating! I'm cheating! [he magically makes the hurdle in front of Binky taller. Binky jumps into it and bounces screaming into the cauldron. The cauldron burns him and his body crumbles]
Anti-Wanda: [crosses the finish line] Yeehaw! [the audience cheers]
Timmy: Huh? [Anti-Cosmo laughs. The Anti-Fairies gain one point. Fade to a boxing ring]
April Fool: [to Wanda] Are you sure about this? I'm much better with punch lines than punching.
Wanda: Just remember: Keep your gloves up and no hitting below the belt!
HP: [to Sanderson] Remember: Fill your gloves up with gold bars and hit below the belt! [a bell dings. The April Fool walks offscreen. He is hit and flies screaming out of the ring, through the cauldron's flame, and into the scoreboard, which shows one point for the Pixies. Cut to a "cloud diving center"]
Timmy: Now it's time for... "Cloud Diving"!
Anti-Wanda: Cannonball! [she is shot out of a cannon on a cloud. She flips and falls into a pool, splashing water on the judges. The judges score her 0, 2, 1, and 1.2]
Juandissimo: Ha! [poofs to the cloud] Watch me beat those scores by performing my triple-spinning, mocha-swirling grande-latte dive. I will melt the judges' hearts! [two judges wave at him. The periscope of a submarine comes out of the water]
Anti-Cosmo: [in the submarine] Not if we melt you first. [Juandissimo jumps off the cloud. The cauldron appears under him, burns him, and disappears. He crumbles, and his eyes fall onto the pool. The judges score him 0, 0, 0, and −1. The Anti-Fairies' and Pixies' scores grow to 14]
Scott: [riding a donkey] Aye carumba! After 33 events, I am loving my dream, but mi amigo Timmy is freaking out because the Anti-Fairies and Pixies are on fire!
Juandissimo: Hey, we're on fire, too. We're just not winning.
Timmy: [to Jorgen] Wake up! Wake up! We're losing! [HP and Anti-Cosmo appear]
Anti-Cosmo: Hello, future evil godchild! Look, I've already picked you out some evil shorts for when we go to ball games, go fishing, and take over the universe! [the shorts poof onto Timmy]
HP: And I've brought you some evil office supplies. Look, an evil cell phone that connects to me directly. [Timmy takes it, and it rings]
Timmy: [takes the call] Hello?
HP: [offscreen] Hi, Timmy. [Timmy sees him on the phone. He raises his eyebrows. Timmy screams]
Scott: Dude, relax. It's just a dream. [fade to black]
Act 2[]
[Fade in on the scoreboard]
Wanda: Face it, sport, not only do we stink, but we're going up against the greatest cheaters in the universe!
Cosmo: But look on the bright side, Timmy. You have nice knees and are totally workin' those shorts.
Timmy: And you guys are gonna win, 'cause I'm your new coach! First, I wish these stupid shorts were gone! [Cosmo and Wanda grant the wish, leaving him in his underwear] Second, I wish I had my normal clothes back! [Cosmo and Wanda grant the wish; to the Fairy Team] Third, you're gonna start believing in yourselves and not what Jorgen says about you. And fourth, we're gonna beat those cheaters by uncheating their cheating-cheating.
Cupid: [to Juandissimo] What did he say?
Juandissimo: I think he wants a cheetah.
Cupid: [awkwardly] Okay. [poofs up a cheetah. It tackles Timmy and he screams]
Wanda: Timmy's right! Fairies rule! Let's do this! Tight stretchy pants for everyone! [she poofs the Fairy Team into tracksuits, and they all cheer. Cut to the announcer booth]
Scott: The still-dreaming Scott Hamilton here, reporting that Timmy Turner is now coaching the Fairy Team! But down by nine medals with only 10 events left, he'll need to sweep them all, or it's back in evil shorts forever! So, let's go down to the field 'cause it's time for the "100 Meter Peppermint Sprint"! And it's time for me to play this banjo! [starts doing so while skating] Ha! Is this a great dream or what? [Anti-Cosmo and HP are at the starting line of a red-and-white racetrack]
Mama Cosma: Are you sure you want me to run, Timmy? It's time for my beauty nap.
Timmy: And that's what I'm counting on. [takes Mama Cosma to the starting line. Her opponents glare at her, and she smiles nervously. A referee fires a duck-zooka, and Anti-Cosmo and HP zip ahead. Timmy takes out a music box, which plays a lullaby that puts Mama Cosma to sleep. She starts falling forward] I wish I had a pillow!
Juandissimo: You want down, cotton, or memory foam? [Timmy stares at him] What? I take beauty naps, too. [Timmy puts one of the pillows under Mama Cosma, whose hair lands on the finish line before her opponents get there]
Timmy: Fairies win! [the fairies score a point]
HP: Nice win, Turner. But enjoy it, because it will be your last.
Anti-Cosmo: You can't out-smart a cheating cheater while they cheat!
Cupid: Oh, you want a cheetah, too? Fine! [he poofs up a growling cheetah, and HP and Anti-Cosmo scream as it tackles and attacks them]
Timmy: Next event: "Archery"!
Cosmo: Ooh! Pick me, coach! I'm great, watch! [he fires his head with a bow and screams]
Timmy: Actually, I've got the perfect man for the job! [quick close-ups of Cupid's wings, arrows, and diaper]
Cupid: [walks up to HP and Anti-Cosmo] Stand back and watch the love doctor operate. Nurse! [the nurse gives him arrows, and he prepares to fire them. Sanderson uses a gold bar to reflect sunlight into Cupid's eye] Ah! My corneas!
Timmy: I need a mirror!
Juandissimo: Dental, funhouse, or compact? [Timmy uses a mirror to reflect the light into HP's and Anti-Cosmo's eyes, making the two fire their arrows by accident]
HP and Anti-Cosmo: Ah! Our corneas! [their arrows miss the bull's-eyes. Cupid recovers]
Cupid: Hello, bull's-eye. The doctor will see you now. [he hits all three bull's-eyes with his arrows, and the audience cheers. The fairies' score grows to 13]
Timmy: Yay! [wipe to a gymnastics arena] Time for "Spastic-Fantastic-Gymnastics". I need a fairy that's nimble and likes to back flip.
Cosmo: Ooh! Ooh! Pick me, coach! I can totally flip! [he back flips offscreen and crashes, and his head rolls up to Timmy] I'm not sure what just happened.
Timmy: Anybody else?
Poof: Poof! Poof! Poof! [cut to the gymnastics runway]
Timmy: Okay, Poof, no pressure. But if you don't get perfect 10s, we lose, I become an office boy, and you won't get this lollipop! Now go get 'em! [Poof bounces off a pommel horse and swings off a high bar, a low bar, and a trapeze with his hair curl, then bounces on the ground and sticks the landing. The audience cheers]
Poof: Ta-da! [the judges score him 10]
Sanderson: They gave him perfect 10s.
HP: Not if we give them a perfect 10 million. [opens a briefcase filled with money in front of the judges. Their eyes become dollar signs, and they score Poof 0]
Timmy: I need a blow dryer!
Juandissimo: For head, chest, or pits?
Timmy: [takes a dryer from him] Cash dismissed! [uses the dryer to blow the money away. Annoyed, the judges score Poof 10 again. Timmy gives Poof the lollipop. The fairies' score grows to 14. Cut to the announcer booth]
Scott: [on a ostrich and wearing a suit of armor] Sir Scott Hamilton here leading my mighty Ostrich Army saying, if this wasn't a dream, I'd say I was dreaming because the fairies have made an amazing comeback! We're all tied up with one event left, and the big question is: Can the Pixies and Anti-Fairies still win against a fairy dream team that seems unbeatable? [cut to Timmy talking to the Fairy Team]
Timmy: I need the perfect athlete for this last, tie-breaking event: the 1,000,000-year dash!
Cosmo: Ooh! Ooh! Pick me, Timmy! I'm great at racing through time! Watch! [he zips into a grandfather clock and his head rolls up to Timmy]
Timmy: Cosmo. You're my man! [other team members gasp]
Juandissimo: What?! [Jorgen bolts awake]
Jorgen: [gasps] I just had the most horrible nightmare! I dreamt that the games were tied up, Scott Hamilton was on an ostrich, and Turner picked Cosmo for the last event! [to Juandissimo and Wanda] And you were there and you were there. But now I shall resume my role as the only fairy who can win!
Timmy: [holding a camera] And let's commemorate the event by taking your picture!
Jorgen: Cheese! [a spring-loaded flying pan comes out of the camera and knocks him out. Cupid and another fairy scream and try to escape before Jorgen falls on them]
Juandissimo: Timmy, I must say two things. One: I am incredible to look at. Two: Cosmo over Jorgen? Are you loco?
Wanda: Hey, Cosmo's the man I love! But Timmy, are you loco?
Timmy: Trust me—I know what I'm doing. [Cosmo's head falls off]
Scott: This is it! The final event: the million year dash! The runners will have to conquer the ultimate obstacle course by passing through a time portal and dashing through a million years of history. [on a unicycle] And I've gotta juggle these flaming armadillos! [Anti-Cosmo and HP are at the starting line, and a swirling time portal is in front of them]
HP: Turner. I knew you were stupid...
Anti-Cosmo: But this takes the taco. We're racing Cosmo!
Timmy: Don't be so cocky! Cosmo will beat you fair and square! [Cosmo's head rolls up to him]
Cosmo: Has anyone seen my body?
Timmy: Cosmo, focus. [putting Cosmo's head back on his body] You're running the biggest race of my life!
Cosmo: You got it, Timmy, and you won't be sorry you picked me... [a referee fires a duck-zooka, and Anti-Cosmo and HP jump into the portal] Because I'm laser-focused. Nothing will distract me because when that duck-zooka goes off, oh boy, I'm gonna...
Juandissimo, Timmy, Wanda, and Fairy #2: Run! Cosmo! Run!
Cosmo: What? [screams and jumps into the portal. Cut to the time tunnel]
Anti-Cosmo: It will be so nice to win. Perhaps you could come have dinner with me and my new evil godchild this evening! We're serving up a huge bowl of... "You lose"! Ha ha ha!
HP: The only thing you'll be eating today is my dust! [poofs up a turbo-charged scooter] Later, dude. [drives off]
Anti-Cosmo: Hey! That's cheating! I like it! Ha ha ha [poofs up a hovercraft and flies after HP in it]
Cosmo: [pretending to swim]♪ La la la free lee la la lee la! ♪ Portals are swirly. [Anti-Cosmo and HP come out of the tunnel in prehistory. They shoot at each other with lasers and go into another portal. Cosmo comes out of the tunnel] I don't know what everyone's so worried about—this is a piece of cake! [a tyrannosaur gets in his way and roars at him, making him scream] Okay, I quit. [the T-rex grabs him by the seat of his pants and shakes him. His pants rip, and he is flung screaming into the next portal. Anti-Cosmo and HP arrive in the Middle Ages, shoot at each other, and go into another portal. Cosmo screams as he comes out of the previous portal and bounces up to King Arthur]
King Arthur: Who dares enter King Arthur's Camelot?
Cosmo: 'Tis I, Sir Scared-alot?
King Arthur: Sir Scared-alot! [like a salesman] What can I do to put you on one of my camels today? I got a two-humped beauty here with low mileage and power steering!
Cosmo: [smells the camel] Hey! It's got that "new camel" smell! [kicking it] Giddyup, humpy! [the camel rears and he shouts] Bad humpy! [the camel bucks him off and he screams as he hits the next portal and his head goes in. Cut to a Revolutionary War battlefield in 1776. British soldiers shoot cannon balls at George Washington and his army, who duck to avoid them]
George Washington: Must.. chop... Redcoats! [Anti-Cosmo and HP come out of a portal and shoot at each other. Cosmo's head flies out of the portal screaming] We're out of cannon balls. The War is lost!
Cosmo: I'm lost, too. Have you seen a swirly portal around here and maybe my torso?
George: Wait. We'll use this talking, green cannonball! [sniffs] Hey! It's got that "new camel" smell! [cut to the stadium]
Scott: [dressed like Elvis Presley and sitting on a throne] Scott here, back with you at the finish line, and we're waiting for our racers to return. Who will be first? [as Anti-Cosmo and HP come out of the portal] It's the Anti-Fairies followed by the Pixies! And no sign of Cosmo!
Anti-Cosmo: Anti-Fairies rule!
HP: Wrong again, punk. [he presses a button that makes a metal wall come out of the track. Anti-Cosmo flies into the wall] Ha ha ha. [Anti-Cosmo magically makes another wall come out of the track, and HP flies into it]
Scott: It looks like cheating has stopped our two leaders!
HP: But it hasn't stopped us for long. [he starts running, as does Anti-Cosmo]
Scott: And it's neck and neck to the finish, but where is Cosmo?!
Timmy: Where are you, Cosmo?! I don't wanna wear evil shorts! [cut to the battlefield]
George Washington: Must... shoot... baaall! [he launches Cosmo out of a cannon. Cosmo flies screaming into the Redcoats, knocking them down, and they raise a white flag. Cosmo goes flying into the portal. Cut to HP and Anti-Cosmo]
Scott: And it looks like it's going to be a photo finish!
Jorgen: [bolts awake] I just had a dream there was going to be a photo finish, and I wasn't in it!
Scott: Who will win? Who will be the Fairy World Games Champion? [Cosmo's head rockets out of the portal and past his opponents as they are about to cross the finish line. The photo finish shows Cosmo crossing the line first. The audience cheers] It's Cosmo... by a head! [the fairies have 15 points. Fireworks explode, and Wanda, Timmy, and Cosmo cheer. Fade to Cosmo with a gold medal, standing on a podium with HP and Anti-Cosmo. His opponents look at him, and his head falls off]
Timmy: Congratulations, Cosmo, I knew you could do it!
Cosmo: Thanks, Timmy, but it's you who really deserves the gold...
Wanda: For showing us that if we believe in ourselves—and cut our heads off—we can all cross that finish line first.
Juandissimo: But how did you know Cosmo could do it? He's the weakest and least attractive of us all.
Timmy: Which is why HP and Anti-Cosmo wouldn't bother trying to cheat him. They just cheated each other.
Anti-Cosmo: You win these Fairy Games, Turner.
Timmy: And our little bet!
HP: So, what is it you want us to "do"?
Jorgen: Ooooh, make them do something humiliating like streaking naked and chanting "fairies are the best, fairies are the best" with "kick me" signs glued to their buttocks—yes, that is good.
Timmy: I'm gonna make them do... nothing.
Fairies: What?
Timmy: I think they've learned their lesson—that cheaters never win and winners never cheat.
HP: You're a good man, Turner. If you were my employee, I'd give you a promotion.
Anti-Cosmo: And if you were my godchild, I'd let you wear long pants.
Timmy: Thanks, guys. Hey, do you mind if we capture this moment with a picture?
Jorgen: Oooh! Let me get in! Cheese! [Timmy releases the frying pan from the camera and it knocks him, HP, and Anti-Cosmo out]
Timmy: Sweet dreams!
Wanda: Speaking of dreams, isn't it time we sent Scott Hamilton back home? [Scott is dressed as a cowboy and riding a small mechanical horse]
Timmy: Oh yeah. Cosmo, Wanda, make it so! [the fairies do so. Fade to Scott sleeping in bed and holding a teddy bear]
Scott: [wakes up] Whoa. I had a dream I was an announcer in this weird magical athletic contest... and learned the lesson that when cheaters cheat, they're only cheating themselves by being cheating cheaters. [Juandissimo and Cupid appear]
Juandissimo: I think he wants a cheetah, too.
Cupid: Whatever! [he poofs up a growling cheetah, and Scott screams as it tackles him and attacks him offscreen. Cut to outside the house]
Cosmo: The thrill of victory! The agony of the cheetah! [his head falls on the ground. Iris out on Wanda's, Poof's, and Timmy's faces. The end title card is shown. Fade to black]
