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Oh!

Aaaahhh! Gary, are you OK?

- Gotcha. - You toad.

GARY: I love that trick.

Yeah, well, you're one sick little puppy, you know that?

So you're dad really owns this place?

Yeah. It's where I get all my story ideas.

There's all sorts of strange, voodoo, and occult stuff in here.

About your stories, Gary-- I shouldn't be telling you this,

but, well... some of the guys have been saying

that they haven't been too scary lately.

Who said that?

I don't know.

What are these?

Super specs. They give you x-ray vision.

- Whoa, yowza! - Give me a break.

What's the matter, you don't believe in magic?

- Oh, and you do? - Maybe I do, maybe I don't.

Sometimes it's best to keep an open mind,

and be ready for surprises.

Yeah, well, if you ask me, I think he's slipping big time.

No way. Gary tells the best stories.

- No, not yet. - Frank's right.

I can't remember the last time Gary really scared me.

- Geez, you scared me! - Sorry, I'm late.

David can't make it tonight. He's, uh-- sick.

That's OK. Kiki was just saying

how your stories haven't been too scary lately anyway.

- I'm gonna smack you. - Not scary, huh?

Well, why don't you give me a shot tonight?

- I'll see what I can do. - You're the boss.

The story I've got is about 3 kinds of people.

People who believe in magic...

people who don't...

and people who should.

Submitted for the approval of the Midnight Society,

I call this story...

Weeds was into magic and tricks in a big way.

And since April Fool's Day was coming up,

he had to get ready.

The dust of dendaron.

Powdered monkey bones, crucial to every witch's spell.

I thought we were going to the movies.

Later, later, I'm casting a spell.

- Oh, sorry. - Let's see.

Oh, here it is.

"The spell of the second sight."

"Umbu tubu... sunra day...

visu rulu bambanay!"

Ooh!

What are you doing?

I don't know. It's just some kind of voodoo spell.

Weeds.

We've been seeing each other for what?

- Like a long time now, right. - Yeah, 2 weeks.

I'm beginning to think that you're not very...

- mature. - What makes you say that?

[sound of passing gas]

Oh, this is good.

You are so gross. Can we go now?

Come, come. Play time's over.

Buy now, or bye, now.

OK, Mr. Sardo, I'll take...

It's Sar-Do. No mister. Accent on the "Do".

Yeah.

Look, I'll take these and the monkey bones, too.

Oh.

April Fool's Day tomorrow. He's gotta stock up.

- Oh. - [annoying siren sound]

Yes-- very nice.

Uh-- have you seen our vomit?

Hey, hey, what are these?

Ah! You have a sharp eye.

I've sold hundreds, and, uh-- thousands of those.

- What do they do? - Some say they give you x-ray vision.

- Yowza! - Give me a break.

- I'll take these, too. - I'll ring you up.

Come on, try them on. They're a goof.

I wouldn't wear those to my funeral.

Come on, M.B., lighten up. Put them on, they're cool.

Cool?

- Well, do you see anything? - No, it's stupid.

- What was that? - What was what?

Look, um-- I think Mr. Sardo has got you a little wacko.

Trans rama su.

- Hi. - What's the matter, Weeds,

haven't pulled any April Fool's stunts on us yet.

- Oh, that's stupid kid stuff. - Yeah, but you're a stupid kid.

What are you looking at?

Man, I knew it was going to be a rip-off.

What's with him?

[in a high voice] Who knows? He's always...

My voice, what's wrong with my voice?

I sound like a chipmunk!

Whoa!

April Fool's!

Oh, man, you should've seen your face.

Great, thanks.

- What are those? - Don't you know?

These are magic glasses that make you look cool.

Don't I look cool, or do I just look like, uh...

What's the matter?

I saw somebody, a strange woman.

Yeah, April Fool's. April Fool's.

[school bells rings]

I'm not kidding. I saw somebody.

M.B., look, I give up. No more magic, OK?

You don't believe me.

Oh, come on, M.B., what do you take me for,

some kind of doofus?

- Don't even answer that. - Look, I'm not lying!

Every time I put these stupid specs on, I see...

She's there. Look by the tree.

Look, this is getting really old, M.B.

You don't see her?!

Aaaahhh!

Hey!

Yes! H-O-R-S, sucker.

Miss this, and you're done.

Raja om gala.

Say what?

Look, this is all net this time. OK, baby?

This one is going in.

Air ball! My game.

- I hate this game. - That's 2 sodas, dude.

- You owe me 2. - Yeah, yeah.

Naaah. Naaah.

So, I came out of the school,

put on the glasses, and she was there by the tree.

So she just stood there staring at me,

- and then she like pointed at me. - Who was it?

I don't know.

Maybe it's some kind of stupid trick Weeds is playing.

The guy's strange.

Know what he bought me for our one week anniversary?

What?

Some stupid book on mummies or something.

I've got it right...

What's the matter?

- I thought you threw them away. - I did!

Anybody home?

Whoa.

Oh, man!

Who are you?!

Aaaahhhh!

Aaahhh!

Man, she should've burn those specs,

or chucked 'em in the garbage disposal.

But the apparitions weren't really there.

- Or were they? - She didn't know.

All Marybeth knew was she could only see them through the specs.

- So what did she do? - The only think she could think of.

She went looking for Weeds. Maybe he knew what was going on.

Weeds!

Weeds, the specs! I swear I'm seeing things!

- They're ghosts! - Whoa! Slow down!

- What's the matter? - Whenever I put these specs on, I see...

Aaaahhhh!

Marybeth! What is her problem?

Mr. Sardo! Mr. Sardo, open up!

Come on, Mr. Sardo!

That's Sar-Do. No mister. Accent on the "Do".

Mr. Sardo, I need to speak to you.

I'm all out of vomit. Try me Tuesday.

No, it's the specs my boyfriend bought.

Sorry, no guarantees.

If they don't work, that's your nevermind.

No, wait. My problem is they do work.

Let's see, let's see, let's see.

Uh-- scourge. Um-- pestilence.

Plague.

Here it is! Here it is.

The spell of second sight.

That's it, that's the spell Weeds did.

It's gotta be what's making this happen.

- It is? - Yeah-- yes, it is.

- Of course. - Am I like, seeing ghosts or something?

Ghosts? No, no, no, no.

Um-- what you're seeing is, uh...

another dimension. That's the second sight.

- Another dimension? - Exactly.

You see, there are...

There are beings all around us, all the time,

that we can't see because they're in another dimension.

- That's really creepy. - Mmm.

The, uh-- the spell must've opened up a window,

probably at your house, and those specs allow you to see

into a paralled universe.

I've got a parallel universe in my house.

Mmm, apparently.

And, um...

once the window is open,

the beings can cross over into our dimension.

And, uh-- well...

I don't mean to scare you... but they could take over.

Very, very dangerous. Very dangerous.

So let's just go over to my house and close the window.

Yes, well you see, casting a spell is easy.

Uncasting can be tricky.

You need, um-- an expert.

Someone who is familiar with the counter spells,

and how to cast them.

- Do you know the counter spells? - Ha, naturally.

But I have expenses.

What'll it cost?

- $50? - What?

All right, $20. But I'm losing on the deal.

- OK, I guess. - Good, good, good, good.

Now then, let's see, let's see.

Um-- um, where's the...

- Uh-oh. - What?

Uh-- the Dust-- the Dust of Dendaron.

I, uh-- I'm not.

I-- I had some here.

I must have sold the last pouch to...

To your boyfriend.

Dust of Dendaron, you big rip-off.

Prepare for a burial at sea.

[sound of toliet flushing]

- Adios, monkey bones. - Stop!

You flush this dust, and you're going in after it.

Alla... kazam.

Alla... kazam!

Alla... kazam!

Alla kazam in a crystal ball?

Come on, who does he think he's kidding?

Can we like, get this done before my parents come home?

Shhh!

I need to concentrate.

I thought you didn't believe in this stuff, Martybeth.

The window.

The window into another dimension.

We must close the window.

Oh, brother.

Sunra day...

vinsu rulu...

bamba nay.

- That's the same spell! - Shhhh!

Bamba nay...

We must close the window.

Send them back.

Don't you need the dust?

Oh, right. Yes, yes, the dust.

It doesn't work. Trust me.

Bamba nay.

Bamba nay.

I'm very, very embarrassed for this guy.

[strange sound]

Listen. What's that?

- I'm not doing that. - No?

M.B.?

Is this for real?

- What's going on? - I don't know.

- I've never done this before. - I thought you were the expert!

Do something.

The specs.

Put on the specs and tell us what you see.

Nooo!

M.B.? Marybeth.

They're here! I can see them!

Take off-- take off the specs.

- But I can see them with the specs. - You don't need them.

I see them, too.

This isn't funny. This isn't happening.

Do something.

I don't believe it. This stuff is really real.

Finish the spell and close the window, send them back!

I... Here!

This one. The cosmic seal. Ha ha!

- This is it. - Well, read it, Sardo.

- It's Sar-Do! - Who cares? Just read it.

All right, all right.

The spell of the cosmic seal.

Nimbo rombus...

rondo cane!

Favel dinkum...

flux moa! Go away!

What happened?

I think we did it.

Yeah.

Well, there was no cause to be worried.

I had everything under control.

- You know, magic is very much... - Wait.

Oh, my...

- Maybe we didn't do it after all. - What is it?

Aahhhh!

Take the children!

You have tampered with the cosmic seal.

2 universes cannot exist on the same plane.

Balance must be restored.

Glox moray...

Glox moray...

- What is this? - I don't know!

Aaahhhh!

You did it. You closed the window.

Does that mean the ghosts are gone?

There were no ghosts, darling.

You opened a window into a parallel universe.

There was a parallel universe in my house?

Yes, but I closed the window.

Funny thing is they were trying to get rid of you, too.

Are they gone for good?

I don't think they'll be bothering you anymore.

Oh, man.

- No way. - Excellent.

So 2 universes were fighting for the same space?

- And the other universe won? - Exactly.

'Cause the woman in black was powerful, and Sardo was a fake.

That's Sar-Do. Accent on the "Do."

Ha ha. Great story.

And here's why I was late.

Super specs!

I got one for everybody as an April Fool's gift.

Didn't cast any spells on 'em, did you?

No, don't worry. They're safe.

Now, when I count 3.

Everybody put 'em on.

1... 2...

3.

- Aaahhh! - [everyone screaming]

Well, guess your story was scary enough tonight.

Guess so.

April Fool's.

- April Fool's. - April Fool's.

Captioned by Grant Brown