Broternal Order Of Different Helmets/Go, Go, Power Helmets!

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Grindolo is back! And this time he's packing heat! (Heatbro, the lava monster to be precise.) Can the BODH morph into action before he can make his monster grow?

{A modified version of the MMPR intro begins with a shot of the cave from Helmet Quest 1 opening as Grindolo's spirit escapes.}
Grindolo: Ahh! After all these years, I'm free! It's time to conquer Earth!
{Cut to a shot of Honstlar and the gang standing on a cliff for some reason.}
Honstlar: Not so fast, Mr Ghast! Imeanghost.
{They morph into their Ranger forms and the rest of the intro happens set to an unaltered version of the MMPR theme. We then fade into a shot of the interior of the Pill HQ as text that reads "Go, Go, Power Helmets Written by A. Chimendez" appear and disappear.}
Honstlar: ...And that's why pants are important! Wait, am I the only one around here who wears pants?
EVG: I wear pants!
Dean: So do I.
EVG: I thought I technically had no clothes to speak of...or at least existent ones
(Brotherstar Runnerbrothers pops out of no where and gives SMRX the hairy eyeball)
SRMX12: Eww, fuzzy iris.
{Honstlar walks in frame holding a broom}
Honstlar: Will you skedaddle already!?
Homestar: Okay!
{Homestar speeds off.}
Honstlar: Now let this meeting begin!
Template:ev I dunno any koji, in fact I associate them with weebs deep in the closet. What do now?
Honstlar: Uh, are you even speaking English, Brother Greg?
Template:ev you don't know what a weeb is? and isn't that other word those live action japanese shows you like
Honstlar: What I meant was that the way it sounded to people who DON'T know those words was a little wonky, And it's Toku, not Koji.
EVG: Potato, tomato.
Template:gf I hardly know what you guys are talking about.
Template:ev Why does it feel like we've been standing here for two-and-a-half months?
Template:hn I don't know.
Template:gf Eh, prolly just SRMX12's 'puter tampering with the space-time continuum again. So anyways, what's going all up ons?
Template:sr We were gonna... (He searches through the earlier minutes.) ...go get smoothies at the MegaMall!
Template:hn Let us do that thing!
{Wipe to the Bubs Brothers MegaMall food court}
Template:gf Oh man, this Banana Cream Pie Strawberry Pumpkin Spice Latte Flavored Banana Bread Malloween Flavored Blueberry Orange Banana Smoothie is the best one yet!
Template:hn You bet!
Template:sr Even better than the Butterscotch Sweet Pickle Hot Fudge Clam Anchovie Donut Glaze Smoothie?
Template:gf Even better.
Template:ev I prefer to stick to the classics, Baked Potato Caramel.
(Suddenly, Strong Bad and Strong Mad walk in shaking cotton candy while the Bulk and Skull theme plays in the background)
Strong Mad: WHY ARE WE SHAKING THE PINK STUFF?!?!
Strong Bad: Because StyleLife magazine said this symbolizes strength in Turbekistan.
Strong Mad: I CAN GET BEHIND THAT!!
Template:hn Oh, Hi StroBro and StroBro's Bro, what brings you here?
STRONG BAD: Well, that's none of your business, purplem'n!
Template:hn When has shaking cotton candy become none of my business?
Strong Bad: SINCE FOREVER!!
STRONG MAD: DON'T MAKE ME SHAKE IT AT YOU!!
Template:hn Ha! Try me!
{Strong Mad shakes cotton candy toward Honstlar's general direction}
Template:hn Uh oh. I think I got a millifraction of a bite of cotton candy on my hat.
STRONG MAD: THIS WILL WORK!!
Template:ev Let me guess, you read in a magazine that it makes you look cool.
Strong Bad: SHUT UP, YOU!
Template:sp Wait a minutes, didn't Strong Bad create Greg?
Strong Bad: Oh, right.
Template:ev Yet another layer of confusion to add to my family tree.
Strong Bad: That doesn't matter, what does matter is me looking cool!
Template:hn If that's what you're trying to do, you're doing it all wrong.
Strong Mad: WHAT DO YOU MEAN!?!
Template:hn Shaking cotton candy isn't the way to go. You gotta do something death-defying like jump off the Leaning Tower of Breadsticks, or replace your feet with rockets, or surf on lava!!
Strong Bad: You know, that last one doesn't sound too bad. But where are we going to get lava at this hour?
(We then see that Grindolo has been watching this whole time.)
Template:gd So, that masked moron wants some lava? Well, if it's magma he wants, then it's magma he'll get. GEEK!
(Cut to the Cleansing Geek at a desk with cans of "Demonic Cronie Play-Doh" stacked next to her.)
Template:cg Yeah, boss?
Template:gd (Offscreen) Make a lava monster, so I may use it to burn Waddler to the ground along with the rest of planet Earth!
Template:cg On it!
{Cut to a clock moving quickly. Cut back to the Cleanser Geek with a strange blob.}
Template:cg What do you think, supreme master? It has three feet, a tongue with eyes, a tentacle growing out of its eyeball, and a squirrel protruding outwards of its elbow!
Template:gd Geek, this is just... wrong.
Template:cg It's intimidating! People fear what they don't understand. That's a quote from Einspeare. And he knows his lava monsters!
Template:gd Just make a new one.
Template:cg But this took so long! Didn't you see how fast that clock was turning?
Template:gd Ahem. {points to his nametag, reading "SUPREME MASTER"}
Template:cg{sigh} Sorry. I'm on it.
(Cut back to the clock moving quickly, then cut back to TCG with a humanoid magma thing)
Template:gd Now that's what I'm talking about! Fearsome, svelt, textured, where did you come up with this masterpiece?
Template:cg I just stole it from a comic book.
Template:gd Now that's the work of a true monster maker!
(The Cleansing Geek places the sculpture on a conveyer belt that moves it off screen and pulls a lever, causing steam to come out of a whistle placed on a bronze tank and a flexible grey tube to shake. We then cut to a shot of the other end of the tube which produces a small explosion that-nevermind, just watch Episode 6 of MMPR Season 1 and skip to the 5:22 mark, cause that's what happens, just replace the pig with the lava monster.)
Heatbro: Burn, baby, burn!
{Cut to the food court}
Template:hn I just got a sense... that grave misfortune has befallen upon us all.
Template:gf Oh, jeez, it's fine. 'S just cotton candy.
Template:hn Oh, nevermind.
(Cut to Strong Bad and Strong Mad walking across the field.)
Strong Mad: ARE WE THERE YET?!?
Strong Bad: Be patient, Graw Mad, molten lava doesn't just appear out of nowhere.
(Heatbro appears before the Brothers Strong.)
Strong Bad: I stand corrected.
HEATBRO: Aw man, you guys! Feel the burn! {breathes fire at them}
STRONG BAD: THIS IS SO COOL AND PAINFUL!
Strong Mad: DON'T BURN MY FACE!!!
(Strong Mad grabs his trusty rock and throws it at Heatbro, but it is soon reduced to magma.)
Heatbro: Hey, didn't your mom say not to pay with fire?
Strong Mad: YOU KILLED TONY STONEY!!!!
(Strong Mad punches Heatbro, singing his fist.)
Strong Mad: AAAGGHH!
Heatbro: This is too easy!
(Cut back to the BODH)
Template:hn ...Further proving that shirts are overrated!
(We hear beeps set to the tune of the MMPR theme.)
Template:gf What was that?
Template:hn That was my Ranger-Com, Grindolo must be up to something!
(The gang beams out of the mall and into the Pill HQ in a colorful fashion.)
Template:hn Onscreen!
(A screen appears from the table showing footage of Heatbro wreaking havoc.)
Template:gf What is that?
Template:hn It's a moist red blob, wreaking havoc amongst the countrystyle! We have to go after it!
Template:ev Go after it? Why? We'll just get burnt to a crisp.
Template:hn Who cares, I'm bored.
Template:hn Let's rock and rool!
Template:sr It's "Rock and Roll".
Template:hn I meant what I said.
(Cut to Heatbro blasting lava all over Free Country)
Heatbro: What's the matter, can't take the heat? Then get the crap outta the kitchen!
{Cut to Homestar in a kitchen making a burger}
[[hsr:{{{1}}}|{{{2}}}]] Aw mans! I better get outta here!
{He goes outside and gets lava and fire on him}
[[hsr:{{{1}}}|{{{2}}}]] MAYBE I SHOULDN'T HAVE TAKEN THAT LITERALLYYYYYYYYY!
HEATBRO: Mu-ha-har! I am unstoppable!
Template:hn{offscreen} Tell that to the helmets, magma-face!
HEATBRO: Uh, my face is made of magma, so that isn't technically a— wait, who said that? {turns around}
Template:hn We did!
Heatbro: Rangers! I've been expecting you.
Template:hn Wait, you've been expecting us? How? You don't even know us.
Template:sr To be honest, I feel quite honored.
Template:gf We haven't really been expecting you. Mostly 'cause you just kinda, you know, came outta nowhere. And started arsonizing everything. Would you mind stopping setting fire to things please? That would be very polite of you.
Heatbro: First off, Grindolo told me what to do before I came to this planet, Second, NEVER!
(He shoots some lava at the Helmets, but they quickly dodge it.)
Template:hn So, ya wanna play rough, huh? Well, guess what? WE'RE 50 GRIT!
(A fight scene commences.)
Template:ev Trick or treat, SMELL MY FEET!
(Greg kicks Heatbro, forgetting he is very, very, hot)
Template:ev Now I've got burns I need to treat.
(Cut to Gfd eating rocks.)
Template:gf Well, so much for the civilian fight.
Template:hn Let's cut to the good part, IT'S MORPHIN' TIME!!
{They morph}
Kamen Honstlar RX: Roll Call! Kamen Honstlar... (Does a pose with his arms) ...RX!
Template:gf Whatever my name is! {shoots a potato out of his face, which boomerangs back to him as he eats it whole}
Template:ev That dude from that show I never watched but know is Japanese and is a mock dub! (shoots a meat lovers pizza)
Template:sp Space Sherrif Gavan!
Template:sr VRMX12!
Template:dn And the rest!
Template:hnTemplate:gfTemplate:srTemplate:evTemplate:spTemplate:dn POWER HELMETS!
HEATBRO: Whatevs. {fires a lava ball at them}
Template:sr VIRTUAL BASEBALL BAT!
(He hits the fireball.)
{Heatbro absorbs the lava ball, making him twice as large}
Template:sr Sorry, guys.
Template:hn Well, that catastrophically head chunkularly backfired.
Template:hn Time to actually do something helpful. WATER SLASHER!
(He pulls out a sword of pure water and slashes it towards Heatbro, extinguishing some of his flames.)
Heatbro: AHHH!!
{He returns to normal size}
Template:gf Oh. This'll be easier than expected.
Template:sr If it's so easy to extinguish his flames, why don't we just lure him into an ocean or whatever?
Template:ev That wouldn't work.
Template:sr Why?
Template:ev Because someone drank the ocean last week.
Template:gf I said I was sorry.
Template:dn I swear one day he'll cause a Mad Max-type dystopia.
Template:ev Hey, wait a minute! That's it! Gfd, you try eating this firem'n!
Template:gf Could work. I've eaten fire before.
Template:gf HYPER STOMACH ATTACK!
(He tries eating Heatbro, but it burns his teeth.)
Template:gf YOW! MY HOLEBONES!!!
Template:ev Hey, Honstly, you still got that sword?
Template:hn Nope, Garbles ate it while I was busy blinking.
Template:ev Oh, come on!
Template:sr Hey, remember those elemental forms from earlier? Gfd can still transform into water, can't he?
Template:gf Great times! The Broternal Matter of Different States... come forth!
(Cricket noises)
Template:gf I said come forth!
(More cricket noises)
Template:gf Why isn't this working?!?
Template:hn Maybe you need to rephrase it?
Template:gf Uh... 'scuse me one sec. {pulls a script reading "Helmet Quest 2" from behind him, puts on glasses, flips through it, then puts it back and takes off his glasses} "Ready... GO!!"
(They become their BMDS forms, but still in Ranger mode.)
Template:gf Extinguishin' time! {leaps on top of Heatbro}
Heatbro: Ahhh! My body!
Template:gf Now it's eatin' time! Can't get third and/or fourth-degree burns on your teeth when you're made of water.
HEATBRO: No, please! Spare me! Have mercy, watery one!
(Gfd now has a lobster bib on)
Template:gf Nope, too late.
(He eats the lavaman.)
All: Hooray!!
(Cut to Grindolo.)
Template:gd This isn't over yet, Rangers!
(He pulls out his ray gun)
Template:gd Little Pluckies, make my monster grow!!
(The gun emits sparks that cause Heatbro to be spit out by Gfd and grow.)
Heatbro: I did it, I finally made it big!!
Template:gf Well, this is just grandiose. How will we ever get rid of this monstrosity?
Template:hn Cuz, you know I always come prepared!
(EVG pops into frame holding a can of melonade.)
Template:ev Take a shot!
(The Pill HQ starts rising from the ground.)
HEATBRO: Oh yeah, like some medication will stop my unbridled rage rampage.
Template:hn Oh, it's more than a pill.
Template:ev We need Megazord power, now!
(The team beams out and we cut to the Pillmobile combining with the Gwamamola box, the Drive-Thru Whale, and the King.)
KOT: WHAT KIND OF CHILLI COOK-OFF IS THIS PILL RUNNING HERE?!?!?!
(The formation of the Pillbox Megazord is complete and the team are in their battle stations.)
Template:hn Try this on for size!
{The Pillbox Megazord punches Heatbro, setting fire to its fist}
Template:hn WHY DO WE KEEP FORGETTING HE'S MADE OF FIRE?!?!?!
Template:ev Comedic writing.
Template:hn Yeah, sounds about right.
Template:gf We still have that hose?
{A hose comes out of the Pillbox Megazord's arm}
Template:hn FIRE!!
Template:hn I mean water!
(The hose activates, extinguishing Heatbro completely.)
Heatbro: This is not cool.
Template:hn Time to finish him off! FINAL STRIKE!!!!!
(The Megazord fires his chest beam at the golem formerly known as Heatbro.)
Heatbro: They always told me I had an explosive personality.
(Heatbro explodes and the Megazord poses.)
Template:hn That's another one in the bag!
(Cut to the mall where the gang is back to normal and The Brothers Strong are in bandages.)
Template:sb Well, we may not have been able to surf that guy, but at least we didn't die of heat stroke.
Template:sm MY EVERYTHING BURNS!!!
[[hsr:{{{1}}}|{{{2}}}]]{walking in with mild burns} Man, you said it, Grad Maw. I shoulda never listened to that flamey monstrosity! My kitchen was a perfect shelter.
Template:hn You know, I think there's a lesson to be taken from today's events.
Template:sr What would that be?
Template:hn Never try to surf on lava, you'll only end up with burnt teeth.
Soft music plays as the scene slowly zooms out and turns black-and-white. Text fades over the screen:
MORAL:
Never try to surf on lava,
you'll only end up with burnt teeth.
Thank you.
and fades away.}
Template:hn Now where were we? Oh yeah, LONG LIVE ANCHOVIE PINEAPPLE GRAPHITE MILKSHAKES!
(The scene pauses as we see text that says "Executive Producers: Lem Sportsinterviews and Clyde Cash")
END.
(A cursor clicks on the D in END.)
{Cut to Strong Bad and Strong Mad on surfboards over black bubbly water}
Template:sb You're right, Grad Maw. Surfing on this corrosive poison is way safer than ol' lava.
Template:sm HANG TEN!!
(The cursor returns and clicks on the period in END.)
{Cut to the Milkshake Factory}
BOSSM'N: Well, Ronginald, got any ideas for our new flavor?
Ronginald: It shall be the Play-Doh Coconut Creme Cotton Candy Cardboard Cola Banana Slamma!
Bossm'n: BRILLIANT!
{A scientist guy walks in}
SCIENTIST GUY: Bossm'n, I've polled 30,000 Free Countrians. According to my studies, their favorite food is donuts, but they also like spaghetti and/or hot dogs, with sushi being a close third. As for drinks, polled 20-30-year olds prefer coffee, while younger test subjects like Hot Jones during the winter, and melonade during the summer.
BOSSM'N: Genius! Mash 'em all into a liquid and put it in stores!
{Cut to an ad for the smoothie}
ANNOUNCER: Yes, folks, it's the Donut-Spaghetti-Hot-Dog-Sushi-Coffee-Hot-Jones-Melonade-O-Rama. Yes, this is legal. In most states, at least.
END.