(View Snorkland High, and inside is the end of the last day of school)
Allstar: *Swimming* Yay, no more school!
Tooter: *toots in agreement*
Red snork: See you guys in the fall!
Allstar: Yeah, see you in the -- *bumps into Dimmy, and both of them fall down* -- in the fall?
(Tooter laughs at the both of them)
Dimmy: Hey, where are you guys going? It's almost time for the big snorker game.
Allstar: *to locker* Yeah, I know. I've gotta get my uniform out. *grabs Casey's dress unknowlingly as she walks over to him* As soon as I put this on, I'll be ready for the game. *all laugh and he sees dress* Huh? What's this?
Casey: *snatches it* That's my dress for the Starfish Prom tonight! You haven't forgotten, have you, Allstar?
Allstar: Of course not, Casey. I'll pick you up right after the game.
Casey: I'll be ready. I've been looking forward to the Prom all year.
Allstar: Me too. I can't wait to get out on the dance floor. *he begins dancing*
(everyone dances, so do Casey/Allstar and Daffney/Dimmy)
Daffney: *grabs Dimmy with Occy* Come on, Dimmy, let's dance!
(Junior walks by himself)
Junior: *Dimmy and Daffney run into him* Hey, what's going on? You trying to start a whirlpool?
Daffney: We're warming up for the prom tonight, Junior, join in.
Junior: Nah, I'm not going to the Prom. I don't have a date.
Tooter: *happily dances*
Junior: What are you so happy about? You don't have a date, either.
Tooter: *Tooter offers it jokingly*
Junior: Hey, cut it out, I need a real date!
Matilda: You called, cutie? When you and I get out on that dance floor, we'll knock 'em dead! *kncoks him over to trash can*
Junior: It's just what I'm afraid of.
Matilda: Hey, wait up, cutie! *chases him*
Allstar: Junior doesn't have to worry about finding a date.
Casey: Yeah. *giggles* The date found him!
Daffney: I just hope they get to the game on time!
Allstar: The game! I almost forgot! *swims away*
(cut to big game)
Announcer: What an exciting game, folks! Allstar Seaworthy's heading for the goal! *Allstar kicks it, Junior lands on him, and ball hits Dimmy on the head* And Dimmy Finster's really using his head! *ball in goal* It's in! Junior's team scores a point!
Cheerleaders: Yay, Junior!
Matilda: *knocks other cheereladers over* Gosh, I love that Junior!
Announcer: The score is tied with only 10 seconds left to play.
Casey: Oh, we've just gotta make this point.
Allstar: Don't worry, Casey, I'll give it all I've got.
(Junior blows up balloon)
Junior: It's time for Plan B - B for balloon. *hands it to referee* Here's the ball, Mr. Referee. Good luck, Allwet.
Allstar: Thanks, Junior. *gets it* Got it.
Junior: That's what you think.
Matilda: *swins to Junior* What? Where's Junior going?
Dimmy: *bounces on balloon* I busted it!
Casey: Hey, that's not the ball!
Matilda: Junior, honey, you're going the wrong way. the ball's over there.
Allstar: Look, there's the ball!
Announcer: Allstar's heading towards the ball. But he's only got 3 seconds left.
Casey: Oh, Allstar's gonna have to give that ball a super kick.
(Allstar kicks it very high)
Announcer: Allstar's done it! He's won the game! *cheer for him* Allstar's broken every record in the book!
Casey: Allstar, you broke the record!
Allstar: *holds ankle* Yeah, and I think I broke my foot.
(now he gets out of hospital with cast on foot)
Casey: What did the doctor say?
Allstar: He says twisted my ankle. I'll have to stay off my foot for a while.
Casey: Oh, I guess we won't be able to go to the Prom tonight, Allstar.
Allstar: Oh don't stay home because of me, Casey.
Casey: Well if you're not going, I'm not going. Who could ever take your place?
Junior: I guess you better go to the Prom with me, Casey. Looks like Allwet's gonna be limping around the dance floor tonight.
Casey: Junior Wetworth, what a horrible thing to say! I'd rather stay home than go to the Prom with you!
Matilda: Junior! *swims to him* I'll go to the prom with you, honey!
Junior: On second thought, I feel a little green around the gill. *swims in hospital*
Matilda: Ooh, a rumba is just what the doctor ordered! *swims to him*
Casey: Well, Junior's fixed for the night.
Allstar: Hey, Tooter doesn't have a date. Why don't you go to the Prom with him?
Casey: Well, okay, Allstar, if it'll make you happy.
(now at ice cream parlor)
Yellow snork: I'd like two seaweed sundaes with lots of barnacles, and a sea cherry on top.
Tooter: *toots "That'll do" and fixes it for him
Allstar: *walks* Tooter, could you do me a favor?
Tooter: *still fixes sundae, but messes up*
Allstar: Would you go with Casey to the Prom tonight? *Tooter cheers* I guess that means yes.
Yellow snork: I guess that means we don't get our sundae.
Allstar: Now all you have to do is get into your tux, and meet Casey at the front of the gym in one hour.
Tooter: *cheers in happiness*
Junior: So, Tooter's gonna sit in for Allstar, huh? Putting him out of the way will be a piece of cake.
Willie: Piece of cake! *eats it whole*
(Tooter gets ready at home)
Junior: *places any in pants* This oughta put some dance in his pants.
(Tooter gets ant fish in pants, and he tries chasing it around)
Junior: I guess Casey needs a new date. I wonder who it'll be? *laughs*
(at home, Junior gets ready, but disguised as Tooter)
Junior: Well, do I look okay?
Willie: Look okay!
Junior: With this disguise, I'd even fool Tooter. Toot toot!
(Casey's waiting at school)
Casey: Allstar said Tooter'd be here by 8:00.
Junior: Tooty toot!
Casey: Oh, Tooter, there you are.
Junior: Uh, bleep bloop.
Casey: You sound kinda funny, Tooter. Do you have a cold?
Junior: Kerchew! *pretends to sneeze* Toot!
(Occy sniffs him, then growls)
Casey: That's not very nice, Occy.
Junior: Uh, bleep bloopy. Yikes! I mean, bleep!
Casey: Occy, stay!
(they go in and he stays out - meanwhile, Allstar's at Gallio's)
Gallio: *fixes invention* There, I've finished the Foodapat. This machine will revolutionize food preparation. Allstar, Allstar?
Allstar: Huh? Oh, I'm sorry, Uncle Gallio, I guess my mind's on the Prom.
Gallio: What you need my boy is a good plankburger to take your mind off your troubles.
Allstar: If only there was a dance to dance with Casey without using my sore foot.
Gallio: *machine knocks him over and bounces around on snork*
Allstar: *helps him back up* Uncle Gallio!
Gallio: I feel like I was dancing just then.
Allstar: That's it!
Gallio: What's what? I mean, it is?
Allstar: *leaves* Thanks, Uncle Gallio. You've solved my problem.
Gallio: I did, I, uh -- *machine goes haywire again*
(back at Prom, everyone's dancing and Occy shows up angry)
Casey: Gee, this is fun. It's too bad Allstar couldn't be here.
Junior: Toot toot!
Singer: Alright, kids, it's time to do the Tuna Twist!
Daffney: Oh boy, Dimmy, let's do the Tuna Twist!
Dimmy: Uh, I feel more like a tuna sandwhich. Let's hit the snack bar. *they go there*
(Casey and Junior dance)
Casey: Oh, this is Allstar's favorite dance!
(Occy reveals him)
Dimmy: *holds sandwhich* Now that's what I call a meal! *Junior runs into him*
Daffney: *laughs* Now that's what I call a crash diet!
Junior: *hands Dimmy sandwhich* Uh, here you are, I mean, tooty toot.
Dimmy: *sees wig* Hey, there's a hair in this sandwhich!
Casey: Junior Wetworth, is that you?
Junior: Yikes! *looks for wig* I, I, I mean... tooty toot?
Casey: What a low down dirty trick!
Junior: *gets up* I'm sorry.
Matilda: Junior, honey! I've been looking all over for you! *takes him away* Let's go dance!
Allstar: *shows up* Casey?
Casey: Allstar, what are you doing here?
Allstar: I found a way to dance without using my foot. Come on.
(shows it to them)
Casey: Wow, that's great!
Daffney: Yay, that looks like fun!
(they cheer for him as he and Casey dance together, and Daffney takes Dimmy away from his food)
Singer: Hey look, it's Snork Dancin'!
(all do it, including Occy)
Matilda: Come on, Junior, we can do that!
Junior: We can? *they do it, making him dizzy*
Tooter: *chases pants around dancefloor*
Casey: *laughs with Allstar* This is the best Prom ever. *hug him* Allstar, you're the greatest.
Allstar: *hugs her back and winks*
(c) 1984 Hanna-Barbera and SEPP International