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| - (Scene opens with Skips working on the cart in his garage.) Skips: (sighs after sipping a cup of tea) Mordecai: Hey Skips, could you help us fix the pump in the fountain? Skips: I'm kinda busy here. Rigby: (whining) But Skips, we don't know what we're 'doin! Skips: (sighs) Alright, I'll be right there. (skips out of his garage. Scene cuts to him fixing the fountain for Mordecai and Rigby. Benson walks to them carrying paint) Benson: Skips, can you help me put a new can of paint on the benches? Skips: (Sighs as he touches his arm) Yeah, sure. (walks off to do so. Cut to Skips painting the benches) Pops : Skips, can you help me plant my chrysanthemums? (Skips sighs and then clutches in pain as he notices some black lines) Pops: Skips? Skips: Sure, sure, Pops. (Cut to Skips planting. Benson runs over to him) Benson: Skips, what's going on with those benches? Skips: I had to help- (Muscle Man shows up with Hi Five Ghost.) Muscle Man: Skips, we wrecked another gas line. Skips: Uhh... Mordecai & Rigby: Skips! Skips! Skips! Skips: What? What? What? Mordecai & Rigby: Lunch. Lunch. Lunch. Skips: Why don't you guys go on ahead without me? I've got too much to do today. Mordecai: Come on dude. You look like you could use some lunch. (cut to Two Peaks Mall. Everyone is having lunch.) Msucle Man: Ok, ok. How much money would it take for you to walk up to a shark and punch it in the face? Go! Mordecai: (thinking) I'd do it for half a million. But only if I get to pick the shark. Rigby: I'd do it for $500 and get me a pair of genuine leather biker boots! What about you, Skips? Skips: Look, I don't know, guys. Can we just get back to the park? I got a lot to do today! Rigby: Oh, oh! I got one. (Skips groans in pain again. Cut to everyone leaving) Benson: You should get a motorcycle before you get biker boots. Rigby: Yeah, I'm gonna listen to the guy who doesn't drive a hog to work every day. Muscle Man: Hey! Everybody stop leaving and come look at this! (Skips sighs) A stress test machine. I always ace these things. (places his hand on the machine) You know who else always aces these things? MY MOM! (starts the test by pressing the red button. It gives the final results) Stress Machine: Stress Level: Moderate. Suggestion: Cut back on the late night pies. Muscle Man: Aw, what? All: (except Skips): Whoa! Rigby: You should do it, Skips. You'd be all, (imitates Skips) 'Stress? Never heard of it!' Skips: Aaah, can we just go? (Everyone encourages him to do it) Fine! If it'll get us outta here quicker, I'll do it! (sits down and starts the test by pressing the red button and then placing his hand) Stress Machine: (beeping) Stress Level: Critical. Pharmacist: (comes out of the pharmacy and takes the incoming stress test results out of the machine) Oh my goodness. Oh, oh no. Oh, no, no, no, no. Sir, are these your stress test results? Skips: Uh, yeah. Why? Pharmacist: (shows him his stress levels) I regret to inform you that your stess levels are off the charts. Mordecai: Woah! How did that even happen? Rigby: Yeah, Skips, what made you so stressed? Skips: Look, I'm fine! Can we just go? Pharmacist: No, I'm afraid you're not fine. Now, uh, may I? (takes Skips arm and reveal the black lines on it. Everyone is surprised at the sight of it) These are indicators of severe stress. Skips: I guess I have been a little stressed out. Pharmacist: Sir, if you fail to reduce your stress level, you will die. Pops: But he's immortal! Pharmacist: Who's the pharmacist here? Immortality won't save him on this one! (to Skips) I'm sorry, sir, but if you don't take immediate acton to reduce your stress levels, you will die. (Skips is now feeling uncomfortable) Now, can I interest you in any bandages or bread strips? (Scene cuts to Skips and Benson walking to Skips's House) Benson: I'm worried about you, Skips. I think you should take the rest of the day off. Skips: I can't. I've got too much to do today! Benson: No, Skips. You're taking the day off. Doctor's orders. Skips: Fine. (goes into his house and lies down. He enters a dream.) Rigby: (on a unicycle) Skips! Skips! Skips! Skips! Mordecai: Skips, you gotta help us. Quick, put this on! (he and Rigby put a black and white shirt on Skips. The dark background reveals a haunted house carnival.) Benson: (in a ringmaster costume) Skips! (Skips turns arounds and sees him.) Skips, I've got to start my show! Where's my fish?! Where's my fish?! (his hands turn into black octupus-like whips. A shark swallows him.) Pops: Skips, you must play at my booth! (Voice deepens as he turns into a black creature) Try to hit the target! (laughs) Muscle Man: Skips! Test your strength, bro! (his hair becomes dark and wiggly) Ring the bell, Skips! Ring the bell! Skips: Aaaah! Benson: Alright, guys. Here's what left to do today. (notices Skips) Skips, what are you doing here? Skips: I'm working. Benson: No, you're not. The doctor said you need to take it easy. Skips: He was a pharmacist at a shopping mall! Trust me, I'm fine. Benson: You sure? Skips: Yeah. I'm fine! Bensoon: Alright, but let me know if it's too much. (checks the schedule) Okay. So, we have the icecream social roday. Skips, you're setting up the booth, the icecream-- Rigby: Skips! Skips! Skips! Skips! Skips! Mordecai: Skips, are you alright? Rigby: Yeah, what's that black gunk?! You look like you're gonna die! (Mordecai punches him) Oww! Skips: It's just stress. I-I-I'm okay. Pops: Skips, you're not okay! You can't put it off any longer. You must visit the bell! Mordecai: Bell? What bell? Pops: There is an ancient stress bell that lies atop the Himalayan mountains. When it is rung, it relieves you of all your stress. Benson: Then why didn't you visit the bell sooner? Skips: It's not that simple. Ringing the bell is 5 times more dangerous than stress itself. Usually I can keep my stress under control, but I guess I let it get out of hand. Rigby: Well, okay. You gotta ring this bell. But how do we get to the Himilayas? Pops: Leave it to me. Skips: There is. The ancient stress bell. Benson: Here, Skips. We'll help you up there. Rigby: Woah, who are all these dead guys? Skips: They musta lost their battles against their stress. (A skeleton splits in half. The guys get Skips onto the bell) Thanks. Now, what I'm about to tell you is really important. You have to keep your ears covered for as long as the bell is ringing. Mordecai: Ok, Skips. Skips: Rigby, what did I just say? Rigby: Keep our ears covered. Skips: For as long as the bell rings. Good. Now go! Go! Get out of here! Far away! Rigby: Good luck, Skips! (Pops, Benson, Mordecai and Rigby run away from the bell and cover their ears. Skips then rings the bell, producing a long, loud sound. He screams as the stress exits his body and transforms into a stress monster that looks like Skips.) Cool. (Skips grunts and charges at the monster, but it grabs hims. Rigby spots the ninja sword.) Skips, you forgot your ninja sword! (runs to grab the sword) Mordecai: Rigby, no! (uncovers his ears and grabs Rigby) Benson: Cover your ears! Skips: No! Mordecai: What the heck?! Rigby: I gotta get the ninja sword! (grabs the sword, then runs to Skips) Skips! (throws the sword to Skips, who sees and swiftly catches it. Skips whips it out of the case and start fighting the stress.) Skips: Let me handle this! (screams as he charges at the stress, but is thrown away by its tentacles. He rolls and slices them off, but is soon grabbed by the tentacles again. The stress monster throws him into a statue, and grabs him by the neck) Rigby: We gotta help him! Benson: Yeah! Let's get this thing! Benson: Leave Pops alone! (bangs his weapon on the head, only to be grabbed into the head.) Pops: It's too powerful! Skips: (slicing a tentacle) We gotta cut off all of its heads! (All the stress head roar. Mordecai gets up.) Mordecai: Time to de-stress. (starts dodging the tentacles as he runs towward the stress head. He finally cut it off, causing it to vanish.) Rigby: (running to the stress head with his weapon) Hold on! Benson: No, no, no! Rigby, don't! (Rigby throws his weapon at the tentacle, disabling it. Benson screams as he falls. He grabs his weapon and hits the stress head) Thanks! Rigby: No problem. (shields himself from a tentacle, and screams as he slices his stress head down, causing it to vanish.) Pops: Benson, take these! (throws tiny axes at Benson, who throws them at his stress head's eyeballs, causing it to explode) (Everyone except Skips is taken aback from the vibration. They watch Skips as he is fighting his stress head. Skips continues using his ninja sword and chops at the tentacles. He leaps up on top as the head dodges, and lunges the sword into it. The head pop back up and the monsters uses its tentacles to grab the sword and throw it aside.) Everyone: Skips! (they are knocked aside by a tentacle) (The monster has Skips in his grip, but he breaks out and runs down the monster, who is clinging onto him. He jumps down and sees a spear on the ground. He grabs it and turns around to stab it in the monster, going straight through it and causing it to completely vanish. Skips pants heavily. Everyone comes and cheers for him.) Mordecai: We're sorry we made you so stressed out, Skips. Skips: Ah, forget it. And thanks for helping me out back there. Benson: This isn't goign to happen again. We could all stand to do more of our own work without bothering you for help. Skips: I enjoy helping my friends, but, uh, that might not be such a bad idea. Pops: Oh my. Mordecai: What's wrong? Pops: We've got a flat tire. Skips: I'll take care of it! (opens the boot, but notices the guys staring at him. He back away as they try to fix it.) Pops: Here's the tire iron. Mordecai: I'll grab the jack. Rigby: I got the spare Benson: Oh, let me help you with that. (Skips smiles and the episode ends)
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