Dora tickle tortures Bambi's mother/Blasted off by Shimajirō Shimano and his friends

Cast

 * Eric as Lawson and Randall Weems
 * Professor as Mr Bean
 * Dallas as Gio Compario and the Mayor
 * Salli as Mrs Wicket
 * Julie as Mrs Wicket's friend

Part 1: Mr Bean tickle tortures Gio Compario/Grounded by Mrs Wicket

 * At the park, Mr Bean was feeling grumpy.
 * Mr Bean: Man, this is so lame! I hate Gio Compario, he's the worst opera tenor ever! I can't believe Gio Compario won't let me go to the theatre to do my singing performance! There has to be a way to get revenge on her! But how? I got it, I will capture Gio Compario and tickle his feet!
 * [Suspense - Demon Lair begins to play as Mr Bean began to run to Gio Compario's house to get revenge on Gio Compario]
 * [Cut to: Gio Compario's mansion. Gio Compario was resting, watching the YTN News.]
 * Gio Compario: Hey Mr Bean, what are you doing here at my house?!
 * Mr Bean: Now that I found you, I are going to capture you once and for all because you won't let me go to the theatre to do my singing performance!
 * Gio Compario: No! (X30) Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!! Don't capture me! Anything but capturing me!
 * Mr Bean: Too bad! I'm going to capture you right now and that is final!!
 * [Mr Bean soon tied up Gio. He then proceeded to take off Gio Compario's shoes and socks, exposing his feet.]
 * Gio Compario: I know what you're gonna do to me!! You're going to tickle my feet, right?!
 * Mr Bean: Yup! And  I will never stop until we get what I want!
 * [Mr Bean began to tickle Gio's feet with the feather, causing him to laugh very harder and he doesn't like it at all! No, not one bit!]
 * Gio Compario: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEEEEEEEEEEHEEEEEEEESE!!!! STOP IT!!!! I'M A VERY TICKLISH OPERA TENOR!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
 * (30 minutes later)
 * (7:30 AM)
 * [Gio was catching his breath and he is panting from laughing very hard.]
 * Mr Bean: Now, can you let me go to the theatre to do my singing performance?
 * Gio Compario: No way Mr Bean. You kept making grounded videos out of innocent users including me, Mario, Sonic, Weatherstar400video and more!!
 * Mr Bean: OK. Since you said that to me, I will tickle your toes.
 * [Mr Bean began to tickle Gio's toes with the feather and it made him laugh even harder and wiggle his toes. That poor opera tenor can't take that tickle torture any longer! Mr Bean would be in serious trouble for this!]
 * Gio Compario: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NO! (X20) NOT MY TOES!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PL-PLEEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEHEEHEHEHEHEEESE!!!!!!!! NO! (X20) PLEEEEHEEEEEEHEEEEEEEEHEEEEEEEHEEEEEHEEEEEEESE!!!!!!!!! STOP!!!! I'M SO VERY TICKLISH!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! PL-PLEEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEHEEHEHEHEHEEESE!
 * (30 minutes later)
 * (8:00 AM)
 * [Gio was panting and was catching his breath again.]
 * Mr Bean: Wow! You are so persistent. You also wiggle your toes cutely when I tickle them. Time to have your soles tickled and make you wiggle your toes again.
 * [Mr Bean began tickling Gio's feet again, causing him to laugh very hard and wiggle his toes at the same time. He did not like that at all.]
 * Gio Compario: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA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 * Mr Bean heard Mrs Wicket.
 * Mrs Wicket: (off-screen) You!!! Stop right there Mr Bean!! I caught you now!!!
 * Mr Bean: Oh no! It's Mrs Wicket!
 * Mrs Wicket came.
 * Mrs Wicket: Don't worry, Mr Compario! I am here to save you! And as for you, Mr Bean, you are in big (X20) trouble!!! How dare you tickle torture Gio Compario?! He was one of my favourite opera tenors! That's it, you are grounded (X9) for a whole month! As for your punishment, you will babysit Scrapper.
 * Mr Bean: Oh man! This whomps!
 * Mrs Wicket: Don't talk back to me! No TV for a whole month! Go to your room right now!
 * Mr Bean went up to his room, crying.
 * Mr Bean: Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Part 2: Lawson gets sent to Principal Prickly's Office

 * Mrs Wicket: This should take care of Mr Bean for what he did. So, can you please go get Miss Finster at once?
 * Randall: Okay.
 * Randall rushed off to see Miss Finster.
 * Randall: Miss Finster, I must tell you something.
 * Miss Finster: Yes, what is it Randall?
 * Randall: I think one of the male bullies let Mr Bean capture Gio Compario and tickle his feet into letting him go to the theatre to do his singing performance.
 * Miss Finster: OK, Randall. Thank you for telling me about this.
 * (Miss Finster walked to Lawson)
 * Miss Finster: Lawson! How dare you let Mr Bean tickle torture Gio Compario? You know that doing stuff like that will now send you to Principal Prickly's Office.
 * (When Miss Finster dragged Lawson to Principal Prickly's Office)
 * Principal Prickly: This is a very serious situation. A very serious situation indeed. We don't ever let Mr Bean tickle torture opera tenors like Gio Compario, you see letting Mr Bean tickling Gio Compario's feet undermines authority. It demonstrates impertinence, disrespect, laziness. I have no choice but to give you detention level 5.
 * Lawson: Level 5? That's the worst thing ever, you are nothing but a rotten egg. I like Mr Bean, he's my best character ever, and you are nothing but a n*****!
 * Principal Prickly: Make that level 6, are you ready to push me any further? And there will be no recess for you for 3 months young man.
 * Lawson: What?! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! That's not fair, Principal Prickly! You can't do this to me!
 * Principal Prickly: Too bad so sad, Lawson! Now go to detention right now or I will get your parents to send you to Norway!
 * Lawson: Okay?! How about I break your arm?!
 * Principal Prickly: You do not EVER threaten to break my arm! That's Level 7!
 * Lawson: I have the right to break your arm!
 * Principal Prickly: Level 8! Threaten me again and see what happens!
 * (Lawson grabbed Principal Prickly by the arm and broke it)
 * Principal Prickly (shouting in Kidaroo's voice): OW OW OW OW OW OW OW OW OW OW! YOU BROKE MY A A A A A A A A A A R R R R R R R R M M M M M M M M M M! THANKS TO YOU IT WILL NOT RECOVER FOR SIX WEEKS! GET OUT OF HERE NOW!
 * Lawson went of the room, feeling satisfied.
 * Lawson: Whatever you say, Principal Dorkly! Hahahaha!
 * (at home, Lawson's father was furious with Lawson)
 * Lawson's dad: Erwin, how dare you let Mr Bean tickle torture Gio Compario and break your principal's arm?! You know that's very naughty!
 * Lawson: But dad, I like Mr Bean, he's my best character ever!
 * Lawson's dad: I don't care! That's it! You're grounded grounded grounded for 10 days! Go to your room now!
 * (Lawson did as he was told)
 * Lawson: Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Part 3 Finale: Gio Compario's feet worship

 * [Gio Comparo stretched out his right foot and nicely wiggled his toes cutely in front of Mrs Wicket and her friends.]
 * Mrs Wicket: Wow, your feet are very lovely and attractive.
 * Mrs Wicket's friend: And your toes are very cute.
 * [Gio Compario lifted up his right foot and began nicely wiggling his toes.]
 * Gio Compario: Do you two mind worshipping my feet?
 * [Gio Compario continued wiggling hIS toes as he lifted hIS right foot up and down.]
 * [Mrs Wicket began massaging Gio's right foot as the mayor began massaging Gio's mother's left foot.]
 * [Gio felt his body immediately beginning to relax as he saw his friends Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor nicely massaging his feet, pressing their thumbs gently against the soft soles before them]
 * [Gio wiggled his toes cutely as Mrs Wicket and her friend continued massaging his feet.]
 * Gio Compario: [moans with pure delight] Oh, Julia and Sally......This is so good...
 * [Gio continued moaning with pure heavenly delight as he wiggled his toes again while Mrs Wicket and her friend continued massaging his feet with pure heavenly pleasure. He seemed to be very exhausted.]
 * Gio Compario: [continues moaning with pure pleasure] Julia and Sally, this is so peaceful.
 * [Gio continued moaning with heavenly pleasure as Mrs Wicket and her friend continued massaging her feet with heavenly delight.]
 * [Gio yawned as she cutely wiggled his toes 18 times while her Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor continued massaging his soles. Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor had became extremely more foot fetish for Gio's feet everytime they worshipped them to help him sleep. Gio was feeling very relaxed and peaceful as Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor continued massaging his feet with pure heavenly pleasure. He never felt this relaxed before in her life.]
 * Mayor: [continues moaning with heavenly delight] Thanks, Julia and Sally. This is a very good feeling for me.....you two are like my feet worshippers to help me rest and sleep peacefully in bed.....[yawns]
 * Mrs Wicket: Thanks. You sure are very exhausted. A nice foot worship will help you fall asleep peacefully in bed.
 * Gio Compario: [yawns] Yes...I know...
 * [Gio continued wiggling his toes as Mrs Wicket and her friend continued massaging his feet with heavenly pleasure while he continued moaning with heavenly delight. He is extremely exhausted from all that laughing. Gio's soles and his feet were very soft. Mrs Wicket and her friend had became extremely more foot fetish for Gio's feet everytime they worshipped them to help him sleep. Everytime Mrs Wicket and her friend happily see Gio wiggle his toes cutely while he was relaxing on the couch or stretching out his right foot, they nicely worshipped him feet to help him rest and sleep peacefully.]
 * Gio Compario: [continues on moaning with pure happiness and pleasure] Oooooooooooh......Julia and Sally. This......is so....peaceful and heavenly. You two are......like my feet worshippers.....to help me sleep peacefully in bed. I'm ready to.....[yawns] go to sleep.....
 * [Gio continued moaning with pure heavenly delight as he wiggled his toes again while his three kindhearted and brave friends Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor continued massaging his feet with pure heavenly pleasure. He seemed to be extremely exhausted from all that laughing he had gone through today.]
 * Gio Compario: [continues moaning with pure pleasure] Julia, Sally and Keith....my friends, this is so peaceful...
 * [Gio wiggled his toes again as Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor continued massaging his feet with heavenly pleasure. She is very exhausted.]
 * Gio Compario: [continues moaning with pleasure] Oooooooooooooohhhhhhh........this is very relaxing...
 * [Gio continued moaning with heavenly pleasure as his brave friends, Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor continued massaging his feet with heavenly delight.]
 * Gio Compario: [continues moaning with delight] Oooooooooooohhhh...this......is so......nice......and relaxing....
 * [Gio yawned as he wiggled his toes cutely 18 times while his friends Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor continued massaging his soles with pure heavenly delight. Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor had became extremely more foot fetish for Gio's feet everytime he worshipped them to help him sleep. Gio was feeling very relaxed and peaceful as his friends Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor continued massaging his feet with pure heavenly pleasure. He never felt this relaxed before in her life.]
 * Gio Compario: [continues on moaning with pleasure] Ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh................Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor.....this is such a good feeling for me......you three are like my feet worshippers to help me sleep....the three of you are kind and brave.]
 * [Gio continued moaning with heavenly pleasure as he wiggled his toes again 19 times as his friends Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor continued massaging his feet with pure delight. Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor had become extremely more foot fetish for Gio's feet as they continued massaging on his soles with pure delight.]
 * Gio Compario: [continues moaning with heavenly pleasure] Oooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh..........this.....is a good feeling....for me.......Julia, Sally and Keith, my friends.
 * [Gio continued moaning with pure heavenly pleasure as he yawned and wiggled his toes again 19 more times as his friends Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor continued massaging his feet with pure delight. Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor had become extremely more foot fetish for Gio's feet as they continued massaging his soles with pure heavenly delight.]
 * [Gio yawned as he wiggled his toes again while he relaxed as his friends Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor continued massaging his feet.]
 * [Gio continued moaning with pleasure as he cutely wiggled his toes again 23 times as his friends, Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor continued massaging his feet with pure delight. Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor had become extremely more foot fetish for Gio's feet as they continued massaging his soles with pure delight.]
 * [Gio continued moaning with pure heavenly pleasure as his friends Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor continued massaging his feet with heavenly delight.]
 * Gio Compario: Ooohhh....Julia, Sally and Keith.....this is so good...
 * [Gio continued moaning with heavenly pleasure as he wiggled his toes again as his kindhearted friends Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor continued massaging his feet with heavenly pleasure. He was very exhausted.]
 * [Gio Compario yawned and fell asleep as Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor continued massaging his feet with pure pleasure. He was completely exhausted and tired. Thank goodness he was sleeping peacefully as Mrs Wicket, her friend and the mayor continued massaging his soles with heavenly pleasure]
 * [The mayor continued sleeping very peacefully on the couch as Mrs Wicket and her friend continued massaging his feet with heavenly delight.]
 * [The mayor continued sleeping as his friends Mrs Wicket and her friend continued licking his soles and between his toes. Their tongues pressed against the mayor's feet as they lapped up and down his soles and between his toes. Mrs Wicket and her friend loved the sweet taste of the mayor's soles. His soles tasted like chocolate ice cream.]
 * [The mayor continued sleeping peacefully as his friends Mrs Wicket and her friend continued sucking on his toes and massaging his wet soles with pure delight. Mrs Wicket and her friend had become extremely more foot fetish for the mayor's feet as they continued sucking on his toes with pure delight.]
 * [The mayor slept peacefully as his friends Mrs Wicket and her friend continued sucking on his toes and massaging his wet soles with pure kindness.]
 * [Mrs Wicket and her friend had become extremely even more foot fetish for the mayor's feet even more as they continued sucking on his toes with delight.]
 * Mrs Wicket: Hey Sally! We love to suck on Keith's toes because it helps him sleep. We are like his foot slaves.
 * Mrs Wicket's friend: It sure is a very great thing Julia we can do it what we want!