Sorcerer Hunters Chronicles

Big Momma: I congratulate you all, my Sorcerer Hunters, for killing Skeletor.

All: (modest) Aw, it wasn't nothin'

Big Momma: And Carrot, I applaude you on being the new wielder of the sword of Greyskull.

Carrot: Thanks, Momma, & I'll guard this sword with my life.

Marron: That's the spirit, brother. I'm proud of what the sword has done to you.

Gateau: Yeah, maybe now, he can drop the perv act for good.

Chocolate: I love especially how my darling looks as He Man.

Carrot: Hey hey, ease it, Chocolate!

Tira: Yeah, Chocolate, leave Carrot alone!

Chocolate: Oh, don't get so jealous of us, sister dear.

Tira: (embarrassed) Jealous, who's jealous?

Gateau: I believe it's you.

Tira: I'M NOT JEALOUS!!

Gateau: Sure you aren't.

Marron: By the way, Momma, I hear you got another mission for us.

Momma: That's right Marron.

Carrot: Another mission?! I thought you were gonna give us a vacation.

Momma: I'm afraid not, Carrot. This mission involves time travel. You'll be sent to Los Angeles, circa 1984. There you will meet the artist known as Prince.

Carrot: Prince?

Chocolate: You mean "The" Prince? Purple Rain?

Momma: The very same.

Marron: I happen to be a fan of his music. It's so liberating & expressive.

Momma: Well it's settled, you'll head there immediately.

[In an instant, the 5 hunters were sent to L.A. in 1984. Gateau was decked out like a heavy metal fan, Marron, a new age fan, the Misu sisters, Madonna fans, & Carrot was dressed like a breakdancer]

Gateau: Wow, I'm a Metallica fan!

Marron: I prefer the sounds of Culture Club & Soft Cell.

Tira & Chocolate: "We are living in a material world, & I'm a material girl!"

Carrot: Hey guys, check it out! I'm a popper! Now to "pop" my stuff to all these hot 80s babes.

Tira: Just where do you think you're going, Carrot?

Chocolate: If you wanna pop your stuff, why not pop it to me, darling? I'm more than happy, if you know what I mean.

Carrot: I do know what you mean, which is why I'm headin' to that bar. See ya!

Tira: Carrot!

Chocolate: Come back, darling!

Gateau: Well I guess I was wrong 'bout the whole perv act.

Marron: It would appear so.

[As Carrot rushed to the bar, he was stopped by a mysterious, purple figure & his entourage. It was none other than Prince & his band, The Revolution]

Prince: Hello, Carrot Glace.

Part 2 comin' soon.