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.