*Above is an extremely random trailer that we made a long time ago for the original Fuzzy show (if I haven't said so already, this entire series is loosely based on videos that I had made a while ago with actual stuffed animals, random household objects, and drawn-on fingers).

A caption at the bottom of the screen reads "The next night". FUZZY, CRAB, JR. CORN POPO, CORN POPO, BEAN NANA, CORN YIY, BEAN NA, and CORN PO are standing backstage.

FUZZY: Okay, when I go out there, you just need to stay back here and stay quiet until I call you out. Okay?

Everyone nods. FUZZY walks out, waves to the crowd, and waits for the cheering to die down.

Hey, guys, welcome back to Fuzzy the Stand-Up Comedian, the show where you watch Fuzzy the Stand-Up Comedian (me) doing comedy things, on accident. Today, I would like to welcome back someone from yesterday. And guess what? He has black eyes!

CRAB comes onstage.

CRAB: Hello! I've got black eyes! See, black eyes!

Backstage is shown again, where all the others are waiting for FUZZY to call them out.

CORN POPO: So, why is your name Jr. Corn Popo?

JR. CORN POPO: Because I'm your biggest fan!

CORN POPO: Yeah, but... that would make it seem like... like I'm your daddy or something.

JR. CORN POPO: My daddy?

CORN POPO: Uh... yeah?

JR. CORN POPO: My daddy??

CORN POPO starts backing up slowly.

CORN POPO: Not actually...

JR. CORN POPO jumps on top of him and knocks him over.

JR. CORN POPO: DADDY!!!!!

The shout is heard from onstage. FUZZY and CRAB look in that direction.

FUZZY: Hey! I said be quiet!

JR. CORN POPO walks out, dragging CORN POPO behind her. FUZZY groans in frustration.

JR. CORN POPO: I found my daddy!

CORN POPO breaks free of her grasp.

CORN POPO: I am not your daddy!!!

JR. CORN POPO: Yes you are!

CORN POPO: No I'm not!!!

JR. CORN POPO: But we're both ducks and I'm Jr. Corn Popo, so you must be my daddy!

CORN POPO: Jr. Corn Popo's not your real name, you just call yourself that because you're my "biggest fan"!

CRAB: I'm pretty sure you are her daddy.

CORN POPO: How do you know?

CRAB: My black eyes tell me everything!

CORN POPO groans and looks towards backstage.

CORN POPO: I could use some help here! Uh oh!

He ducks :). BEAN NANA zooms over his head and knocks CRAB and JR. CORN POPO to the other side of the stage.

BEAN NANA: heeHEE!!

CORN POPO: Not that kind of help!

BEAN NANA heeHEEs him.

Owie!

BEAN NANA: heeHEE!!

FUZZY: Hey, I said not to do that!

BEAN NANA heeHEEs him.

Ow!

BEAN NANA: heeHEE!!

CORN POPO: Seriously, stop it.

BEAN NANA: Okay!

JR. CORN POPO: Crab? Get up!

CRAB: No, my black eyes hurt.

BEAN NANA: I didn't even hit you in the face!

CRAB: Well, my black eyes still hurt.

FUZZY: Crab, what will make you get up?

CORN YIY and BEAN NA come onstage.

CORN YIY: How bout some--

BEAN NA: PIZZA!!!

CRAB suddenly jumps up and runs to the opposite side of the stage.

CRAB: AHH! NO! I'M ALLERGIC!

FUZZY: Allergic to pizza?

CRAB: It makes my black eyes less black!

CORN POPO: What about pie??

CRAB: What about pie?

CORN POPO: Can you eat that? Because I want some.

BEAN NANA heeHEEs him.

Owie!

BEAN NANA: heeHEE!!

FUZZY: Hey, I said stop!

BEAN NANA heeHEEs him.

OW!!

Bean Nana: heeHEE!!

FUZZY: Rrrrrrrgh...

He runs up to BEAN NANA and starts trying to heeHEE her.

HEEHEE! HEE! HEE! HEE! HEH! HOOH! HAH!

CORN POPO: Hey! Stop it! MAAAAAAAAH!!!!!

He lands on FUZZY. FUZZY gets mad at him and starts trying to tackle him. JR. CORN POPO gets between them.

JR. CORN POPO: Hey! Don't hurt my daddy! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She throws FUZZY into the audience.

WOOGA WOOGA!! WOOOOOOOG!!!!

CORN POPO: Oh my.

JR. CORN POPO: Whew! What just came over me?

CORN POPO: Something... scary.

JR. CORN POPO: Did I kill him?

FUZZY climbs up onto the stage, slowly and woozily.

FUZZY: No... I'm still alive... surprisingly...

CRAB: We're almost all evenly matched! Except for you, Fuzzy.

JR. CORN POPO: What about you, Crab?

CRAB: I've got my black eyes. See, black eyes.

FUZZY: There's only one way to settle this match! Rock, Paper, Scissors!!

BEAN NANA: Uh... that might be a bit of a problem considering none of us have fingers...

FUZZY: So? We can just use rocks. See? Rock, paper, scissors, shoot. It's a rock. Rock, paper, scissors, shoot. It's a rock!

CORN YIY: And we can use--

BEAN NA: PIZZA!!

JR. CORN POPO: Corn Popo and me do paper, so we always beat you! See? Rock paper scissors shoot! It's paper, I beat you. Rock paper scissors shoot! It's paper, I beat you.

The camera zooms out to show YIY and NA in the secret base watching the show on TV. The machine starts beeping again.

YIY: What now??

They look at the machine, which shows the giant dot with the cloud around it moving towards Oddland.

NA: Ohhh... boy.

FUZZY and company are shown again.

FUZZY: Well, since we really can't solve this, I guess I'll just move on to... the Hot Seat!

RANDOM STRANGER pushes the Hot Seat onto the stage again, and FUZZY walks over to it. Before he can sit down, however, CORN PO runs onstage.

CORN PO: HEY!!!

FUZZY: Oh, there you are.

CORN PO: Why did you never call me in like you said you were going to?!?

FUZZY: Wait, I'm not on the Hot Seat yet, you can't ask me questions.

CORN PO: Wha--!!

FUZZY: Which reminds me, because of what happened yesterday--

He looks angrily at JR. CORN POPO.

--today I am only going to take questions from my show's guests, not from the audience.

He sits on the Hot Seat.

Now, what was your question?
CORN PO is thoroughly annoyed.

CORN PO: You heard it.

FUZZY: Yes, but I wasn't on the Hot Seat yet, so it didn't count.

CORN PO repeats his question through clenched teeth.

CORN PO: Why didn't you call me in like you said you would?

FUZZY: Well, I thought that since everyone was just coming in randomly, that you would just do the same thing.

CORN PO: I WAS THE ONLY ONE DOING WHAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO DO!! I WAS DOING EVERYTHING YOU SAID, JUST LIKE THEY TOLD ME TO!!

FUZZY: Who?

CORN POPO: What do you mean?

CORN PO: Rrrg... nothing!

He walks backstage, muttering under his breath.

FUZZY: Next question?

CORN POPO: Do you have any pie??

FUZZY: Uh... it's digested.

CORN POPO: Aw, man.

CORN YIY: Do you have any--

BEAN NA: PIZZA!!!!

FUZZY: Um... also digested.

BEAN NANA: What do you have?

CRAB: I know something else you don't have.

FUZZY: DON'T SAY--

CRAB: Black eyes.

FUZZY: Crab! Why does everything have to be about--

RANDOM STRANGER comes on stage and whispers something in FUZZY's ear.

What? Uh... okay...

He gets up from the Hot Seat.

Bye, gotta go everybody!

He walks backstage. Everyone else just stands there looking confusedly at each other. FUZZY calls out from backstage.

Corn Popo, it's for you!

CORN POPO: What? Oh, uh, okay!

He goes backstage.

CRAB: Uh... well, I guess that concludes tonight's show. Bye.

He leaves, and everyone else follows.