A very old Pops is watching a collage of TV shows with a worn out (Y/n). "Bad show." He slumps face-first on the desk that has sushi, causing it to fall to the ground.

~Earlier~

Pops and the park groundskeepers are standing together wearing shirts that spell out 'Huzzah!' "Alright, Pops. Why are we wearing these goofy shirts?" Rigby asked. "Yeah, what're these for, Pops?" (Y/n) asked. "Because I got us all tickets to go to a live taping of 'Win That Prize'!" Pops said. "Wait. Isn't that that game show where a bunch of old people guess the prize for a bunch of worthless junk?" Rigby asked.

"Yes!" Pops said. "I don't know, Pops. We've been on a few game shows, and they're not as much fun as you think." Mordecai said. "But you can win wonderful prizes." Pops said. "Yeah, prizes that you have to report on your taxes." Muscle Man said, and everyone but Pops mumbles in agreement. "Well, if you've all been on game shows, then I guess it's my turn." Pops laughs and runs off in the distance. He bumps into a tree and then picks himself up again. (Y/n) sighs. "I'll go with him." She said,

as she begins to walk away, but Rigby quickly pulls her right arm and pulls her back. "What? (Y/n) you don't need to do that, Pops is a grown man, he can take care of himself." Rigby said. "After that?" (Y/n) points to the tree where Pops had accidentally crashed into. "He does those sorts of things all the time, it's fine." Rigby said. "Besides, we could really use your help today, you ARE our mentor, you know." Rigby said, and (Y/n) sighs. "I know, but it'll just be for today. How long can it take just to win a prize on some game show?" (Y/n) asked, and Rigby sighs. "Okay, as long as you promise me two things." (Y/n) looks at him curiously, and Rigby lifts his paw to count with his fingers. "Don't get hurt, and don't get into trouble." "Deal." (Y/n) quickly then runs after Pops. "Pops, wait up!"

Later Pops is running and laughing towards YZB Studios. He walks up to a Security Post where a Security Officer is standing, and (Y/n) is huffing to catch her breath as she runs after it. "Pops, slow down! You're going to bust my lungs if you keep running this fast!" She shouted, catching up to him then tries to catch her breath. Pops stops, and turns to the chipmunk. "Oh, sorry." He said. "It's fine, just... no more running." She said.

"Good morning. We're here for Win That Prize." Pops said. "You're early. Taping doesn't start till five o'clock." A security guard said. "You know what they say - "The early bird gets the matching dinetza". Pops said, and (Y/n) snickers. "It's true, they do say that. I guess you could wait out the sound station till five. Okay, head towards the water tower and head towards "Carter and Briggs Lane". NOT "Carter and Briggs Way." Stay on that, take it to the statue of RGB2 you got that? The guard asked.

"We got it." (Y/n) said. "Great. Next, you wanna hang a little and head left, right, right, then left again and just around the corner is Stage Nine, where they film "Win That Prize." The guard said. Pops shares a confused glance with (Y/n). "Okay." They wallk away while the security guard grabs a map. "Or you could just use this map. Huh?" He looks around to find Pops and (Y/n).

"Ah well." Pops and (Y/n) walk up to the water tower. "Go up to the water tower..." Pops looks over to his right to see a woman moving clothes on a rack and a golf cart with two people in it. "And then..." he turns to his left to see a lion prop roaring, frightening Pops by making him fall into the clothes rack. "Pops!" (Y/n) quickly helps him up. "You okay?" She asked. The same girl at the clothes rack walks up to the duo who are holding a rake. "You're late for your call time." She said.

The woman pushes Pops and (Y/n) into a studio, where they land into a room live taping a TV show with two people on stage speaking Spanish. The girl on tape catches Pops and (Y/n) before they can fall off. The crowd is in shock to see this. Confused, the man on tape questions the girl in Spanish, making the audience laugh. Horrified, Pops grabs (Y/n)'s right arm and runs out of the studio. "Oh, my!" Pops said. He and (Y/n) walk around. "Now what did the guard say again?" (Y/n) asked. Pops opens another studio door. "Roger, Roger, Roger, Roger, Roger!" The duo sees a man being surrounded by three people dressed as pineapples, looking uncomfortable. "Nope." (Y/n) said, and she closes the door. "I would offer you dessert, but it looks like you're watching your figure!" RGB2 said to a whiteboard,

then a laugh track plays as he smirks. Pops then opens the door and the two turn towards it. "(Y/n)?" RGB2 asked. "Oh, hey RGB2. See ya." She then closes the door, and the duo shrug at each other in confusion. "Where's the girl, you clown?" Briggs demanded.  "I think she's back at the birthday party." The clown said, with his arms spread out for defense. "The party where you made this?" Carter asked as he holds out an animal balloon. "What's this supposed to be, anyway?"

Carter asked. Pops and (Y/n) walk past the window. "I told you! I don't know! Is that a crime?" The clown asked. "Is that a crime?" Briggs asked mockingly. (Y/n) got excited. "Ooh, Carter and Briggs!" She said, and Pops grabs her left arm and quickly pulls her away, then lets go once they get out of the building. Pops' stomach suddenly growls. "Oh, I'm famished." (Y/n) then hears her stomach growl. "I am too." She said. She suddenly catches a delicious sent.

"I know what that smell is!" She and Pops follow the smell. "No, no, no. You call this bacon?" The judge asked. "I call it "canceled." Put it on the chopping block." A woman watching said, and the two who made it began to cry. "Oh, now you're gonna cry?" The judge asked. Pops and (Y/n) suddenly pop up. "Bacon!" (Y/n) said happily. She and Pops then eat the bacon rather quickly. "Mmm, mmm. Jolly good show." Pops said. "You can say that again." (Y/n) agreed. "Hold the phone. You two!" The redhead said. "Us?" Pops asked her. "You just said this was a good show. What do you like about it?" The redhead asked.

"Um, the bacon?" (Y/n) asked, using a tone as if it were obvious. "It's warm and crispy. Whoever made it did a great job." (Y/n) said, and the two who did smiled. "And it tastes yummy in my tummy." Pops added, and (Y/n) laughs. "That too." The redhead laughs too. "I like your positivity. Ernie, I want nothing but tight shots of bacon. Everybody else, you're fired!" She shouted as she grabs a megaphone. She then approaches the duo and extends her hand for a shake. "Amy Blitz Powers, Director of Development here at the YZB." She said. Pops shakes her hand. "I'm Pops, and this is my friend (Y/n)." Pops said, gesturing to the chipmunk. "Can you take us to Win That Prize?" Pops asked. "Win that what?" Amy asked as she put an arm around Pops and leads him and (Y/n) somewhere.

"So, Pops, (Y/n), if you want the job, you've got it." Amy said as the trio was now in her office. "Job?!" Pops and (Y/n) asked in surprise. "But I just wanted to-" Pops began, but Amy answers a call. "Hold that thought. "Ms. Blitz Powers, your 11:00. Send him in." The guy rushes into the room. "Amy, it's a disaster. The Happy Fun Time Pals toys aren't selling!" The man said, then holds up the doll in his hands.

"Huh. Pops, (Y/n), what do you think?" Amy asked. "Uh... well, If the show's called Happy Fun Time Pals, shouldn't the toys be happy?" (Y/n) asked, once again using a tone like it was obvious. "It's just so crazy, it might work!" He said. "Yes!" Amy shouted, and (Y/n) flinches from her enthusiasm. "Amy, S&P." Another caller said. "Bring 'em on!" She shouted, and he came in. "Amy. We can't run Man Puncher. The man, the punching.

It's too imitatable! The show needs a new name and premise, and we need it now!" The man shouted. "Could you make it about hugs?" Pops asked. "So that he crushes people to death." Amy said. "Man Crusher!" Amy and the man said. "But that's not what-" Pops began. Amy quickly ate a bowl of shsuhii.  "Next!" Amy shouted, ignoring him. A man wearing a zombie costume barges in screaming, and Pops shrieks along with (Y/n). "What is this face too much?" He asked, then pulls off his mask.

"Oh, nice zombie." Pops said. "Yeah, that was cool." (Y/n) said. Amy quickly waves her hands at the man. "What?" Pops asked. "Pops, (Y/n), Scabby Grossman, and master makeup artist. He's on Zombie Walkers." Amy said, and (Y/n)'s eyes widened. "Wow, really? That's awesome!" She said. "So you're a fan, huh?" The artist asked, and (Y/n) chuckles. "Of course. Those movies are awesome." She said.

"I can make anybody look like anybody." The artist said. "Okay, this has all been very nice, but we must be getting to Win That Prize now." Pops said. "Win That Prize over on stage 9? That's where I'm going later." The artist said. "You are? Take us with you!" Pops said, grabbing his shoulders. Suddenly the man from before walks in. "Amy! Smiling doll numbers are up, up, up!" He shouted.

"Will and Bill love Man Crusher. They want eight seasons, and they want it now!" The other man from earlier said as he ran back in. "Will and Bill? Pops, (Y/n),  you're my lucky charms!" She then kisses Pops, then (Y/n). "You're not going anywhere." "Bleh!" (Y/n) quickly wipes her face. "If Rigby was here, you'd be so dead, women." She said angrily, and Pops shivers. Pops and (Y/n) end up showing on multiple news articles, later the duo are sitting at a desk, with a man standing bedside them. Another man in front of them

as he gives them an idea. Pops pins it down as good show, as (Y/n) had created a chart to organize good and bad ideas, and puts a check next to "who's your doggie?" More people come in to audition, including a man in a dinosaur costume, a buff man with long brown hair, a group of three elves, and two women, with one slapping the other. Pops and (Y/n) ended up covering the whole list. More and more people came into the room for their interviews. Even the artist from before was showing them two different zombie masks, a white and a green one. Pops and (Y/n) frown at each other, before (Y/n) points to the green one, before passing out along with Pops. Two men kept putting their hands on Pops' shoulder.

A man then shows Pops and (Y/n) a chart for time and ratings. (Y/n) watches as Pops uses a remote to show them his message on screen that said "can we go on Win That Prize now? We're very sad." With a frowny face at the bottom. The room clap and cheer much to (Y/n)'s surprise and thought he was pitching an idea for a movie about an old man. Pops and (Y/n) face palm. As Pops and (Y/n) try to escape, they follow an arrow that says "Win That Prize,"

but Lamprey runs over and knocks them down. Some time later, Pops and (Y/n) are back in their office. "Can we please go on Win That Prize now?" Pops asked. "Well, your schedule is really full. Oh, wait. It looks like we might be able to—" Lamprey then laughs. "Just kidding." And (Y/n) growls as Pops whimpers. Suddenly the doors burst open and a woman enters. "Memo from the president, and he wants to see you two." And Lamprey faints dramatically and (Y/n)'s eyes widened. "The what?!" She asked.

"Maybe he can get us on Win That Prize." Pops said. The duo enter a room to see an old man sitting in a chair, in a room full of screens. "Whoa..." (Y/n) said. "Pops, (Y/n). My seconds-in-command." The two sit down in chairs in front of him. "Tell me." He leans forward, causing Pops and (Y/n) to back away. "How long have you been with the company?" The man asked. "Um... Today's our first day?"

(Y/n) said, but it sounded more like a question. "I remember my first day like it was yesterday. In fact, that's when it was. Yesterday." The president said. "Wha--? Eh..." Pops said, as he and (Y/n) glance at each other. "I was on the studio tour, and then they gave me a job." The man said, as he shows the duo a photo. "I keep getting promoted." He said. "That's so weird, same thing happened to us too." (Y/n) said. "But how are you so old?" Skips asked. "Well, working in TV takes a lot out of you.

121 shows in development, 203 channels. I got to watch them all." The president said as he views the screens. "But wait, I've been here for as long as you Pops, and I'm not any older, I'm still 25." (Y/n) said. "Well maybe, it's possible... you just don't age?" Pops asked, and her eyes widened. "Don't age?" She thought about it for a moment, then quickly shook her head. "But that would mean I'm immortal, Pops, I'm not. Skips is the immortal one in the family." (Y/n) said.

"Hmm..." the president studies her. "Well you do have powers, right? Perhaps... immortality is one of them?" Pops asked. "Pops, I'd know whether or not I'm immortal, trust me, Rigby and I went over the list of what I have, and immortality wasn't one of them." (Y/n) said. "Power, you say?" The president asked. "Um... yes." (Y/n) said awkwardly. "I discovered not that long ago that I'm quite different from everyone else, I'm not even from this dimension." (Y/n) frowns slightly.

"Well, I thought I could sense something off about you." The president said. "Sir, Pops and I are trapped here." (Y/n) said, wanting to change the subject. "All we want is to be on Win That Prize." Pops said. "I found a way out." The president said, and (Y/n)'s eyes widened. "You have?" She asked. "Shh." He leans closer. "Congrats. You're getting another promotion."

The man then collapses in Pops' arms. "No!" Pops and (Y/n) shouted. Later Pops and (Y/n) are staring at the many TV screens. "Bad show. Bad show..." (Y/n) was half asleep on Pops' lap. "Win That Prize!" She wakes up from that name. "Wha-" she and Pops look at the screen. "We'll be back in a moment with an all-new episode." Pops and (Y/n) look at each other. Pops then reaches for the phone on the desk. "Help us..."

Then he and (Y/n) collapse on the floor desk. Later, a voice calls them. "Pops, (Y/n), Vice President Lamprey's here to see you." She said. Suddenly the door opens. "Pops, (Y/n), we hav-" Lamprey enters the room and his eyes widened. "Pops? (Y/n)?" He asked in panic.  Lamprey and two other executives look concerned as two paramedics are trying to revive Pops and (Y/n). "One alligator, two alli-- Huh? Wait a minute. This body is definitely fake!" One of the paramedics shouted. "Yeah, and so is this one!" The other shouted. "But what kind of makeup and prosthetics master could have made these?" Lamprey asked angrily. "Win! That! Prize!" Lamprey turns his attention toward the screen. "Grossman. This has his name written all over it." The two "bodies" are then lifted to see his name behind them.

Lamprey and his security then confront him. "Scabby! We know you helped Pops and (Y/n) escape!" He shouted. "What are you talking about? We found the dummies!" He replied. "Oh, right." Lamprey said. "Yeah, Mr. Pops and his friend asked me to make it for them. I asked him "What's this for?" "For a museum," (Y/n) says. After I was done with that, it was time for me to go on Win That Prize. I dressed up like a wombat to get Lenny Prize's attention. You ever been on that show? It's a blast. Then I won this gallon of milk." He said. "They used those dummies to escape! You're fired! Eject him from the premises." Lamprey said. "Huh? So long!" He shouted as he was dragged out. "Spread out. The YZB needs Pops and (Y/n)!  I want this whole place searched. Leave no stone unturned." Lamprey shouted.

His security began searching, they searched through trash, one pushes a little boy over and looks in his backpack, another flips over a golf cart with people in it and they scream as it falls over. Scabby then approaches Lamprey. "Hey, guy. Who you looking for?" He asked. Lamprey glares at him. "What are you doing here? We fired you!" Lamprey shouted. "What? Ugh, that's all I need! First, Mr. Pops asked me to make a dummy of himself and (Y/n), then he asked me to make him to look like me! "It's for a costume party," (Y/n) says. I didn't even have time to go on Win That Prize." A sudden realization hit Lamprey and he grabs Scabby. "What did you say?" He demanded. "I said I didn't get to go on Win That Prize. You okay?" Scabby asked. Lamprey then gets flashbacks. "We found the dummies!" "For a museum (Y/n) says"

"I dressed up like a wombat." "So long!" "No." Once Pops has been shoved out, he smirks and takes off his disguise, and (Y/n) suddenly appears beside him, also smirking. "I may not have immortality, but invisibility is definitely something I do have." (Y/n) said mischievously, and Pops smirks. 'Okay, this has all been very nice, but we must be getting to Win That Prize now.' "After I was done with that, it was time for me to go on Win That Prize. You ever been on that show? It's a blast." The duo then race to a taxi. "Pops! (Y/n)!" Lamprey shouted, as he lands on his knees. Pops drinks from the milk carton. "Jolly good show." Pops said. "Jolly good show, indeed..." (Y/n) said sinisterly.