Good Bye, Good Riddance? |Henry Danger|

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Tess

"Oh Goomer--will you stop being so obessed with your silly baked potato?" Ok, it worked. Frankini's voice is coming out of Uncle Ray's body. That's odd though. 

"AHHHHH!!!"

"AH! Oh, good Garbo! I'm so large...and red and blue!"

"Ha! Did you guys see that? Did you hear Frankini's voice comin' outta my handsome face?!?" Uncle Ray still has his huge ego even when he's not even in his own body. 

"Oh please, my own face is way more handsome than this stupid one!" Ok, who has a bigger ego? Uncle Ray or Frankini. I say both. 

"Hey! You better treat my face some respect!"

"Ooo, and what if I don't? What if I just slap it?" Frankini starts to slap technically Uncle Ray's face. 

"Oh! Okay! Then maybe I'll just slap your stupid face like this!" Uncle Ray starts to also slap technically Frankini's face. 

"Oh it is on."

"Oh is it on?"

"Do not come for me."

"Oh! Okay! You like that?"

"Look over here."

"How 'about two at a time. Two at a time. No, stop that!"

"Whooooaaaaaaa." 

"This is soooo weeeeiiiird."

"And freaky."

"I could do this all day."

"He's ruining all the work I got done." How much work did you have done to your face?

Later

The slapping match has been over a few minutes now. We've put Frankini-Uncle Ray on a leash and tied up. He also has a potato in his mouth to keep him quiet. 

"Ha ha ha. Mmmmm."

"Okay, now that he's got a potato in his mouth and can't make any noise, I'm gonna call Go-Bro, and make him think I'm his old friend Frankini." 

"Wait--what if I decide to make noise durin' your phone call to Go-Bro? I could ruin everything by tellin' him that your stole Frankini's body and--" Uncle Ray-Frankini lasers Goomer. 

"Grrrr--Ha! I'm too big for just one!" Another blast and Goomer's down. 

"Okay. I'm callin' Go-Bro." Uncle Ray-kini calls Go-Bro. Schwoz, Hen, and I get out of the way of the camera. Uncle Ray-kini gets into position and answers. 

"Yo yo! Go go for Go-Bro!" Ok, he's more annoying than I thought he was before.

"Whoooaaa, no way! Frankiniiiiiiii!!! Dude, I thought you were still in prison!"  That's where you're going to be ending up at once we catch you.

"Oh...Right, I was...but I escaped. Y'know. Bruh." Uncle Ray is trying way, pretending to be Frankini. 

"Ah, wicked dude, that's wicked."

"Thanks. So uh, Go-Bro...I hear in your next video, you're gonna send that Grandma there on a downhill ride, goin' 95 miles an hour." Uncle Ray is slipping up a bit. 

"Shoosh yeah, bruh! Video's gonna rock, dude! Gonna score mad views!"

"Well guess what? I got a real neato idea that'll like, get your grandma video way millions more views. Like, waaay extra views." Even I think Frankini wouldn't talk like that or act like that. 

"Whoa-whoa, you're talkin' my lingo bro-bro! What's your idea, bruh?"

"Whooaa there doggie. I can't tell ya over the horn here. I gotta tell ya in person. Y'know, face-bro to face-bro, so..." I facepalm at my Uncle pretty much embarrassing himself and Frankini.