Custom Worker: Xolo your hotdog is ready!
Xolo: Oh goodie!
Custom Worker: Xolo!
Custom Worker: would you like to taste your hotdog?
Xolo: Yup! Oh look! It's cheesy!
(Xolo takes a bite)
Custom Worker: What?
Xolo: IT'S CHESSY HEAVEN!
Custom Worker: FINALLY SOMEONE APPRECIATES MY TRAP DOG!
Xolo: Trap Dog?
Custom Worker: Trap Dog?
Roy: Trap Dog is finally out! It'a rockin awesome!
Xolo: Oh well gotta goooooooooooooooooooo
(Xolo trips and Xandra catches him)
Xolo: XANDRA!!!!!!!! I'M TELLING IVY!
Xandra: NO I'M TELLING IVY FIRST!
(Xolo Stomach Growls Unhapply)
Xolo: Oh No (Covers Mouth)
Custom Worker: Haha
(The Custom Worker Is Revealed To Be Ninjoy)
Ninjoy: (Laughs Eviley)
(Xolo Wakes Up And Finds His Vomit On His Side Of The Bed)
Xolo: Must Of Got Sick On The Side Of The Bed
(Xandra Wakes Up)
Xandra: Xolo Whats Wrong? (sees vomit) YICK YELLOW VOMIT WHAT DID YOU HAVE TODAY THAT WAS YELLOW?
Xolo: Cheese, Bananas, And Lemons
Xandra: Ugh sick! Go back to sleep before I tell Ivy to take you to Dr. Clair!
Xolo: Ok ok!
Xandra: Wait! Wash your blankets! I dont wanna sleep with vomit!
Xolo: Fine whatever!
Xandra: WAIT! AND BRUSH YOUR TEETH!
(Ivy's listening to Wide Awake while sleeping)
Ivy: I'M WIDE AWAKE!!!!!! Ugh! Xolo again!
Xolo: Ivy! I need to go to Dr. Clair! Please clean up my vomit too!
Ivy: Ugh! I'm falling from cloud nine!!!
Xandra: IVY! Stop singing Wide Awake!
Ivy: Sheezzzz! It's true anyways!
(Vicky opens the bedroom window)
Ivy: VICKY! Xolo! Vomit! Dr. Clair!
Vicky: Ok.... Xolo come with me, I bought medicine in Starlight and knew you'll need it!
Xolo: Ok Mrs Milter
Xandra: OH BROTHER!!!
Xolo: Xandra!! (Xolo Starts Crying)
Ivy: You Made Him Cry Xandra You Make Him Better
(Xandra Wipes Xolo's Tears And Hugs Him Then Vicky Came To The Window With Xolo's Medicine)
Vicky: Here's Xolo's Medicine Ivy
(Vicky Gives Ivy Xolo's Medicine)
(Xolo Runs and Sees a table Full with Cheese and a Text Reads SURRENDER TO LOTS OF CHEESE)
(Starts a talking with Hank)
Hank: You had a bad dream, Xolo, won't you?
Xolo: But I had!
Hank: Xolo, from what?
Xolo: A custom worker gave me a cheesy hot dog that was raw, and she said me to taste the hotdog!
Hank: Okay, but you have surrender for lots of cheese!
Xolo: You said true! (places table away)
Xolo: You not won in PNC 2013!
Xolo: Could I be a closer no longer!
Hank: Yeah. And please!
Xolo: bye, I must go
Hank: see you