~Down a road we see a bus. It rattles, smokes, jettisons small parts, jerks and sounds like it could break down any minute. On the side, barely legible from the grafitti, are the words:
GAMEHIKER HIGH UNIVERSITY
*the camera pans to the roof of the bus, looking down. There the graffitti reads:
SpRiNg BrEaK sUmMeR vAcAtIoN!!!~
*camera pans into the bus. Here we see, sitting in the ratty and peeling seats...
Professor Luigi of the Pipes
...and Headmaster Mune
...and the bus driver, who appears to be Pee Wee Herman.
Gamehiker: Are we in Sunny Mexico yet? For crying out loud, we've been driving for hours.
*they pass a roadsign that nobody notices*
~Sunny Mexico ---------> 50000000 Miles
Lifeless Canada <----------- 5 Miles~
Oh yeah. And they're heading <---
Golem: Isn't it awesome that the school is sponsoring our spring break summer vacation?!
Saph: Oh, yeah, great, I get to spend the best holidays of the year with YOU GUYS.
Vorpal: I don't remember Palm Trees in Sunny Mexico.
Elzie: *peeks over Pee Wee's shoulder at his map* MANITOBA?! We're going in the WRONG DIRECTION!
Pee Wee: WHOOPS! Huh huh! *turns around*
~Later in Sunny, Mexico~
*everyone disboards the bus, their necks at awkward angles*
Guide: What's wrong guys?
Vorpal: Masamune had new carpeting put into the bus, and now our heads hit the ceiling. *cracks neck straight*
Masamune: *murmurs up to the front desk of Awesome Beachfront Hotel* Hi. We're from Gamehiker High University. All our first-class poolside ground-floor rooms have been reserved for us.
Front Desk Guy: Sorry... Er, um... There's no reservation for you.
Masamune: What do you mean?! I made it two weeks ago. I called earlier to make sure.
Front Desk Guy: Sorry... um...
*suddenly a long sleek black bus drives up outside, and out steps...*
DEAN DITTO. ~cue ominous music~
Ditto: Ah, Desk? The St. Ditto group has arrived. Heh heh heh. *is followed by several large, shadowy students*
Front Desk Guy: Ah yes. You made reservations this afternoon. All the ground-floor, first-class poolside rooms for your students.
Ditto: That's the man. *slips Desk Guy a hundred bucks*
Masamune: HEY! Those were OUR ROOMS!
Ditto: Oh, I am SO sorry old chum. Hard luck and all that. But hey, we shouldn't just let you have come all this way. I'm sure the Desk Guy can make accommodations for you.
~Five minutes later, the students of Gamehiker High University are dragging their suitcases up the third flight of rickety stairs to a row of rooms on the third floor, nowhere near the pool, rusted doorknobs, peeling paint and sun damage~
Tyler: Axesome! Our hotel rooms! *opens door, or more or less just pushes it down*
~Inside, the room is covered in stains, and tiny sand crabs crawl over a floor which is marked with two chalk outlines. The sound of gunshots are heard in the distance~
Masamune: *clenches fist* THIS IS WAAAR!
Kester: *pokes his head out of an adjacent door* THESE ARE THE BEST HOTEL ROOMS EVER! *caterpillar crawls out of his teeth*