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Channel 178,334,753 - The Omnitoons Channel - Ghi-Dora-h the Explorer (episode 1): It's a Prime Thing  

“Woah! Where am I!?” Ghi-Dora-h cries as she falls to her knees beside a pretty little fountain, in the centre of a big, white land.

“And why am I so small? The last thing I remember, I was pounding civilisations into dust and callously cutting short billions of lives... how did I go from that to being a seven-year-old Mexican girl?” Ghi-Dora-h shakes her heads and sighs, climbing back to her feet.

*Cue laugh track.*

“If only I had someone to help me understand this strange place... oh! I know! I just had this crazy dream about an albino boy who gave me a magic ball and told me I could use it to make anything I wanted! Let's try that now! I should make a friendly companion to help me out!”

Ghi-Dora-h holds out her hands in front of her and a big, brightly coloured bubble appears, along with a clock in the bottom of the screen. The minute hand moves quickly, as though to indicate that the summoning has taken several minutes, even though actually only a few seconds have passed. When it stops moving, the bubble bursts and the clock vanishes a moment later. Where the bubble had been now stands a blue monkey in red boots.

“Wow, it's an animal! But what kind of animal is that? Do you know?” Ghi-Dora-h stares silently into the camera for a few seconds.

“Gracias!” she then suddenly says, as though having gotten a response from a viewer, “This animal is called a 'monkey'!”

“Do you have a name, little monkey?” she then asks, looking at her new friend.

“Yes, I do!” he responds cheerfully, “My name is Boots, because I have these big, red boots!”

“That's great! It's nice to meet you, Boots! My name is Ghi-Dora-h!” Ghi-Dora-h says, and the two shake hands, “Will you help me to find out more about this strange place?”

“Of course I will, Ghi-Dora-h!” Boots replies, “But I don't know any more than you, so whatever should we do?”

“Hmm...” Ghi-Dora-h seems lost in thought for a moment, “I know! Why don't we ask someone! There is bound to be a friendly face around here somewhere, and the sooner we find out what is going on, the sooner I can return to my true form and brutally rend the flesh from the bones of every living thing on this accursed world!”

*Cue laugh track.*

“You are right Ghi-Dora-h, that is a brilliant idea!” says Boots cheerfully, not clarifying whether he means asking for help or conducting genocide.

The two walk along the screen for a few seconds, before encountering an adult in black and white armour. The helmet he wears is mostly white, but has a curved black line on it, as well as two black lenses over the eyes, which make it look like a smiley face.

“Hello there little girl,” the figure greets Ghi-Dora-h, “I am a friendly stormtrooper, and I am happy to help any new Primes.”

“Wow, that was fast, wasn't it, Boots!?” Ghi-Dora-h exclaims.

“Yes, it was, Ghi-Dora-h!” Boots agrees.

“But what is a Prime, Mr Stormtrooper?” Ghi-Dora-h asks.

“A Prime is someone very lucky!” the stormtrooper responds enthusiastically, “They are chosen by Omni himself, and get special Powers as a reward. There are some side effects, though, like losing most of the power they had before coming here, but that isn't so bad! Being able to come back from the dead surely makes up for it, after all!”

“What!?” Ghi-Dora-h growls angrily, lightning crackling in her three, dragon-like heads, “How can you say that it is not so bad!? I was-”

She pauses suddenly, “Wait. Did you say 'come back from the dead'?”

Once again, Ghi-Dora-h turns to face the camera, “Did I hear Mr Stormtrooper right? I thought he said 'come back from the dead'! Did you hear that too?”

She waits for a few moments to pass.

“Gracias! I knew that was what he had said!”

“Yes, it is true,” the stormtrooper tells her once more, nodding his head to reinforce the point, “Omni brings all Primes back to life one week after they die. Would you like a demonstration?”

“Yes, I would!” Ghi-Dora-h responds enthusiastically. In response, the stormtrooper takes out a blaster rifle seemingly from nowhere and shoots her in the chest. Ghi-Dora-h's corpse collapses unceremoniously, her blank, lifeless eyes staring ahead emptily as blood soaks her t-shirt and pools on the ground beneath her.

“Oh no! What have you done!?” Boots cries in horror as he stares at the little girl's cadaver.

“Do not worry, Boots,” the stormtrooper says, as cheerfully as ever, “We just need to wait one week and Ghi-Dora-h will return to life at the fountain.”

“But I don't know how long a week is!” Boots replies in a panic.

“Oh no, this is bad.” the stormtrooper says sadly, shaking his head whilst the smile on his helmet turns upside down, “We must find out, or else we will not know how long to wait. Do you know how many days are in one week?”

Both the stormtrooper and Boots turn to look expectantly at the viewer and wait a few seconds.

“Well done.” the stormtrooper replies, smiling once more, at the same moment that Boots leaps up into the air and screams 'Gracias!', as if to confirm that he is also capable of speaking Spanish, “We now know that there are seven days in a week, so let's wait here for seven days, until Ghi-Dora-h comes back to life.”

The stormtrooper holds up a calendar which he has just pulled out of thin air. The calendar expands to fill the entire screen. Some of the days have large, red crosses through them, making it appear that the month is already part-way through.

“Now let's all count to seven together!” Boots' voice says happily, and then his and the stormtrooper's voices both do just that, with an additional cross being drawn through a day with each number. After 'seven', they finally stop and the view zooms out to show the stormtrooper holding the calendar, standing with Boots right beside the fountain, with Ghi-Dora-h's body nowhere in sight.

Just as the stormtrooper tucks away the calendar behind his back, a colourful bubble appears and then pops, revealing Ghi-Dora-h, as good as new.

“Wow, Mr Stormtrooper, that was amazing!” she exclaims, “Is there more you can teach us?”

“Of course!” all three turn to face the viewer before the stormtrooper continues, “Join us next time, kids, when Boots helps us demonstrate the permanency of death for non-Primes and other key differences between the Übermensch and mere Secondaries!”

They all wave cheerfully at the camera for a few seconds, before the picture vanishes and the credits roll, as a cheerful little song plays.

Ghi-Dora-h! Boots!
Come on, Dora!
Ghi-ghi-ghi-ghi-Dora-h!
Ghi-ghi-ghi-ghi-Dora-h!
Ghi-ghi-ghi-ghi-Dora-h!
Ghi-ghi-ghi-ghi-Dora-h, let's go!

Ghi-Dora, Dora, Dora-h the explorer!
(Dora)
Who's that super cool exploradora, Dora!
Need your help!

Grab your backpack, let's go!
Jump in, vamonos!
You can lead the way!
Hey! Hey!
Ghi-ghi-Dora-h!
Ghi-ghi-Dora-h!
Ghi-ghi-Dora-h!
Ghi-ghi-Dora-h!

Stormy no shooting!
Stormy no shooting!
(Oh man)

Ghi-Dora-h the explorer!
Ghi-Dora-h! Boots!
Come on, Dora!
Ghi-ghi-ghi-ghi-Dora-h!
Ghi-ghi-ghi-ghi-Dora-h!
Ghi-ghi-ghi-ghi-Dora-h!
Ghi-ghi-ghi-ghi-Dora-h, let's go!

Ghi-Dora, Dora, Dora-h the explorer!
Ghi-Dora-h!