Tralalero Tralala wakes up in a creepy underground bunker, chained up and completely disoriented.

Tralalero Tralala: What the-? Where am I? Tralalero tries to run, but his leg is chained up and has a shock collar on. He tries to break free, but no avail. Get me out of here!

Just then, a monitor turns on and it plays a video with three girls named Jenna, Caitlyn, and Monica.

Jenna: Hi, my name is Jenna. And I am Tralalero Tralala's biggest fan! Why am I his fan? That's because he's my hero. The monitor plays a clip of Jenna's Trippi Troppi stuck in a tree as Tralalero comes and helps Trippi Troppi down.

Caitlyn: to Jenna Okay, so Tralalero Tralala may be your hero. But he's my hero even more. The monitor plays another clip of which Caitlyn is drowning in the ocean at night as Tralalero saves her and brings her back to shore.

Monica: Mine's not really that deep. I just love his cute little sneakers. A shark in sneakers. Who would think of that? But, there's one problem. Tralalero has...gulps. A girlfriend. Another clip plays on the monitor with Tralalero with his girlfriend, a pink shark with three legs just like him wearing yellow heels and a yellow bow named Lala. Then, as they were in the sea together, Jenna pours a can of poison into the sea, which made Tralalero and Lala freeze, faint and float to the surface of the water. Then Caitlyn swims out on her rubber ring to get Tralalero as Lala sinks to the bottom. The three fangirls then bring him back to their bunker and takes pictures with him while he was out.

Tralalero Tralala: binks in confusion Wha- How- How did! Wh- Duh-? What did I just watch?!

Suddenly, The three fangirls come in.

Jenna: gasps OMG, he's awake!

Monica: Welcome home.

Caitlyn: Don't you love it?

Jenna: We're finally all together.

Tralalero Tralala: You girls. You kidnapped me?!

Jenna: Noooo, what? No. We're just... borrowing you.

Monica: Yeah. Borrowing with no intention of giving you back.

Tralalero Tralala: That's kidnapping! And what did you do with Lala?!?

Caitlyn: walks towards Tralalero. Don't be mad, Tralalero. This is your new home now. We made it just for you. Look. The lights turn on, revealing a big, rickety shark tank, a pile of old, smelly sneakers, and a bucket of chum. The girls then circle around Tralalero as he keeps trying to break free.

Jenna: We did our research. And soon, we'll decorate it with pictures of us. All over the walls!

Monica: There's no point in trying to escape. You'll learn to love us. Eventually.

What will you do? You decide here.