In Disneyville's school, everyone was excited to be out of school for the summer. Little did they know, someone was planning to end summer vacation for good which was not good for anyone.

At the Disneyville Academy...

Nearly every student was outside on the playground as they were at their favorite time of the day: Recess.

"Last day of school sale, boys and girls!" Hustler Kid smirked to the other students. "Get your celebratory contraband right here! Shaving cream, T.P., goofy string, maps of the teachers' houses."

"I'll take one of the maps, Hustler Kid." Zack said.

The diggers were then digging up their hole together and were patching it.

"Hey, Diggers, let's party!" Lilo told them.

"Can't, we gotta finish all of our holes before the end of the day." Sam said.

"Won't be able to dig 'em up next year if we don't dig 'em down now." Dave added.

Lilo blinked, but shrugged and walked away. The Diggers patted their patch only for Stitch to pop out and he ran off to go find Lilo.

"Oops." Dave smiled nervously as Lilo glared at the Diggers for burying her pet alien.

Everyone then went to the jungle gym as King Bob was making an announcement.

"I, King Bob, in my last official act before entering a new school, hereby anoint this boy here King Freddie II," King Bob said as he removed his helmet and put it onto the boy beside him's head with a sticker on it with the letter F to replace his B. "May you boss around all of the kids with fairness."

"The king has graduated!" Eddie announced as he stood with Raven and Chelsea. "Long live the King!"

The safety guards were then playing 'Hail to the Chief' on their kazoos.

"Elbows up! Knees forward! You call that kazoo playing?!" Brad glared like a drill sergeant.

"Ah, a ceremony..." Ashley B wiped her eyes with a smile as she and the other Ashleys were gussied up for today.

"I'm like, moved, Ashley A." Ashley Q swooned.

"Say what you want about their personal lives, Ashley Q," Ashley A replied. "The royals have such style."

Two guys was carrying a pink box to the ice cream truck.

"Keep 'em comin', let's go!" Miss Finster barked orders.

"Miss Finster! Miss Finster!" Randall rushed to the woman. "The kids are practically mad with Last Day of School Fever!"

"Of course they are, Randall," Miss Finster replied. "They're animals living by pure instinct."

"I've got a list of infractions a mile long," Randall informed. "The Diggers hit a water main, The Kindergartners are feasting on paste-"

"Never mind, Randall." Miss Finster dismissed him.

"The Hustler Kid is sell-" Randall continued until he realized what she said. "Did you say 'never mind'?"

"That's right, Randall," Miss Finster smirked. "What I've here is bigger, much bigger. All this year I've been holding back on the ice cream, hiding it from all those little savages. Just look at it, Randall. I'm counting 100, maybe 200 cases of it."

"What are you going to do with all of that ice cream, Miss Finster?" Randall asked.

"Well, sell them back to the District of course," Miss Finster replied like it was obvious. "Think of all the chalk and erasers we can get!"

"But Miss Finster, I've got dirt on everybody!" Randall replied. "Well, everybody except Dettwieler and his pals... Come to think of it, I haven't seen those guys anywhere."

"Ah, forget them, Randall; there's nothing that TJ Dettwieler and his hooligan friends can do to stop me." Miss Finster said before she then walked away with Randall.

The truck soon closed the back once the ice cream was all sealed up, but once he walked away, a rope came out.

Spinelli was shown attached to the rope with a box of ice cream as she ate a fudge bar. "Well, that should do it," she smiled to Gus and Vince as she met them on the roof of the school. "There's enough for everyone."

"Good, it's party time." Vince smiled back.

Mikey drops the candy into the launcher and gives thumbs up to Vince as he was set to go.

"KIDS OF THE PLAYGROUND!" Vince yelled out as loud as he could from the rooftop.

Everyone suddenly stopped at what they were doing to look up to see him.

"I give you ice cream!" Vince announced.

"Pull!" Spinelli told Mikey.

Mikey pulled the lever and ice cream was in the air and everyone cheered. Gus put more ice cream in the hurl and Mikey pulled it again.

"I have seen the future and it's sweet." Raven chuckled to her friends.

"Rae, you always see the future." Chelsea replied, comically missing the point.

"Chels, it's... Oh, never mind..." Raven sighed to her best friend.

"Ice cream!" Sticky Webb beamed.

"Choco-Pops!" Oliver Oken added.

"Fudge Bars!" Trixie Carter smiled.

"Fudgesicle!" Ron Stoppable added.

"MY ICE CREAM!" Miss Finster roared once she came out to see what was going on.

The students collected the ice cream out of excitement.

"Stop it! Stop it, I say!" Miss Finster scolded. "You little monsters are in trouble now! Just wait 'til Principal Prickly finds out about this!"

'Attention, students, this is Principal Prickly speaking.' A certain voice announced on the PA.

"Well, that was fast." Miss Finster commented.

'Some of you may have noticed ice cream on the playground; I will not stand for this,' Prickly's voice said which made Miss Finster smile until she then heard the next words. 'This ice cream should be eaten immediately.'

"Huh?" Miss Finster asked which made the students cheer.

'And in addition, I want you to ignore Miss Finster no matter what she says about ice cream or anything else.' Prickly then added.

This made the students cheer again.

"This can't be happening..." Miss Finster groaned.

'Furthermore, I want to inform you all that I have a fat, saggy butt which I like to scratch every hour on the hour.' Prickly continued.

The students then laughed at that.

'Also, I want to apologize to all of you for being such a mean principal,' Prickly continued until we are shown the principal's office and it's revealed that TJ is behind the fake announcement with a voice disguiser. 'Taking away hall passes, giving guys recess detention, refusing to accept sick notes just 'cuz it doesn't look like a guy's mom's signature, making kids stand at the wall, for ten whole minutes, with no break! Man, I feel ashamed of myself for all the terrible, rotten things I've done. And next year, I promise to-'

Prickly was now standing over him with his arms folded.

"Why Principal Prickly, what a surprise." TJ smiled nervously.

Prickly soon brought TJ into his office to have a talk about what he had done. He then placed aspirin into his water due to the chaos giving him a headache. "Why do you do this to me, Dettweiler?" He asked the student he had in his office. "Do you hate me? Do you enjoy tormenting me?"

"On the contrary, sir," TJ replied innocently. "I have the utmost respect for you."

"Don't get smart with me, boy!" Prickly scolded. "All year long, you've been pushing me, testing me..."

"Testing you?" TJ replied. "I don't know what you mean, sir."

"Oh, really?" Prickly scoffed. "What about the time you convinced the FBI I was a Chinese Agent and got me arrested?" Prickly glared as he slammed his hands on his desk.

"I had to, sir, you were giving us kids a speech about personal hygiene," TJ replied innocently. "You had to be stopped!"

"Or how about the time you forged my signature to order a motorboat for the school?" Prickly then asked.

"It was for the Kindergartners, sir," TJ said. "Owning a boat was kinda like a dream of theirs."

"Oh, Dettweiler, I've had enough of your childish pranks!" Prickly snapped. "And this time, I'm really gonna throw the book at you!"

"With all due respect, sir, you better get through it, 'cuz you're pretty much out of time." TJ leaned back on the chair.

"Huh?" Prickly's eyes widened as he seemed to forget what today was.

"It's the last day of school, sir," TJ reminded him. "I only got 20 more minutes of Fourth Grade left. Look!" he then pointed to the clock as it was almost 3:00.

In the classroom, Miss Grotke was crying as she was going to miss her students.

"Well, she's doing better than my mom." Leonard told his disguised dog who was posing as a student so he could also go to school.

"You said it, Lenny." 'Scott' agreed.

"In some ways, people, this day is a bummer for me," Miss Grotke sniffled. "But in other ways, it's the ultimate high because every milestone that you kids pass is another step towards-"

"Miss Grotke?" Spinelli interrupted.

"Yes, Spinelli?" Miss Grotke replied.

"I don't mean to interrupt, but..." Spinelli said, pointing to the clock.

Miss Grotke looked at the clock and then smiled to her students. "Oh, by all means."

"Six... Five... Four... Three... Two... One!" The students counted down.

The bell rang and everyone cheered. Chelsea and Eddie were dancing, Zack was ripping papers up, and The Ashley's high-fived each other and said 'Scandalous'. Even the Kindergartners were cheering.

"You eat paste! You eat paste!" Sticky glared as he chased his teacher with a glue pot with a popsicle stick.

The students then raced down the hallways in excitement as they could now begin their summer vacation.

"Hey, no running in the halls!" Professor Rotwood scolded.

"Yeah, what's the big deal?" Barkin added. "It's just the end of the school year!"

The two men then looked to each other excitement before going to join in the celebration. "THE END OF THE SCHOOL YEAR?! Whoo-hoo!"

Even the lunch ladies were dancing and celebrating.

"Hey, girls, what should we do with the rest of this corn chowder?" One lunch lady asked as she held a pot.

One lunch lady came over and sniffed it. "Aw, leave it in the kettle, it'll keep 'til September."

The lunch ladies then all shared a laugh together.

The students ran in the hallway even TJ after he left the office. "Well, see you next year, Principal Prickly." he then smiled before he went to run off.

"You better do some growing up this summer, young man!" Prickly glared before sighing. "I hate my job..."

The students ran out of the school as today was considered the best day of their lives.

"Look at those hooligans!" Miss Finster complained.

"Actually, I think it's a wonderful expression of freedom and joy." Miss Grotke smiled.

"I'll tell you all a wonderful expression of freedom and joy," Prickly smirked to them. "12 weeks of nothing but me at the Westside Golf Course and no Dettweiler!"

"I second that emotion, sir." Miss Finster smirked back in agreement.

Miss Finster and Prickly then high-fived each other.

TJ was now seen walking with his friends.

"Man, Teej, that prank was sweet." Vince smiled.'

"Yeah, you should've seen the look on Finster's face," Spinelli smiled back. "I thought she was gonna blow a gasket!"

"And that limesicle was tasty." Mikey smiled.

"A tasty beginning to a tasty summer," TJ smiled back. "12 weeks of riding bikes, hanging out at the lake, TPing the West Side Golf Course. Summer Vacation: The Ultimate Recess."

"Yeah, I can't wait for Baseball Camp." Vince beamed.

TJ stopped for a minute and turned around to look at his best friend. "Baseball Camp?" he asked. "What are you talking about?"

"Actually, Teej, I'm gonna be out of town too," Spinelli said. "See, The Big Time Wrestling Federation has this training camp, and I've gotta learn some new moves if I'm ever gonna turn pro. My cousin suggested it for me."

"But Spinelli!" TJ cried out.

"It's Military Camp for me," Gus smiled. "My dad says I need to learn how to be a leader."

"I shall be attending the Mt. Van Buren Space Camp," Gretchen smiled. "Don't wanna let those science geeks get ahead of me. Especially Cameron Wilkins, Chuckie Finster, and even Judy Jetson."

"You're all going to summer camp?" TJ asked.

"Not me." Mikey replied.

"Thank goodness." TJ whispered in relief, but would quickly be disappointed.

"The Young Voices Training Program doesn't like the word 'camp'," Mikey explained. "They provide opportunities for aspiring singers to train their voices in a rigorous, yet supportive setting."

"But summer is going to be ruined!" TJ sulked. "What am I supposed to do? Play baseball by myself? Watch reruns? Read?!"

"Sorry, man, but we gotta think about our futures." Vince put his arm around TJ in comfort.

"Yeah, we can't waste all summer just fooling around like kids." Spinelli added.

"But we are kids!" TJ said.

"Actually, as a completion of fourth grade, we're technically considered pre-young adults." Gretchen corrected.

"And next year, we won't even be pre!" Mikey added.

"But... All right..." TJ soon sighed. "Let's make the most of the time we got left. When do you all leave?"

"First thing in the morning." Vince regretfully informed.

"Aw, man..." TJ moaned.

Tomorrow was going to be a major bummer for TJ as all of his friends were going to summer camp and he would be left behind, but his friends were hanging out with him as much as they could before they would leave tomorrow morning.

Unfortunately, the next day came quickly and everyone was in the parking lot with the buses loading up for camp.

"Well, there's my bus," Gretchen said. "Better get going."

"Yeah, same here." Spinelli added.

"Bye, Teej, try to have some fun, okay?" Mikey said.

"Don't worry, buddy; you'll have a great time without us." Vince added.

"I don't know, Vince," TJ frowned. "All my plans were made for six."

Vince soon got his baseball bat and ran into four certain girls who were by the bus as well. "Don't tell me you Ashleys are going to Baseball Camp!"

"Ew, as if!" Ashley T scoffed.

"Cheerleading Camp is right across the lake, duh!" Ashley A added.

"I hope it's a big lake." Vince muttered.

Gretchen waved as she heard a horn honking and got on the bus as well as the Diggers.

"Ah, Space Camp." Dave smiled.

"I wonder if they'll let us make craters?" Sam smiled back.

Spinelli soon went to get in line for the bus to Wrestling Camp and looked surprised to see who was there. "Hey, Hustler Kid, I didn't know you wrestled!"

"Actually I don't, I'm pre-management," Hustler Kid explained as he held a sleeping bag in his arm. "Besides, my research tells me kids who wrestle trade the most for contraband snacks. Which reminds me, wanna buy a Winger Dinger?"

"All right, all of the Kindergartner performers on the bus first~" A camp counselor smiled to the kids in front of her.

The Kindergartners dressed as Vikings excitedly got on the bus.

Mikey soon ran after them and smiled to his friend who was staying in town. "Bon Voyage... TeeeeeeJAAAAAY!" he then said in his singing voice which made everyone stare at him and one of the bus windows shattered.

Everyone then clapped as Mikey took a bow.

"Big kid sing good." One Kindergartner commented.

"Yeah." Another Kindergartner agreed.

"Well, Teej, there's my transport," Gus smiled. "Hey, why don't you come with? Military Camp's gonna be a blast!"

"GRISWOLD, YOU MAGGOT!" Captain Brad suddenly yelled at the boy. "GET YOUR FANNY OVER HERE NOW!"

"Uh, thanks, Gus, but I'll stick around at home for the summer." TJ said.

"Okay, but you don't know what you're missing," Gus said as he went over to the his bus. "Hiya, Captain Brad!"

"I don't like you, Griswold, I am not your friend, DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!" Captain Brad glared.

"Sir, yes, sir, not looking for friendship, sir!" Gus saluted.

"Good luck, Gus, you're gonna need it." TJ advised.

Gus waved at TJ, but then was pulled back into the bus.

"Man, this summer's gonna whomp." TJ sulked.

The buses then left to go to their respective camps, leaving TJ by himself. The boy then took off riding his bike in sadness. TJ just went home since he had nowhere else to go or nothing to do as his friends were gone for the summer. He even went to the lake to skip some rocks, but that was no fun, he then sat in his clubhouse looking miserable.