Previously the next day morning outside of the backyard at 702 Liberty Lane Seville house... "Colossal Dave, Oh?!" His normal-size brat tween pal girl came in his gigantic clubhouse recently. "Burping! Excuse me. I am so full now," Dionne. "Who send this to you?" She suspected. "I am not sure someone sent a basket of whole red velvet cupcakes to me last night." He sat down on the gigantic leather green couch. "I think it's anonymous is Bobcater Humphrey who sent it to you get fatten," Colossal Dave. "I knew he tricked me that I can't jog slowly that's why I am too chubbier like my adopt uncle Theodore," Dionne?! Her poor colossal befriend cried like a waterfall over his normal-size brat tween pal girl still standing on the wooden panel tile carpet. "Calm down. I will help you to lose weight immediately then win on Sprint Race." "Yeah! You're my best pal!" He hugged her recently. "Whoa! you are so squeezing me so hard," Colossal Dave. "Oops! Sorry about that," Dionne. Her colossal befriend put his normal-size brat tween pal girl back on the flooring wooden panel tile carpet. 

Since exercise workout abs... "Follow me to do butterfly abs arms exercising," Colossal Dave. She trained him recently. "Grr! Phew! I can't do it," Dionne. Her colossal befriend attempt to do butterfly abs arms exercising, but he is too chubbier. "Hmm... I have a great idea follow me. Come on!" She thinks of her brilliant idea. 

Continuous on the robot invention of exercise equipment... "Is it safe," Dionne? "Relax. I have to press the remote control on," Colossal Dave. His normal-size brat tween pal girl used Simon's invention robot exercise equipment on her colossal befriend is tied up recently. "Whoa!? I'm exercising abs arms." He exclaimed. "It's helpful you to lose weight immediately and ready to race soon." 

Afternoon big day of Sprint Race at the field of school... "Colossal Mr. Seville didn't win a prize. Huh?" "It's you one sent your basket of junk food cause me to got fatter and fatter that my best normal-size tween pal Dionne helps me to lose weight," Bobcarter! "It can not be!? I have to beat you will never get win a prize," Colossal Mr. Seville. He doubted at him. "Ready? Go!" Coach Dorkins blew his whistle. "Bye," Colossal Mr. Seville! Alvin's foe neighbor Bobcater Humphrey jogged away from him. "Colossal Dave, go faster and beat against him!" His normal-size brat tween pal girl sat down on the bench. "Sure! No problem," Dionne. He banged so fast recently. 

Whatever funny happens racing... "Oh no! It's colossal Mr. Seville coming here!? I have to set lot candy bars on the field. Ha! I have to jog head the finish line." Alvin's foe neighborhood Bobcater Humphery had another scheme plan to trick my colossal befriend again. "Oh! Yummy! Huh?" "Don't eat that because he tricks you. Go to the finish line before Bobcater arrives there," Colossal Dave! His normal-size brat tween pal girl warned him. "Okay," Dionne. 

Finally arrival at the finish line... "Ha! Whoa!?" "Colossal Mr. Seville is winner!" The host speaker announced to the kids and adults. "Here's a medal," Colossal Mr. Seville. Coach Dorkins gave it to my colossal befriend knelt down on the field. "Dionne! Look at this." He showed this his normal-size brat tween pal girl. "Your adopted dad Alvin and uncles are proud of you," Colossal Dave. She said. "I think Bobcater is upset and lost now." "Laughing! Let's go home." His normal-size brat tween girl giggled at him. "Sure! Thank you for helping me to lose weight," Dionne. "Welcome. Next time you says no to a spoiled rich brat Bobcater Humphery about junk food isn't good for you," Colossal Dave? She is walking with him recently. "Absolutely! I guess so. Winking eye!" The end!