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Another fanfic about The Jellies. Loosely based on the Family Guy episode Pitch Imperfect. After watching it, I wonder, how would the Jellies handle this situation.


That's what we're about to find out....





It was a sunny yet slightly overcast day at the Walla Walla Seaside Fair, the kind of weather that screamed, "Bring a sweater but leave the raincoat home." The ocean air carried the aroma of deep-fried everything: funnel cakes, corn dogs, and even calamari—though Barry, being a jellyfish, found that offensive.


Debbie was already in full mom-mode, juggling a map of the fair and an oversized tote bag filled with snacks, sunscreen, and exactly four bottles of hand sanitizer. “Alright, everyone,” she declared, “this is family time. No wandering off like last year, Barry.” She shot her husband a look.


Barry adjusted his Hawaiian shirt, trying not to look guilty. “I wasn’t wandering! I was networking.”


“Talking to a foam peanut mascot about cryptocurrency isn’t networking,” Debbie retorted with an eye-roll. “Now, Cornell, stick with us this time. No disappearing with RG and Reggie to start, I don’t know, another pyramid scheme.”


Cornell shrugged, hands jammed in his hoodie pockets. “It wasn’t a scheme, Mom. It was multi-level marketing.”


Debbie sighed as KY shot her adopted brother a smirk. “Let’s just find the rides,” KY said, eager to escape the looming parental lecture.


Amidst the flashing lights and spinning rides, Debbie’s eyes landed on a ring toss booth. Perched on a shelf was a giant stuffed penguin, and her jellyfish heart practically glowed. “Barry, win me that penguin!” she said, clutching his arm.

Barry hesitated. “You know these games are rigged, right?”

“Barry,” Debbie said with all the gravitas of Meryl Streep in The Devil Wears Prada, “I believe in you.”

And so, Barry found himself standing at the booth, clutching a baseball in his gelatinous hand. His first throw barely reached the cups, bouncing off them with all the might of a soap bubble. A few teenagers watching burst into laughter, and Barry’s cheeks flushed—well, as much as jellyfish cheeks could.

Even Marvin the Whale, waddling past with a bag of kettle corn, paused to let out a booming laugh. “Nice arm, Barry!” Marvin quipped. “Did you train with noodles?”


Debbie patted Barry on the back. “It’s okay, sweetie. You’re a better accountant than an athlete.”


A coach comes up to Barry, "Excuse me, are you the Jellyfish that threw that weak throw?" Barry answers, "That depends. Are you classicly serving illegal documents are Will Ferrell?"


"No, I do promotions for local minor league teams. The Walla Walla Whales." the coach says.


"Yes, I am your man. I mean, Jellyfish." Barry says. The coach continues, "I want to invite you to throw out a ceremonial pitch this weekend!"


Marvin calls out from far away, "Why are you choosing him for? He can't throw worth a shit!" "That's why we want him!" the coach says. "Minor league baseball needs gimmicks to attact fans. Anyway, we think you'd make the perfect Barry!" the coach tells him straight up.


Barry said, "I'll do it! All I need is some training!" "Are you sure you want to do this? You might fuck up and embarrass yourself." Debby warned him.


"My decision has been made. I am going to throw out that perfect pitch." Barry informs his wife. "I love incompetant idiots! Okay, see you this weekend, then!" said the coach as he walks off.


Later that day, Barry tries to train himself to make the pitch at the minor league game. By throwing a baseball into a net.


After many tries, Barry just could not throw for the life of him. "Just I'm going to to be one of those guys who just can't throw like a tough guy. Suddenly Barry gets hit with a baseball. Out of the shadows comes KY.


"You wish you could throw a tough guy!" KY said to her Dad. "KY?" Barry said in confusion. "You're going to throw out that first pitch Dad, and I am going to teach you!" KY said with confidence.


But Barry wasn’t ready to give up. Even when he heard about a chance to throw the opening pitch at a local Walla Walla Baseball game, he is nowdetermined to redeem himself. Enter KY, who appointed herself his coach.


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On the other side of the Walla Walla Seaside Fair. Cornell, RG, and Reggie come across a Chiropractor's tent.

"Hey, look. A Chiropractor. Let's get ourselves an adjustment!" suggests Cornell. "Chiropractor? What is that? Some type of Burger King Kid's Club meal toy?" asks RG in confusion. "Haven't you learned anything in science. It's a back doctor." Cornell answers.

"Say you guys. Maybe we can turn this into a brag." Reggie says. "Come to think of it. I remember I hurt my back when I was sliding into home plate yesterday at gym class when we were playing baseball" Cornell says.

Going into the tent Cornell, RG, and Reggie greet the chiropractor. "Cha-Ching. Hello! You guys like an adjustment." The chiropractor asks them.

"Not me, I think you're a fraud." RG said. "The proper term is 'quack' I believe." Reggie corrects him.

"So which one of you guys would like to go first.?" asked the chiropractor. Cornell goes onto the chair and puts his head through the hole. "This head hole is awesome!" Cornell says.

"Now some questions, you ever feel tired?" asked the chiropractor. "Yeah, I do. When I have to do my homework." Cornell concedes.

"Do you ever feel you need to eat again after you've eaten? Or do you go hours without meals?" the chiropractor asks Cornell.

"None of the above." Cornell says.

"That's a common problem amoung young people like you nowadays. I have some supplements that come with a price that might help!" offers the chiropractor.

Before Cornell knew is, the chiropractor cracked his back, and Cornell feels better than he's ever had been!

"WOW! This feels awesome!" Cornell chirps. "That good feeling will last all thoughout the day." the chiropractor tells Cornell as he prints up a receipt. Cornell looks at the receipt and freaks out over the price.

"$600! " exclaimed Cornell. "That covers the diagnosis, evaluvation, adjustments, supplements. You know what. I'll just bill it to your insurance." The chiropractor informs Cornell.

RG and Reggie walk up to him. Cornell tells them, "Did you see how much that chiropractor charged." "Yeah, $600, that's a lot man!" said Reggie.

"You know what, I bet I can do the same thing he did." bets Cornell. "You know what? That stuff looks easy. Maybe you can." said RG. "Or all of us!" said Reggie.

"Can WE become chiropractors?" asked Cornell. "Let's try." said RG. Going on his iphone, he asks Jexi his talking phone app. "Hey, Jexi." asked RG. Reggie whispers to Cornell, "His iphone is called Jexi? Like in that movie?"

"How can we become chiropractors?" RG asked Jexi. "Do you want to be a doctor but don't like to read books?" asked Jexi. "Yes." RG answers Jexi. "Congratulations! You are now a chiropractor. Download your certificate on a PDF file." Jexi says.

"All right! We did it! We can all use a job!" said Cornell. "Now all we need to do is open our own chiropracting business!" said Reggie.



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In the garage of the Jellies' family home. KY turned it into a gym. She was going through a gym bag. Barry tells her, "Thanks for teaching me how to throw but, why are you helping me?"

"Because you're my dad," KY responded. "And family helps out each other."

"Just had no idea you were so good at sports, KY!" Barry tells her.

"I've played sports all my life! Since grade school. In first grade I was in a football team, in second grade I played basketball....." KY spoke to her dad.


"Woah, I must've been too busy taking care of Cornell when he was a baby." Barry trailed off. "So you don't know anything about me! I have trophies all over my room!" KY reminds Barry.


Debbie walks in to grab something from a box. "Don't mind me I'm just grabbing my cigars." "Hey, Debbie, did you know KY was good at sports?" Barry asks Debbie. "Yeah, when?" Debbie wondered out loud.


"WHAT??!?!! Like my whole life!" KY retorted. Once Debbie got her cigars, she walks off nonchalantly and says, "Cool, that's a relief."


After walking out of the City Hall in Walla Walla Washington. Getting their certifcate approved on the PDF file that was sent to the City Hall. Cornell and RG walk into a building that they made their own chiropractor business. Walking inside to start their new job. Reggie was inside the building sitting at a desk. The name of their business is CS Chiropractors.

Cornell and RG were wearing pink polo shirts, khakis and sneakers. "I can't believe we all got our business started so quickly!" Reggie exclaimed.

"A little City Hall can go a long way!" Cornell said with pride. "Who would've thought this would be a perfect spot." said RG. "Yeah, Zero available parking, and the rest just fell into place!" Cornell said.

RG asks Reggie, "What is the most important part of working at a busy doctor's office is?" Reggie replies with, "The patients?" "No, taking care of the parrot." RG said. The parrot for some reason was hanging upside down.

"Why is that parrot upside down? Maybe it's both deaf and blind?" asked Reggie. Cornell and RG just stare at him like they could not believe what he said, "What? Ever seen See No Evil. Hear No Evil?" said Reggie.


"Theres a number taped to the desk. The man who feed and takes care of the parrot is named Derek. He's going to become your best friend, do everything he says. Trust me. He's the best." RG informs Reggie.


Reggie sees the parrot flapping it's wings and does a flip, "Did you see that?! The parrot flipped!" "Why are you telling us! Tell, Derek!" RG said.



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After much training from KY. Barry stood nervously on the pitcher’s mound, feeling the weight of the baseball in his gelatinous hand. The stands were packed with excited fans, their chatter buzzing like a swarm of bees. Marvin the Whale was there too, perched on a bench with his kettle corn, occasionally sending Barry sympathetic glances. But Barry wasn’t paying attention to Marvin. His focus was on one thing: proving himself.


As the announcer’s voice boomed over the loudspeaker, the crowd cheered, “And now, the moment you've all been waiting for… local hero Barry Jellyfish, throwing the opening pitch!”


Barry’s heart skipped. Local hero? He liked the sound of that.


But then, something unexpected happened. A cameraman for the local news station aimed his lens directly at Barry. A reporter with a bright smile stepped forward, holding a microphone. “And here we have Barry, a beloved local figure,” the reporter said, trying to mask the amusement in her voice, “but let’s be honest, we’ve all seen his throwing arm—or lack thereof.”


Barry’s cheeks flushed—if jellyfish even had cheeks. The reporter continued, her smile widening. “No word on whether Barry has spent more time with his calculator or his fastball. But let’s hope he has better luck today than he does with those spreadsheets!”


The crowd chuckled. Barry’s shoulders sagged.


A voice from behind him piped up, loud enough for the cameras to catch. It was Marvin, holding up his bag of kettle corn like a trophy. “Don’t worry, Barry! You’ve got this! Worst case, just throw the ball at the camera and call it a ‘unique pitching technique!’”


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Back at CS Chiropractors. RG is working on the first patient. A man who is getting a massage laying in the chiropractor's bed. "Wow, you are tight! You sit a lot?" asked RG. "No, I..." the man begins. "Sitting is the silent killer." The man continued, "I stand quite often." "Well, that's your problem. Standing is a silent killer." RG tells the man.


"I actually mix it up really good." the man said. "Variety is a silent killer." RG tells the man. When RG was done with his first client, he has a folder in his hand. As does Cornell as he walks up to Cornell.


"Wow, this is going even better than we thought it could, Cornell!" said RG. "Please from now on I want to be known as Dr C!" Cornell speaks out.

RG talks, "Doctor with one initial! That proves we're doing well!" Cornell continues, "Permission to speak with a fist bump?" "Granted!" RG said as Cornell and RG fist bump each other.

Cornell then says, "Just like in that Monopoly game, We Are Passing Go! We Are Collecting $200! We are CRUSHING!" Cornell throws out his hands.

'Had a few energy drinks there, Dr. C?" asks RG. "Oh yes, Ghost is my favorite. Come to think of it, my eyes feel shaky and I'm kind of scared." said Cornell.

"OKay, take a break and I'll take the new patient. Reggie! Who's next?" RG calls out.


Looking for Reggie, Cornell and RG find that he's gone. The parrot in the cage was gone as well.


"REGGIE"! both Cornell and RG called out his name in panic.



Running out of their CS Chiropractor's building. Cornell and RG found that Reggie now has his own Chiropractor business called Fast Reggie's Chiropractors.


"The fuck! Reggie opened his own office?!" RG exclaimed. "What does he think this is, a rivalry? We're supposed to be friends!" Cornell spat out. Demanding an explaination, Cornell and RG ran into Reggie's new chiropractor business.


The man from before who got a massage from RG came back, "Excuse me. Dr R. My ears are still kind of ringing from that adjustment." the man explains.


"You said you drank a soda once, sugar! The silent killer!" RG told the man.




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Barry could feel the heat of embarrassment radiating from every corner of his gelatinous body, but there was no turning back now. He could either sink into the ground like an overcooked spaghetti noodle or throw that ball with everything he had. He took a deep, jellyfish-inspired breath, steeled himself, and wound up.

As the baseball left his hand, it wobbled through the air like a confused kite, veering sharply to the left. It crashed into the grass well outside the strike zone, leaving a dusty puff in its wake.

The crowd was silent for a heartbeat before the first wave of laughter rippled through the stands. Barry’s shoulders sagged even further. He could hear the reporter, still holding her microphone, barely containing her smirk. “Well, there you have it folks—Barry Jellyfish, the only pitcher whose throw can double as a new Olympic sport: the air dodge!”


Barry turned away, his heart sinking. Debbie, standing in the crowd, immediately stood up, giving him a thumbs up despite the laughter around them.


Not before long, Fast Reggie's Chiropractor's was striving. Reggie was giving a black woman a prescription.


Reggie tells the black woman, "I put the magnisum in the bag. Take two of them and call me in the morning."


The black woman extends her graditude. "Thank you Dr. Reg. Oh you know your parrot is upside down, right?" Reggie answers, "Oh yes. He thinks he's Johnny Knoxville or something." "Have a wonderful day." said the black woman as she departs with her prescription. Cornell and RG ran inside to confront Reggie.


Cornell and RG barged in, "What the hell, Reggie! You stole our clients!" Cornell shouted. Reggie tells his side of the story. "So what. Who cares. A lot of people came here with real problems. And you both just exploited them for money."


RG sneers, "Yeah, that's the whole point of chiropracting!" "Well, I figured I can help them and take their money. Easy Street!" Reggie chirps.


"More like Mean Streets!" Cornell spoke. "What do you even know about being a chiropractor?" RG asked flat out.


Reggie says, "All you need to do is look at someone's posture and know they sit for a living." "Oh shit! He's good." Cornell said.


"Look, I know you guys are upset.....Reggie begins. Then Reggie grabs Cornell and massages him, "Yes we are in competition with each other and when you really think about it. You willl see our stories are the same. Because the three of us are all trying to HELP PEOPLE!"


As soon as Reggie screamed HELP PEOPLE. He cracked Cornell's neck. Cornell was impressed and he felt great. "Woah! How did you do that?" Cornell pondered.

"Isn't it obvious. By caring. That's the one thing you couldn't fake and...." before Reggie can talk even more. His phone rings.


Reggie goes to answer it. "Fast Reggie's chiropractic! How may I health you! Yes, Derek my parrot is upside down again. Dude! I did all of that!"


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“Nice try, honey! You’re still my champion!” she yelled, though the sound of her voice was barely audible over the chuckles of the crowd.


But Barry wasn’t defeated. No, he wouldn’t let this be the end. He turned to KY, who had been watching from the sidelines. She gave him an encouraging nod. “We’re going to work on that throw. I promise you, next time we’ll show them what you’re made of.”


And in that moment, Barry realized that no amount of bad pitches or snarky reporters could keep him down. He had a team. He had Debbie. And, most importantly, he had a jellyfish-sized heart that would never give up.


Back at CS Chiropractors. Cornell was giving a brown haired lady a massage. "So you have our 100% Guaratee That our cracks are 30% are louder than that whack job a-hole from next door."



The brown haired woman says, "How do you messure that?" "We're doctors. Let's start." Cornell said.


Blowing some bubble gum until it popped, Cornell shocked the brown haired lady that startled her.


"That was your C4 vertabrae." Cornell told the lady. Blowing another bubble gum bubble until it pops startling the lady once more, Cornell informs the lady, "That was your VWXYZ! Take your time getting up. Now if you feel dizzy it's probably from vaccine."


Getting their day of chiropracting done. The brown haired lady walks out. Cornell and RG walk out of CS Chiropractors and see Reggie give advice to a man.


Reggie talks to the man, "No we don't validate parking but if you buy a coffee at Starbucks, they will." Gotcha said the man Reggie was speaking to who then walks off.


Seeing RG and Cornell. "Hey, Dr C! Dr R!" greeted Reggie. "Yo, Dr. C!" Cornell greets back. Walking over to Fast Reggie's Chiropractors, Cornell sees a pink lava lamp.


"Is that a pink lava lamp? I guess this means you're a new age hippie now?" jokes Cornell.


Reggie says, "Nope just good air quaility. Very relaxing." RG starts in, "Relaxing enough to be fully booked this weekend. Except for the woman who cancelled because Cornell followed her on Facebook right after her appointment."


"Client outreach fail." Cornell implies.



Suddenly, a black van drives up to the two chiropracting businesses. Out comes two men in black suits.


Cornell was excited, "Damn! Are you guys the Men in Black!?"


One of the black suited men says, "Nope. We're from the Health Department of Human Services. We've been asked to investigate for medical and insurance fraud."


The other black suited man says, "We can go in and get your files or you can get them for us."


"Quick Quesh. Do you guys have agents on the back side of the building?" Cornell says with curiousity.


"We do." said the black suited man. "A perminator. Learned about that in school." RG says. "How did you catch us?" Reggie wanted to know.


"The same thing that gets any chiropractor. The inflated phony charges and the sports cars with vanity hood ornaments." said the other black suited man.


Cornell, RG, and Reggie all look at the cars they all got when they were paid for their chiropractic services. The three of them had sports cars with golden shiny hood ornaments.


The black suited man says "We figured you were either drug dealers or chiropractors. We'll give you five minutes to collect your parrot."


"Oh that. He's long gone flown away by now." said Reggie.


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The next day. The Walla Walla Seaside Fair was still going on. The Jellies decided to go back for another day of fun. Regrouped by the ferris wheel. Debbie was clutching a new stuffed penguin—not won by Barry, but bought from a vendor who took pity on him. Cornell, RG, and Reggie were debriefing their failed chiropractor venture, already brainstorming their next big idea. And Barry? He was proudly wearing a T-shirt that said, “Pitch Perfect.”

Barry looks around and sees the people at the fair actually respected him. "Will you look at me! I'm a local celebrity since I took that pitch!" exclaims Berry.


“Another successful family outing,” Debbie declared with a smile.


“Define ‘successful,’” Cornell muttered under his breath.


"Oh Cornell get over yourself!" KY tells her adopted brother.


But as they all piled into the car, laughing and teasing each other, it was clear: whether they were winning baseball games or failing at chiropractic, the Jellies were in it together.