The Storage Room

[MMM]

What is this? It's a lit idea i've had in my head for a while, and I think if I do it right, it can turn out awesome.

 

Season 1, Episode 1

 

1. Deep Beneath

 

Tom: (walking downstairs)

Dad: Good morning.

Tom: (looks at calendar, eyes grow wide with fear)

Dad: Oh.....

Tom: (runs back upstairs) AHM NOT DOING IT

Dad: Come back down, you're going to be late!

Tom: (not responding, closes door fast, begins to build barricade) Okay....gotta find objects....

Dad; I'm coming up there!

Tom: (panics, begins to rush)

Dad: (trying to open up door) Nnngh....almost....got....it....

Tom: Wait!

Dad: (opens door, barricade goes flying everywhere)

Tom: (falls on floor)

(Cut to bus stop)

Tom: The first day back from Winter Break....just give me a few more weeks, even if it makes the come back even more painful. 

(Bus arrives, Tom gets on)

Tom: (sits down in front seat, feels something) OOMPH!

Isaac: (muffled) Get off, get off!

Tom: (stands up quickly) Oh...uh, sorry. Just that no one usually sits up here.....(looks behind bus, everyone sitting in back seats)

Isaac: Well, I was reading.

Tom: You don't read....

Isaac: Well....(zips open backpack, pulls out gargantuan sized book, shows to Tom), this caught my attention.

Tom: (reads title) The Art of Wheel Man: A Stop Motion Adventure.....cool?

isaac: I know! Read some!

Tom: Uh.....alright. (starts reading, mumbling)

(Cut to Isaac looking at him)

(Cut back to Tom)

(Cut back to Isaac)

Tom: (puts down book) Here, you can have it back...I guess.

Isaac: Did you like it?

Tom: (thinking) Hmm, I thought it was interesting, but then what if.....(starts thinking about sandwiches) I wonder if my mouth is big enough to fit a quadruple decker.....

Isaac: Tom?

Tom: OH YES, it was good. I should go see Wheel Man sometime....

Isaac: Great! Oh..we're at school, now.

Bus Driver: Alright, kids. Get off.

(No one gets off the bus)

Bus Driver: GET OFF.

(No one gets off the bus)

Bus Driver: (takes out phone) Principal?

Isaac: If we must, we must.

(Everyone runs off the bus)

Bus Driver: Heh heh. (closes doors, drives off)

(Everyone starts walking inside)

Tom: Huh, place hasn't changed much. (starts walking upstairs)

Isaac: Where are you going?

Tom: I don't know, I just walk around before class.

Isaac: Oh, I see.

Tom: Are you being sarcastic?

Isaac: Yes. Well, bye! (walks off)

Tom: Okay, just gonna walk around.....around the same old territory.

(Two minutes later)

Tom: ...the....same....old....territory. (walks by bathroom) Hmm.... (runs into it, goes into stall, sits down)

Isaac: (walks in)

Tom: (whispers) Oh....

Isaac: Ah? Who is it?

Tom: Not Tom.

Isaac: I know it's you.

Tom: Alright....

Isaac: What are you doing?

Tom: Thinking.

Isaac: About what?

Tom: None of your beeswax.

Isaac: Whatever. Also, the bell's going to ring in just a moment. (leaves)

Tom: What? I didn't catch that last part. (waits for a couple seconds, goes back to thinking) Ooh, I wonder if a QUINTIPLE decker sandwich could fit in my mouth...

(Bell rings)

Tom: Oh, what do you know. (slowly walks back up to his locker) Another long semester....let's see what homework they'll give us this time.....(stops at his locker). Okay, let's get my stuff. Wait...what is my locker combination? (looks for locker combination slip in backpack) Where is it....where is it? Come on, brain. Remember! (grunting noises) Come on.... (nnnnnnnngh)....I can't remember it! I was too busy doing (thinks about it) nothing! (runs up to teacher) Ms. Boxwood, I forgot my locker combination!

Ms. Boxwood: Alright....I have my key...which one is your locker?

Tom: (speaks extremely quickly) Second set, bottom, fifth to the left.

Ms. Boxwood: (unhappy) Just point.

Tom: (points to locker)

Ms. Boxwood: Oh, alright.

(Ms. Boxwood and Tom walk over to Tom's locker)

Ms. Boxwood: Alright....(puts in key)

Tom: (wanders off)

Ms. Boxwood: (locker opens) There we go....WAIT!

(Cut to storage room close by)

Janitor Flint: Alright. New year, more work. Let's see what the school has in store for me today... (picks up janitor equipment)

Principal: (coming from walkie talkie) Janitor Flint, come in.

Janitor Flint: Yes, sir! What is it?

Principal: Code W....it's a big one.

Janitor Flint: CODE W! I'M COMING, SIR! (runs out, leaves door open) NO KID SHALL EVER SLIP! (runs off)

Tom: (walks up to storage room) Hmm....what goes on in here? (looks around) A busy hall....but no one's noticed....LET'S EXPLORE! (walks in)

(Camera pans throughout storage room, a lot of cluttered boxes, probably filled with old janitor's equipment, or other stuff)

Tom: Hmph, pretty crammed. Then again, what do I expect....WOAH!!! (sees a large empty hall behind the room) Do I dare? YES! (tries to jump over box jumble, but falls down)

(Cut away to school hall, bell rings while crash happens)

Kid 1: Did you hear something?

Kid 2: I don't think so...

(The two walk away, cut back to storage room)

Tom: (walking down hallway) What...is this?

(Keeps walking for a little while)

Tom: (finds a door in floor with blue stuff coming out) Woah there! What's this?

Door: (deep, snortlike noises)

Tom: (sort of scared) Uh... (puts foot in, feels electric shock) WAHO!

(Slime begins pouring out of the door)

Tom: Wh-wh-wh-why is this happening?

(Slime forms a Tom clone)

Tom: AHHHHH

Tom 2: Oh, hello.

Tom: Why are you here?

Tom 2: When you stick part of your body in the door, that makes a clone of you.

Tom: (blank expression) But...aren't people going to notice?

Tom 2: Hmm...right. I didn't want to have to do this....

Tom: Do...what, exactly?

Tom 2: Come to think of...OH MY GOODNESS SOMEONE'S COMING

Tom: (looks back) What, really?!

Tom 2: (pushes Tom into the door)

Tom: WHOA WHA- (screams are muffled as he falls through the blue stuff)

Tom 2: Farewell, my friend. (walks out, goes to class for Tom)

(Cut to Tom, falling, screaming, wondering where he's about to go)

 

THE END

next part coming soon

[crushingmayhem]

This is pretty good, I like that it has some funny parts to it.

[MMM]

Season 1, Episode 2

2. The Street

 

Tom: (keeps falling through)
(Sign that reads "The Ground: 19 miles" is shown)
Tom: Oh, that's a little wh- (splats onto ground) How fast was I going?

(Zoom out view, Tom standing in woods)
Tom: Alright. I'm lost in some weird place, my stuff is all back at....Earth....oh, well. (creepy laugh)
(Fade out to Tom still walking after a while)
Tom: I wonder how big the forest is.....(sees an opening) Finally! (starts running)
(Zoom out to show the forest is a giant piece of land in the sky)
Tom: (gets to edge, stops running) What? How do I get down? (echoes)
(Cut to street below)
Creature 1: (playing basketball) What was that? (looks up)
Humanoid 1: (sitting on porch, drinking lemonade) Did something happen? (runs off porch, looks up)
Humanoid 2: (sitting in room, on computer, listening to music) Alright, what's the next song....wait. (takes off earplugs, looks out window) What's going on?
(Everyone running out in the middle of the street, cars stopping)
Everyone: (talking at the same time) What is it? Who's that? Is he one of us?
(Cut back to Tom)
Tom: (walks toward edge of land piece)
(Land piece tilts down)
Tom: Woah!
Humanoid 3: He's coming down! Yarts, get over here!
Yarts: What? Oh...
Tom: (starts to slip off) I guess this is the beginning of the end...
Humanoid 3: (grabs Yarts, holds him up high)
Yarts: Is my head big enough?
Humanoid 3: Maybe...
Tom: (slips off, screams)
Everyone: (gasps)
Yarts: Hope this works!
Humanoid 3: Don't worry.
Tom: (falling) Wait, what are those things? (bounces off Yarts' soft head)
Everyone: Hooray!
Yarts: Phew.
Tom: (hard landing on feet) YOOUUCH!
Everyone: (runs toward Tom) Are you okay?
Tom: (brushing off himself, looks up in shock)
Everyone: Wait, he's not one of us!
Tom: You're darn right-
Yarts: (puts tentacle over Tom's mouth)
Tom: (panics in muffled voice) Mphmhhphmkh! (tries to grab tentacle away)
Yarts: Don't worry. It's all fine.
(2 second pause)
Tom: (continues to push tentacle away, does so successfully) Ack, there's stuff on my mouth! (wipes it with hand) Wait, now it's on my hand....
Humanoid 4: I can help.
Tom: (runs away)
Humanoid 4: Oh, sorry.
Creature 2: (puts hand on H4's shoulder) It's okay, man.
(Cut back to Tom)
Tom: Gotta find empty space.... (finds big house) Ah. (looks in window) Hmm, this looks nice. Doesn't look like anyone's here. (walks in)
(Zoomed out view of house)
Tom: (sees string in upstairs ceiling, pulls it, ladder comes out) Is this the attic? (starts climbing up)
Bug: (starts climbing up side of ladder, bites Tom's leg hard)
Tom: YEEEEENCH! (falls off ladder)
(Cut to attic)
Creature 3: (sitting on lawn chair, reading newspaper, hears crash) What? Who is it?
Tom: (surprised, scared)
Creature 3: Well?

Tom: (silent)
Creature 3: (starts walking) I'm coming over there!
Tom: (makes quiet squeak)
Creature 3: WHAT? (looks down) Oh...wait...
Tom: Wh-wh-who are you?
Creature 3: Quentin.
Tom: Uh....oh.
Quentin: Yep, that's me.
Tom: I just got here.
Quentin: Where you from?
Tom: Earth.
Quentin: Where?
Tom: Earth?
Quentin: Yep, never heard of it.
Tom: (blank face) Wait, where were you when I came here? Everyone else was-
Quentin: I'm more of an introvert.
Tom: But, that doesn't mean anything.
Quentin: It's complicated
Tom: (another blank face)
Quentin: Wait, I got an idea.
Tom: What?
Quentin: Come with me.
Tom: Why should I?
Quentin: (grabs Tom's hand, gives extra firm grip)
Tom: Woah, loosen up a little.
Quentin: (starts walking back to street)
Tom: (swinging around) Uh...can we hurry this up?
Quentin: No.
(They arrive at the street)

Humanoid 5: Hey, it's Quentin!
Quentin: Guys, this dude (points at Tom) is from Earth.
(Everyone is confused, they started mumbling to each other)
Quentin: Listen. I DON'T KNOW where that is, either. But, this guy is probably freaking out-
Tom: Hey!
Quentin: ....so we just be nice to him....
Tom: Alright.
Quentin: ....for the time being.
Tom: Wait, what?
Quentin: Any questions?
Yarts: (raises hand)
Quentin: Yes?
Yarts: Ah...when where you gonna do that thing?
Tom: Huh?
Quentin: Uh...yes.
Yarts: ....Okay.
Quentin: Everyone, go away.
(Everyone leaves)
Tom: What thing?
Quentin: Lemme show you something.
(Cut back to Quentin's attic)
Tom: What are you doing on the computer?
Quentin: (types in "Art of Wheel Man")
Tom: (whispers) Ah...
Quentin: I want to get this book, but it's too expensive. (points at price label)
(Price is 19.99)
Tom: Well, that's not to cheap. (notices pocket on Quentin) How much many is in there?
Quentin: (pulls out triangle currency made out of silver)
Tom: Oh...yes...I see it now. How much is one worth?
Quentin: One is worth 0.001 of a qwershy.
(Qwershy = dollar)
Tom: Wow. Expensive.
Quentin: So, we are going to steal one.
Tom: How?
(Cut to Quentin and Tom on top of a giant stack of boxes)
Tom: How do you know this will work?
Quentin: We're gonna jump up, and if the stack is high enough, we should be able to go to another dimension and....wait.
Tom: (facepalm)
Quentin: How are we find the book?
Tom: Beats me.
Quentin: I should have thought this through more.. (looks around, sees the forest in the sky) Over there!
Tom: How are we going to get there?
Quentin: Doesn't look too far. (grabs Tom and jumps in slow motion)
Tom: (starts panicking)
(The two make it across, but just barely)
Quentin: I got an idea. (starts climbing up tree)
Tom: (shrugs, also starts climbing up same tree)
(They get to the top)
Quentin: Throw me.
Tom: WHAT?
Quentin: Up at the sky.
Tom: (thinking) Gotta do this right. (throws Quentin high up in the air, grabs on to leg/tentacle half a second after)
Quentin: What are you doing here?
Tom: Just in case...
Quentin: In case what? (looks back up) Blue stuff?
Tom: (tries getting in front of Quentin)
Quentin: Now what?
(The two start speeding through the blue stuff)
Tom: We're going back to Earth!

Quentin: This is Earth?

Tom: No...

(They reach back to the storage room, but are still stuck in the door)

(Cut back to classroom)

Teacher: Isaac, can you get me a broom from the storage room?

Isaac: Alright. (starts walking to storage room)

Teacher: Also, bring your stuff with you. Class is almost over.

Isaac: Oh, yeah. (runs back to desk, grabs stuff, including "Wheel Man" book, walks out)

(Storage room door is still open)

Isaac: Okay, should be easy enough... 

Tom: ISAAC!

Isaac: WHO WAS THAT?

Tom: In the back!

Isaac: (struggles, but gets over to back of storage room) WOAH!

Tom: Help me!

Quentin: (comes up) Hey!

Tom: Quentin!

Isaac: (screams)

Quentin: Is this all of Earth?

Tom: No, there's a lot more.

Quentin: Let's explore!

Tom: No!

Isaac: (shocked, drops stuff, including Wheel Man book)

Quentin: WHEEL MAN!

Isaac: Hey, what-

Quentin: (grabs book)

Isaac: GIVE IT BACK!

Quentin: (throws book down to ground)

Tom: You're gonna wreck it!

Quentin: We'll see.

Tom: (moving hands and legs around, falls off in slow motion)

Quentin: DUDE! (falls off purposely)

Isaac: Well...okay. (gets mop, leaves)

Tom: Oh, god....

Quentin: (catches up with him)

Tom: The book!

(Cut back to street)

Yarts: (notices them falling) GUYS!

(Everyone turns around, looks up at sky)

(The book lands, bounces off Yarts' head)

Yarts: Here they come...

(Tom and Quentin land, bounce off Yarts' head)

Tom: Hey. thanks.

Everyone: (cheers)

Quentin: You know, I like you. What's your name?

Tom: Uh...Tom.

Quentin: Alright.

Tom: Why?

Quentin: I promise you, we're gonna be good friends.

Tom: What? I'm staying here?

Quentin: Yes.

Tom: (scared face)

 

THE END

 

sorry if this episode wasn't that good, next one will be better

[MMM]

Season 1, Episode 3

 

3. Food Drive

 

(Tom and Quentin taking a walk)

Tom: So, uh...

Quentin: I don't know where we're going.

Tom: Oh, that's fine.

(They keep walking)

Quentin: (looks ahead) TOM, LOOK OUT!

Tom: What..OH MY GOODNESS

(They walk off the edge of the street, and land on a piece of land below)

Tom: (lands hard on feet) YEEEE! Not again.

Quentin: (has very solid feet, lands soft) What?

Tom: How come you're so lucky?

Quentin: That's how life goes.

Tom: (thinks for a second) Well, I guess you're right.

(They continue walking)

Quentin: (hears noise) Wait, what's that?

Yarts: (runs up to them) Hey, guys!

Tom: Oh, hey....guy.

Yarts: (laughs) It's Yarts.

Quentin: What's all the hullabaloo?

Yarts: (points toward building) Can drive!

Tom: Ah?

Quentin: (walks over, looks around for a minute) Tom, come over here!

Tom: (runs over)

Quentin: Hey, there's a note on the building. (takes it off, reads it) Everyone, I have decided to help those living in bad conditions, and so should you. I have started a can drive, where you donate canned food to those in need, duh. Bring some, help now.

Tom: That's nice.

Quentin: Yeah.

(The two walk away)

Yarts: Hmm, maybe I should get some canned food, too. (runs away in another direction)

(Cut back to Quentin's house)

Quentin: (digging in fridge and cabinets for food) 

Tom: See anything?

Quentin: Yeah.

Tom: See anything canned?

Quentin: (pauses) Well, no.

(Cut to a store called "Vwip's")

Quentin: (grabs shopping cart) Which aisle has canned food?

Tom: (looks around) Uh....eight?

Quentin: Got it. (puts Tom in shopping cart, starts running)

Tom: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

Quentin: No time.

Tom: (blank expression) Ah, yes.

(They stop at aisle eight)

Quentin: Score!

(Canned food is everywhere)

Tom: Get all of it before anyone else does!

(They start grabbing everything in sight like madmen)

Quentin: (looks around) Is that everything?

Tom: Nope, there's one more.

Quentin: (grabs it) That's that.

(They walk away)

Yarts: (walks up to aisle eight) Drat.

(Cut to checkout line)

Tom: (runs up to it with Quentin) Okay, not many people here. Just one person.

Cashier: Alright, let's see your items.

Humanoid 5: (gets bag, begins dumping out it's contents)

Quentin: Yep....

(TWENTY MINUTES LATER)

Humanoid 5: (finishes dumping out stuff)

Quentin: Finally, Crass!

Crass: Sorry, man. (walks out)

Cashier: Alright, now for you....hey, who's this new guy, Quentin?

Tom: I'm from Earth.

Cashier: (seems scared) Okay...let's see your stuff.

(Tom and Quentin throw canned food on table)

Cashier: (types into cash register) Okay, that's 5.642 qwershy.

Quentin: (silently slams 5.641 qwershies on table)

Cashier: (counts them) You're one short...

Quentin: (checking wallet, checks pockets, see nothing) Hnnng...

Cashier 2: (one aisle over, begins talking with Cashier 1) Hey, Darj!

Darj: (looks back) Oh, hey.

Quentin: (whispers) Perfect. (quickly and quietly steals a qwershy from the next creature in line)

Creature 4: Hey!

Quentin: Sorry, Ligger.

Tom: (mutters to himself) Interesting names...

Darj: (finishes talking, turns around)

Quentin: (puts qwershy on table)

Darj: Good.

Ligger: What about-

Quentin: Gotta go, Tom. Keep the change, Darj.

Darj: You didn't give me any.

(Tom and Quentin run out of the door)

(Cut back to the can drive)

Yarts: (talking to someone) Yeah, I could find anything.

Creature 5: That's a shame.

Yarts: Yep.

(Tom and Quentin walk up to the giant metal box with all the cans in it)

Quentin: It's almost full,

Tom: Don't worry.

Quentin: Well...you ready?

Tom: Yep.

Quentin: 3...2...1...GO!

(Tom and Quentin throw all the cans into the box)

Tom: Well, that's that.

(They walk back to the house)

(THE NEXT DAY)

(Tom and Quentin walk back to the building)

Quentin: Hey, it's all gone.

Tom: Yeah, I know. I'm right next to you.

Quentin: (looks at him)

Tom: (looks at him back)

Quentin: (runs up to building) Another note! (reads it) Dear everyone, the food has been donated.

Tom: That's it?

Quentin: Seems like it. 

(Silence)

Tom: Well, let's go home.

Quentin: Sure.

(They start walking back. and pass a house with a loud noise coming from it)

Tom: (looks inside window)

Guy In House: (laughs)

Tom: What?

Quentin: What? (comes over)

Tom: (looks around) CANS!

Quentin: Woah.

Guy: They thought it was for the needy...

Tom: Huh?

Guy: But, no. Now I got canned food to last me a lifetime!

(Tom and Quentin's jaws drop)

Guy: HEY WHAT THE-

Tom: (tries to punch open door, fails) YYEYEYEYEEEEEOUCH!

Guy: (opens door)

Quentin: What are you doing, Ron?

Ron: At least i'm not as gullible as everyone else around these parts.

Tom: (slaps Ron)

Ron: Hey, what kind of thing is this thing?

Tom: Be quiet.

Ron: Why should I?

Quentin: (lets out bloodcurling scream)

(Police suddenly arrive)

Ron: Oh, no.

Police: (come out, set up five different walls, each one harder than the last)

Tom: What the heck?

Cop: Oh, it's Ron. What happened? 

Quentin: You know the canned food drive?

Cop: Yeah... (looks inside house) WOAH, THERE.

Tom: We thought this was for those who needed it, not for...uh...him.

(Crowd begins to gather)

Cop: Alright, Ron. You know the drill. The worse the crime, the harder the wall.

(Wall 1: Gymnastics Mat Wall

Wall 2: Cardboard Wall

Wall 3: Wood Wall

Wall 4: Cold Metal Wall

Wall 5: Cold Metal Spiky Wall)

Ron: (scared)

Cop: Hmm....stealing and lying.....Wall 3.

Ron: But, I don't want a splinter....

Cop: (tosses Ron at Wall 3)

Tom: What the heck?

Quentin: This is normal.

Tom: Hehe....i'll be good here.

Ron: (hits wall, lands on Yarts' soft head) Thanks, kid.

Yarts: Um...you're welcome?

Tom: Well, now what, Quentin?

Quentin: I got an idea.

(Cut to a few days later)

(Tom and Quentin carrying a giant box full of cans)

Tom: It looks like our canned food drive was a great success.

Quentin: Indeed.

 

THE END

 

Author's Note: This isn't a PSA.

[MMM]

Season 1, Episode 4

 

4. Glass Stones

 

Quentin: (watching TV)

(Doorbell rings)

Quentin: Is Tom back?

(Doorbell keeps ringing)

Quentin: QUIET!

(Doorbell keeps ringing)

Quentin: (runs over and opens door)

Tom: (keeps ringing doorbell, sees Quentin, stops)

Quentin: (mad face)

Tom: (scared)

Quentin: (looks down) Wait, what's with the bucket?

Tom: (dumps contents of bucket on front porch)

Quentin: Oh, yeah.

Tom: These are some weird rocks you got down here.(holds up blue one shaped like a ceiling fan)

Quentin: (flicks small switch on bottom of stone, ceiling fan begins working)

Tom: Cool.

Quentin: Well, do you want to do with them?

(Cut to river)

Tom: So, throw at the river, and see how much it bounces.

Quentin: I'm a visual learner, please elaborate.

Tom: (blank expression) Okay. (throws stone, skips four times)

Quentin: Heh.

Tom: (looks far across river) A glass house?

Quentin: Yeah, Yarts lives there.

Tom: His house can float?

Quentin: I guess so.

Tom: Would we break it?

Quentin: Nah, it's actually really far away.

Tom: (pause) Okay. (puts hand into bucket) There's a lot of glass stones here...

Quentin: Right.

(beat)

(Tom and Quentin start skipping stones)

(Wipe to there being only one stone left)

Tom: Can I throw it?

Quentin: As long as it's a good throw.

Tom: I promise.

Quentin: ...and that it doesn't hit Yarts' house.

Tom: Uh...sure. (throws stone, doesn't skip)

Quentin: Wait...

(Stone heads for Yarts' house)

Quentin: Oh, no....DO SOMETHING, TOM!

Tom: Holy cow... (begins frantically swimming out to get the rock)

(Stone really close to hitting house)

Quentin: Too late.

Tom: NO!

(Stone hits house, destroys it)

Tom: (speechless)

Quentin: Hhdfskkssmmmmm....

(It starts raining glass)

Tom: RUN AWAY!

(They start running at ridiculous speeds)

Quentin: I didn't even knew you could even run that fast.

Tom: Neither could I.

Quentin: Ohhhh.

(They run into town)

Everyone: (panicking)

Tom: We messed up.

Quentin: Yarts!

Tom: What?!

(They can hear Yarts driving his car)

Yarts: It doesn't normally do this. Let's hope it's not like that at my house.

Tom: I feel sick.

Quentin: I probably feel worse than you do.

(Cut back to Yarts)

Yarts: (driving back to house) Doesn't look like it's glass raining here. (arrives at sand behind river) Wait, where's my house. (swims up to house) Oh.... (screams loudly)

(Cut back to Tom and Quentin, who hear scream)

Quentin: We're dead.

Tom: (too guilt ridden and sad to speak)

(Cut back to Yarts)

Yarts: What do I do? I need a house. Wait where did all my stuff go?

(Cut to the city, it begins raining down Yarts' possessions)

Darj: (walks out of Vwip's, almost gets crushed by kitchen table) What the heck?

(Cut back to Yarts)

Yarts: (looks back at pretzel shop close to him) I only have one thing left to do..... (walking to pretzel shop)

(Cut to pretzel shop)

Yarts: (opens door, bell rings)

Cashier: Oh, hey.

Yarts: Hey, Jrad.

Jrad: Say....do you know why it was raining glass.

Yarts: That.....was my house.

Jrad: WOAH, WHAT?

Yarts: Yeah, I found it in pieces.

Jrad: Hmm.....so you want a pretzel.

Yarts: Extra salty.

Jrad: (opens metal pretzel spinner, takes out pretzel) 2.341 qwershys.

Yarts: (pays the money)

(Tom and Quentin come in the store)

Tom: Oh, i'm so hungry....

Quentin: Yeah, I.....

(They both see Yarts, and freeze)

Tom: Hey, Yarts....

Quentin: Yeah, hey.

Yarts: Hey, guys. What's going on?

Tom: Oh, we're fine!

Quentin: Right.

Jrad: Okay.....you guys want anything?

Tom: No, i'm pretty good of all a sudden.

Jrad: Alright, it's closing a couple minutes, either way.

Yarts: Hey, can I go to your place?

Jrad: Well....i'm sort of renovating my apartment.

Yarts: That's OK.

(Cut to apartment hall)

Jrad: (uses to key to open door) There it is....

Yarts: Renovating, huh?

(Apartment is one couch hovering in the air)

Yarts: So....how does this work.

Jrad: Don't worry, you can air walk here.

Yarts: Oh, cool. I've always wanted to do that.

Jrad: Come on, i'll show you. (begins air running to the couch) I'm getting tired... (goes to sleep)

Yarts: Well, I guess i'll just sleep on the....floor.

(beat)

Yarts: (tries to lie down) This is harder than I thought (starts hardcore struggling) Nghh...nnghhh...

(Cut to apartment hall)

Yarts: (walks out, sighs, lays down on floor)

(THE NEXT MORNING)

Yarts: (wakes up, walks out of apartment) I wanna look at my broken house again...just because...

(Cut to river)

(Tom and Quentin are there)

Tom: We never should have done that.

Quentin: Yeah, but you were the one who throw the stone at his house.

Tom: Hey!

Yarts: WHAT?

Quentin: Heh.

Tom: Hey, you let me do it!

Yarts: You did it?

Tom: Well...yeah.

Yarts: nnnghhhAHHHHHH-

(Cut to humanoids rebuilding the house)

Tom: We're sorry.

Quentin: Yep....

Yarts: Just don't do it again.

Tom: Okay.

Quentin: That's it?

Yarts: Yeah.

(Tom and Quentin slowly back away, then start running)

 

THE END

[abisert]

I liked it

[MMM]

I haven't had time to work on the new episode, but i'll start on it tomorrow morning.

[MMM]

Alright, alright.

 

I've working on an episode since February on and off, but I started over cause it didn't like where it was going, so i'm going get to work on this. Hold on to your hats, the hiatus is almost over.

 

EDIT: Actually, I kinda don't feel like doing this series anymore. Maybe i'll stick to NA, maybe not, we will see

[SpongeBob's #1 Fan]

Please don't stop making these!