Sauce's Clues

[Aya♥]

It's a bird!  It's a plane!  It's a Clue!

That's right, Aya here with a brand spanking new lit (even tho it will be somewhat similar to Clapwald, not dying every episode though).  So just like before, if you want to be a certain character, ask!  I've already laid out a few of the characters:

Steve will be played by Webby

Mr. Salt and Mrs. Pepper and their children will be played by  Dr. Sex, Elastic, Ex, and Dragiin

Mailbox will be played by Box.

[sbl]

Is this like a blue's clues type of thing?

[MMM]

Best

Lit

Evah

[Aya♥]

Is this like a blue's clues type of thing?

yes

[Old Man Jenkins]

I call Slippery Soap

[Aya♥]

I call Slippery Soap

WOAH

[MMM]

Here is my request to be in.....

 

 

Please?

[So Sejima]

I CALL THE THINKING CHAIR

[Aya♥]

Here is my request to be in.....

 

 

Please?

who do you want to be tho

[MMM]

who do you want to be tho

Is Shovel an option?

[Aya♥]

Is Shovel an option?

absolutely!

[MMM]

Well OK then!

[Aya♥]

New additions:

Sauce will be playing Blue

MMM will be playing Shovel

Cha will be playing Periwinkle

Omair will be playing Side Table Drawer

Trophy will be playing The Thinking Chair

[Doctor Sex]

I hope im a good parent/kid

[So Sejima]

I hope im a good parent/kid

that's a good baby

[Aya♥]

I hope im a good parent/kid

you are Mr. Salt

[OWM]

Dibs on Purple Kangaroo.

[OWM]

Dibs on Purple Kangaroo.

[Aya♥]

Sauce's Clues
Episode 1:  What Is That Chinging Noise?

 

Webby:  "Hi out there!  It's me, Webby, have you seen Sauce, my puppy?"


Lurkers:  "There she is!"


Webby:  "Oh, get the hell in here."


Sauce:  "Arf, bow wow."


Webby:  "Oh, sup...do you...hear that chinging noise?  Yeah, think I'm gonna need your ears to figure out this chinging noise.  Will you listen with me?  You will?  Ok good.  Shh."  Webby backs up and listens.  He points to the left and walks into his bedroom.  He stands there and listens as SG Tok looks on.  He then points at his coat hanger and goes over to his keys.


Webby:  "Do you think these keys are making that chinging noise?"  he grabs them and fondles them.


Lurkers:  "NO WAY ESAY!"


Webby:  "Ah, good listening.  Yeah, it's more of a chinging sound."  Webby then checks in his den, where the sounds grows larger.  "We must be getting closer, the chinging noise is louder.  He walks over to the wind chimes and Sauce reading a book, because apparently dogs can read.


Webby:  "So, do you see what is making that chinging noise?"


Lurkers:  "THE WIND CHIMES HOLMES!"


Sauce:  "Bow bow wow!"


Webby:  "Oh, that wind chime is killing my ears."  he walks over and throws it on the ground,  "Hey there Sauce.  We heard that fucking wind chime all the one from the living room.  I do hate those wind chimes."   Sauce's ear raises,  "Oh, do you hear something else Sauce?"


Sauce, shaking her head:  "Bow wow wow!"


Webby:  "Hmm, I don't hear shit.  Do you hear anything?  Uh Sauce, you must be cray.  What do you hear?"


Sauce gets up and slaps a huge blue set of fake eyelashes on the screen.


Webby:  "Oh!  We'll play Sauce Clues to figure out what that dog is smoking.  Sounds good to me, BWAHAHA!"  he then does the dance,  "We are gonna play Sauce Clues, cause it's really fun, yeah!  So remember, Sauce's eyelashes will be on the clues, Sauce Clues.  So, how should we get rid of these eyelashes?"  Webby listens as the wind blows in the background,  "Now, I've heard of this sound before, what the fuck is it called agayn?"


Lurkers:  "WIND YA DUMBASS!"


Webby:  "Oh yeah, that shit."  then the lashes blow off the screen.  "Hey, that was a breeze!  Hahaha....  You know what we need to play Sauce Clues, our handy dandy..."


Lurkers:  "LLAMA BOOK!"


Webby:  "Llama Book, right."  Webby walks over to Side Table Omair and kneels next to him.


Omair:  "Webby, close your eyes!  Do you know what this sound is?"  Omair takes a sip of milk.


Weeby:  "That's...  That's the sound of me taking my Llama Notebook and getting the hell out of here."  he opens up Omair and grabs his Notebook and Crayon.


Omair:  "That wasn't the sound at all D: "


Webby:  "To play Sauce Clues, we've gotta find..."


Lurkers:  "EYE LASHES!"


Webby:  "Oh Eye Lashes, right, and that's our first..."


Lurkers:  "CLUE!"


Webby:  "A Clue?"


Lurkers:  "A CLUE!"


Webby:  "And then we put it in our..."


Lurkers:  "LLAMA!"


Weeby and Sauce:  "Cuz they're Sauce Clues, Sauce Clues!  We got find another Eyelash, that's our second Clue!  We put it in our Llama, cuz they're who's Clues?  Sauce Clues!  We gotta find the last Eyelash, that's the last Clue!  We gotta put it our Llama cuz they're Clues?  Sauce Clues!  You know what to do!  Sit down in our Trophy Chair and think, think, thiiink.  Cuz when we use our minds and take a step at a time, we can do, anything....That we wanna do!"


Weeby:  "Ok, now we have to find that drug she is smoking.  Will you help me?  Oh!  You will!  Damn it...  So, do you hear which way Sauce went?"  -Sauce went right-

 

 

Lurkers:  "THAT WAY MANG!"


Weeby:  "Oh that way  great.  Let's go.  We are listening for Sauce Clues, we are listening for Sauce Clues, we are...listening for...Sauce Clues.  What da fuck is that dripping sound?  Do you know what it is?  Let's go see."  Weeby walks over to the sink, dripping water, where Mr. Sex and Mrs. Elastic are hanging out.


Mrs. Elastic:  "Psst, Weeby, listen!"  he plays D12 her mini jukebox.


Mr. Sex:  "Listen!  It's shit!"


Weeby:  "Oh, that's what it is, shit.  Can you make the sound?  My band, my band, my band.~"


Lurkers:  "A CLUE, A CLUE!"


Weeby:  "Close, it's more of a shitting sound."


Lurker:  "NO YOU DUMBASS, A CLUE!"   Weeby looks over and see's the water droplets from the sink have eyelashes stuck to them.


Weeby:  "Oh yeah, there's a clue right on this...water thing.  You know what we need now, our handy dandy, Llama Book.  Ok, now doo doo doo, here we go drawin shit.  This looks like water drops right?  Now we've got to figure out what Sauce is smokin, so our first clue are these drops of water.  What could Sauce smoke with this water?  OOO, OOO IT SOUNDS LIKE, IT SOUNDS LIKE, we've gotta find more shit to figure this out, BWAHAHAHA.  Cum on."  Weeby walks into the dining room and hears some shit outside.


Weeby:  "Who the hell is playin in my yard?"


Lurkers:  "Wumbo and Milkmaidman!"


Weeby:  "Oh, those bastards.  Let's go beat em up."  Weeby runs over to them, and kneels next to them,  "Hi Milkmaid, hi Wumbo."


Wumbo and Milkmaid:  "Hi...weeby."


All three start to laugh for no reason.


Weeby:  "You guys must have been smokin what Sauce was smokin."  Just then, a gopher pops up out of the ground.


Weeby:  "OH SHIT!"  he runs inside his kitchen,  "I hate gophers man."


Lurkers:  "A CLUE, A CLUE!"


Weeby:  "Where?"


Lurkers:  "Right there!"   Weeby looks up to see a cloud with eyelashes painted on it.


Weeby:  "Damn Sauce, gotta right dis down in my handy dandy, Llama!  Draw some bumpy shit, swirly stuff.  There's ya fuckin cloud.  So we've got water drops, and now a cloud.  Gee, I have no idea what this could be, let's find those last eyelashes!"  just then, an anonymous voice said,

Anonymous Voice:  "MAIL TIME, MAIL TIME, MAIL TIME, MAAAIIILLL TIME!"


Weeby:  "Ooo, you know that sound.  The mail!  Cum on!"


Weeby and Sauce:  "Here's the mail it never fails, it makes me wanna wag my tail, when it comes I wanna wail, MAAAIIIIILLLLLL!"  Weeby plops his ass down in the Trophy Chair and looks at Idiot Mailbox.


Idiot Mailbox:  "Weeby, ya wanna hear my favorite funny sound?"


Weeby:  "Shoot."


Idiot Mailbox:  "BLARG!"  (Author's note, I seriously cannot type out what Mailbox did in the actual episode, it was seriously weird)


Weeby:  "PFFT BAHAHAHAHA!  BLARG!  I like that, that's good."


Idiot Mailbox:  "How about FFTBLARG."


Weeby:  "Just give me my letter."


Idiot Mailbox:  "Here's ya letta!"


Weeby:  "Oh look, it's a letter from our friends!"

Weeby:  "Bye!  Ooo, fun sound game, haha.  Hey do you hear that?  It's that damn chinging noise again.  I smell something too...odd.  Ahh, that's it, we heard Mr. Sex and Mrs. Elastic popping popcorn!"


Mrs. Elastic:  "Allo Webby!  It's movie time!"


Webby:  "Movie...time?"


Mrs. Elastic:  "Webby, we cannot hear our B Horror Movie!"


Exrica:  "No sound!  No sound!"


Mr. Sex:  "I know how to fix this problem."  Mr. Sex fiddles with the projector, but fucks up the movie.  "Oops, no I don't."


Sauce:  "Bow wow wow, wow wow wow!"  she hops into the movie.


Weeby:  "Sauce just Scdaused right into that movie.  I need to figure out what she's smokin.  Sauce Scdaused, we can too!"  Weeby Scdaused into a theater.


Weeby:  "Woah!  It's the movie!  Where's the sound?  Sounds like Sauce found something stupid, I'm sure."  Sauce presses some buttons and it makes sounds.


Weeby:  "Fascinating, now let's find that third eyelash!"


Lurkers:  "A CLUE!  A CLUE!"


Weeby:  "Oh, you see Sauce?"


Lurker:  "OH MY GOD, THERE'S A CLUE RIGHT THERE."


Weeby:  "Oh, it's here on this pink button!  It's probs the sound, let's hear it!  -a thunder noise cums out-  Yikes, let's write this thunder down in our handy dandy, Llama.  Draw some explosions here, the twin towers there, and there, we have the boom sound!  We have all three Sauce Clues!  We're ready to sit in our..."


Lurkers:  "TROPHY CHAIR!"


Weeby:  "Trophy Chair right, let's go!"  him and Sauce Scdause back into the house, and sit in the Trophy Chair.  "Ok, now that we're in our Trophy Chair, let's Troph.  You will help me right?  Good.  Ok, we've got these rain drops, this cloud, and a booming sound.  This is a tough one fellers.  Well, maybe the water goes into a container, and the "clouds" come out.  And thunder...hmmm, ah ha!  I know it, it's Thunder Kush!  Yeah, that's it!  Sauce has been smoking some Thunder Kush!  We've just figure out Sauce Clues!"


Weeby stands up and dances,  "We just figure out Sauce Clues, We just figure out Sauce Clues, We just figure out Sauce Clues, cuz we smart.  Alright Sauce, where's that kush, you've got some token up to do!  Oh, thank you so much for all your help today, listening and shit."


Weeby:  "For now it's time for so long, but we'll sing just, one more shit.  Thanks for smoken your part, you sure are smart!  You know with me, and you and my dog Sauce, we can smoke anything, that we wanna smoke!  See ya, buh bye!"  Weeby waves as the door closes on the camera

 

 

 

 

[So Sejima]

The Trophy chair rocks