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- Percy: Where will the road lead us to? Jesse: Hopefully nowhere dangerous. Petra: Yeah. Like that White Pumpkin place. That was pretty gruesome. Lukas: Agreed. Percy: It's getting dark. Charmander, come on out! Jesse: Nice idea. Lukas: Yeah. Always nice to have some light. Axel: What's Reuben's problem? Jesse: I don't think he likes Charmander. Percy's Charmander: "Mander?" ("Whats wrong?") Reuben: (various oinks and squeals) (FIRE!!! FIRE!!! FIRE!!!) Percy's Charmander: "Man der?" ("Calm down") Boy: Well well well. Didn't expect to see you here. Girl: Order of the losers! Percy: Who are you? Olivia: It's a bit of a long story. (crosses her arms) Petra: Great, it's the Blaze Rod creeps. Percy's Charmander: "Man?" ("Who?") Olivia: Let's just say it involves a flint and steel, a city in the clouds, and these jerks. Petra: (grumbling) "Jerks" is an understatement. Aiden: Hey, where's the other two, huh? Ran off together? Olivia: (cold) They went to go find Reuben. Aiden: Oh. Yeah. The pig. Percy: A big one at that! Olivia: (whispers) Uhh.. Percy? Reuben's a piglet. Percy: (whispers) I knew that. Lukas: Hey, we- (notices the Blaze Rods) Oh, great. Aiden: Awww, it's Cinderella and her Prince Charming. Percy's Charmander: "Charmander?" ("Was that a compliment?") Jesse: Aiden, for the last time, Lukas and I are not dating!! Lukas: (under his breath) But I want to. Jesse: What? Lukas: Nothing! Percy: (chuckling) Jesse and Lukus sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G! Percy's Charmander: (chuckling) "Char Char" ("Nice one") Lukas: (glares at Percy) Really? Really?! Lukas: (grumbling) I don't believe this. Lukas: If that's a cat or something, I'm out. Lukas: Someone wanna tell me what kind of bird that is? Percy: Thats a Spearow. Pokedex: Spearow, the Tiny Bird Pokemon. A Normal and Flying type. Farmers whose fields are troubled by bug Pokémon appreciate Spearow for its vigorous appetite and look after it. Lukas: Why the hell does every bird in existence hate me?! Aiden: Because your hair looks like hay. Percy: I don't think that was the case, Lukas. It appears this wild Spearow likes you, it was showing affection. Lukas: Affection?! AFFECTION?! AFFECTION?! TRYING TO RIP MY FACE OFF IS AFFECTION IN THIS WORLD?! Jesse: Lukas, chill out... Spearow: (sweatdropping) Spear row... (Calm down...) Lukas: Okay, fine, it was being affectionate. Petra: Hey, Lukas.. There's a cat behind you! Lukas: Not cool, Petra! Spearow: (also glaring) Spear row... (Not funny...) Jesse: Yeah, that wasn't very funny, Petra. Spearow: (glaring at Petra) Spear row... (You're mean....) Petra: I'm not mean, just mischievous. Jesse: She's got a point. Percy: Who does? Jesse: Petra. She's usually pretty cool. Percy: How? Petra: In my own special way. (grins)
- Mordecai: *awes* Alright dude, time to get up. (Rigby whines) Come on, Rigby. (Rigby whines more.) Dude, get up. We got to get ready for work. Rigby: (sits up) Okay. Okay. (grunts) Mordecai: (stands up) Dude, this is so cool. I never got a job that got you a place to live. Rigby: I never even had a job. (Rigby gets the dirty clothes off of him while Mordecai is watching him struggle getting it off.) Mordecai: Yeah, about that. (Rigby gets up and puts the dirty clothing in one corner.) I kinda told them you'd be a good idea to hire, so can you try not to do the whole "Rigby thing". Rigby: "Rigby thing"? What do you mean? Mordecai: I mean you're lazy. Rigby: What? I'm not lazy. Mordecai: Dude, you were lazy to fill up the application for this job. That's why I had to vouch for in the first place. Rigby: (angrily) Just cause I was too lazy to do something boring like filling in a job application doesn't mean I'm lazy. Mordecai: Okay. Okay. Look. Let's just both promise that starting right now we're not gonna do anything to screw this up. Okay? Rigby: Okay. You think there's breakfast stuff in the kitchen? (Mordecai thinks...) Mordecai: Only one way to find out. (Scene changes in the fridge where Mordecai opens it.) Mordecai: ...Milk. Rigby: ...Cereal. (Gets the cereal.) Mordecai & Rigby: ...Combine. Mordecai: This is the only clean spoon left dude. Let's play "Punchies" for it. Rigby: Okay. Me first. (Rigby punches Mordecai but, gets surprised when he thought it was weak. Mordecai laughs then punches Rigby hard in his arm.) Owww...Take it. Mordecai: (laughs then talks with his mouth full) Man, so far this job is awesome! I still can't believe we get our own rooms! Rigby: Dude, those rooms aren't cool. There's nothing in them. I had to sleep on the floor last night. Mordecai: Well, yeah, I mean. We could get some stuff for it by earning some money. You know? Rigby: I guess. Mordecai: You want some milk. Rigby: Yeah. Benson: Hey! Please don't eat up in the table like that. Pops: Like what? (Gentle music appears when the scene is shown closer to a chair that Pops & Benson are taking out. Scene then shows Mordecai & Rigby in shock staring at it when they're not even paying attention to what they're doing.) Oh my. I never seen anyone eating cereal like that. How quaint! Benson: Yeah, well they shouldn't be doing that. That's what the bowls are for. Pops: Oh, they're fine! Mordecai: ...Did you see that chair? Rigby: I love chairs... Mordecai: Hey, Pops! What are you doing with that chair? Pops: Oh, well. I no longer require its services. So, Benson & I are taking it to the place where the big man-made come upon & wisk it away to magic trash city! Benson: We're throwing it away. Rigby: Aw, what? Mordecai: Yeah, why would you throw that thing out? It looks awesome. Can we at least check it out, before you chuck it? Rigby: (Quickly) Yeah, can we at least check it, before you chuck it? (Pops & Benson put the chair down.) Pops: (Laughs) Oh, that would be fine. (Rigby laughs.) Mordecai: Yeahhh... Benson: Look, I gotta get back to work. You guys help him throw it away when you're done. Mordecai: Aw, man this chair is awesome. Look how awesome it looks. Rigby: Dude, it sounds like old man pants. Mordecai: (laughs) I'm gonna sit in it. Rigby: Good idea. Rigby: What? What's wrong? (Mordecai positions with the chair in many ways to feel comfortable.) Mordecai: (quickly) This is the most uncomfortable chair I ever sat in. Rigby: Aw, what? Let me try it. Pops: Yes, I'm afraid it's true, I purchased it through the post, and it just isn't as comfortable as it looks. Rigby: Awwwwwww. This is terrible. Maybe we're just not sitting it right. Mordecai: Hmm, Hmm. Rigby: Come on baby, come on baby, come on! Come on baby!!! Rigby: Ugh. It's just not comfortable, man. If you ask me, I think we should throw it away. Pops: Oh, Well, Yes, that's what I'm on my way to do. Mordecai: Hey Pops, Since you're throwing it out anyway, can I just have it? Rigby: No, let me have it! Mordecai: I asked him first. Come on, Pops! Rigby: No, Pops, me! Pops: Well, I don't think I know who to give it to, But if you two can settle it between yourselves, then you're more than welcome to have it. Mordecai: Yeah, let's play punches. Rigby: No way! I'm not playing that game with you anymore. If we're playing for something like that chair, then we need to play a game that takes a little more skill. Mordecai: How much skill? Rigby: Rock paper scissors. Pops: Oh, I adore rock paper scissors. Although where I come from, we called it quartz parchment shears. Mordecai: Alright, how do you wanna play it. Are we go in a one-two-three go? Or one-two-three, shoot on three? Rigby: Let's do it on three. Mordecai: Alright, fine. But let's stretch first. I don't wanna put my ham or whatever. Rigby: Okay. Muscle Man: What's up with the new guys? Pops: They're getting ready to play quartz parchment shears for my old Silounna. Muscle Man: Nice. You know who else gonna play quartz parchment shears for your old Silounna? Pops: Who? Muscle Man: My mom! Muscle Man: See? I told you I was gonna say it! Mordecai: Ready? Rigby: Hmm. (Mordecai and Rigby Play quartz parchment shears one tie) Pops: Oh my! (Mordecai and Rigby Play quartz parchment shears two ties and Pops laugh) Benson: Shouldn't you guys be throwing that thing away? Pops: Benson, come quick! Quartz parchment shears and they already tied two times, it's absolutely fascinating! Benson: I have work to do. and they shouldn't be playing that. It's an evil game. Pops: Whoo, an evil game. Rigby: Two ties. you don't know what I'm throwing next, baby! Mordecai: Pfft! I already know what you're gonna throw before you even throw it, baby! Rigby: That's not even possible, baby! (Mordecai and Rigby Play quartz parchment shears eight ties and Pops watches in amazement; Rigby kicks the dirt) Mordecai: Come on! (He walks away) Pops: Good show! Jolly good show! (He pulls out a walkie talkie) Everyone, come quick! The most amazing game of quartz parchment shears is happening right now! (laughs)
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