BLUE: [points at BRIAN] BRIAN, IS THAT OUR BUS?
BRIAN: um… okay. Yes! That’s! Our! Bus!
*The STUDIO AUDIENCE gasps.*
BLUE, leaning on her UMBRELLA: Brian, you know what to do!
[BRIAN spins the WHEEL OF BUS. it lands on “DEATH.”]
BLUE: CONGRATULATIONS on your WINNING SPIN!
BRIAN: Oh! Thank you! wait, ‘death’?
BLUE: DEATH!!!!!!!!11!1!!11!!!1!!11
[A TRAPDOOR opens in the floor under BRIAN. He falls, screaming.]
BRIAN: AAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUGGGGHHHH
[BLUE stands over the TRAPDOOR, looking into it contemplatively.]
*BRIAN continues screaming*
*screaming fades*
*silence*
*screaming begins again*
[camera cuts to everyone’s faces:
(Glenda is concerned in an angry/horrified way, Shandra is concerned in a sad way, Talon is making two guns tenderly kiss and hasn’t even noticed the screaming, Ray is expressionless, as always, Blue is still considering the trapdoor.)]
*screaming fades*
*silence*
*awkward pause*
BLUE: rip brian
RIP BRIAN INDEED! THAT WOULD’VE BEEN SO IMPACTFUL IF WE’D HAD ANY TIME TO GET TO KNOW HIM… WELL, GOOD THING THAT DIDN’T HAPPEN! WE’LL SEE WHAT HAPPENS AFTER BRIAN’S DEATH AFTER THIS SHORT BREAK!
*cut to commercial*
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