Fan:Christmas Skit Special

Christmas Skit Special

Author:	Samlooploop
Completion Status:	Complete

Chapter 1

*Phil, Spencer, Opal and Barry are feverishly watching the presents under the Christmas Tree on Christmas Eve*
Phil: They're staring at me funny.
Spencer: I.. must... know... what's in them.... *Reaches forward to grab one*
T.B.: *Walking behind them with a mound of wrapping paper and tape* Don't touch it.
Spencer: Humph. Fine. *Pushes in a giant x-ray machine* We won't touch them.
T.B.: Where did you get that?!
Spencer: I ordered it in the mail using the company funds.
*Scene flashes to the Mythran secretary reading the bill for the x-ray machine*
Secretary: I didn't order this...
*Scene flashes back*
Spencer: ...It didn't cost TOO much....
T.B.: That's it! You four act like a bunch of kids! I'm going to lock you all in the dorm until I've finished wrapping the last of the presents and have set up some kind of defense system to keep you from opening them before tomorrow!
Barry: I don't act like a kid.
Spencer: I do.
T.B.: Grr. *Shoves them into the nearest door and slams it shut*
Barry: Aw, now we'll never see what's in the presents! Not until tomorrow at least.
Spencer: Tomorrow??? TOMORROW???? TOMORROW?!?! I can't last all the way to tomorrow! The suspense will destroy me!! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO SURVIVE WITHOUT RIPPING OPEN MY PRESENTS A DAY EARLY?!?!
Phil: At the very least he could have put us in one of our rooms instead of the Opal's. *Shivers*
Opal: Hey! There's nothing wrong with my room!
Phil: The cooties... I can feel them.... crawling onto me..... help....
Opal: That's offending!! MOOOM!!! MY COWORKER IS OFFENDING MEEE!!!!
Barry: She can't hear you.
Opal: Moms hear everything.

Chapter 2

Spencer: *Has been rocking on his heels, muttering and generally having a nervous breakdown* MUST. KNOW. WHAT'S. IN. THE. PRESENTS. *Leaps to his feet* I won't stand for this! *Sits* This is worse than when all our readers punished us for trying to make THEM happy! (So what if we had to kick the author out in the process?) We MUST figure out what's in the presents! OR I'LL GO MAD!!!
Phil: You haven't already?
Spencer: THAT'S OFFENDING!
Barry: But how can we? We're in a locked room, and T.B. might see us if we get out.
Opal: Well, technically speaking, we are supposed to be agents.
Phil: We are?
Spencer: YES! BRILLIANT! In the overwhelming emotion of the moment I had completely forgotten that we are capable of unparralelled stealth and stupendous cunning! If there ever was a need to use all of our ninja/secretspy/duckzy/stealth/techie training, now is the time! So let us muster all our clandestineness, all of our chutzpah-ness, and every last drop of our sagacity!!! We will escape this prison and claim what is rightfully ours!!!
Phil: That is Captian Dictionary worthy! Let me write those down...
Barry: What training?
*Everyone looks at Barry*
Opal: Oh yeah, I forgot, you never trained. You can be, um, moral support? *Hands him a tiny, limp flag*
Barry: Go team.

Chapter 3

Spencer: Then we are agreed! Freedom shall be ours!!! *Tries to open the door* Augghh! It's locked! We've been foiled! Nooo! WE'LL NEVER ESCAPE!! *Sobs*
Opal: Locked? Hah. I can fix that! *Pulls out a huge bag*
Phil: What is that?
Opal: Just some hair care stuff. *Pulls out an ultra-sized bottle of gel* Nope. *Pulls out wind turbine* No. *Pulls out the Imagination Nexus* Nope. *Pulls out food coloring* Not that.
Barry: Food coloring?!
Opal: I make my own shampoo. It makes me feel special when it's pretty colors. *Pulls out crinkly map to Sampson's Hairbrush* No. *Pulls out Cat-combs* No again. *Pulls out lightsaber* No again again. *Pulls out a stick of lipstick* Oh, I was looking for this! *Starts putting it on*
Phil: JUST GET ON WITH IT!!
Opal: You're no fun. *Pulls out a bobby pin and picks the lock*
Spencer: About time. *Tries to push open the door*
*Nothing happens.*
Spencer: Something's stopping it.
Phil: This is taking too long. *Takes Opal's lightsaber and cuts a hole in the door* *The cut out part of the door falls backwards and hits him on the head*
Barry: That'll work.
*Everyone climbs through the hole* *Out of the corner of their eyes they notice the door had been aggressively taped shut, which had prevented the door from opening, but that is not what captures their attention. Even more presents have been placed under the tree, and the room is very clean. Too clean. Suspiciously clean.*
Opal: *Pulls out a bottle of hairspray and sprays the air in front of them* *Multiple- no, dozens- no, hundreds of red lazers become apparent, crisscrossing the room thickly; no doubt the work of an over-protective boss*
Phil: What's in that stuff?!
Opal: Severe bedhead calls for severe hairspray.
Spencer: There's too many lazers, we'll never be able to get to the tree. Is there a way to deactivate them?
Barry: Negative.
Spencer: Hmm.... See that vent above the tree? That's how we'll get there!

Chapter 4

Opal: I hate enclosed spaces. I won't go.
Spencer: What?? You abandon us? That's as bad as when Jonna left!! Fine! We'll go without you.
Phil: Vents are dusty. I'm allergic to dust.
Spencer: You jump ship too?! You unfaithful people! Very well- Barry and I alone shall discover what's in the presents! Let's go, Barry!
*Spencer and Barry go back into Opal's room and crawl into the ventilation shaft with some difficulty. Inside, it appears to be a completely normal ventilation shaft. They crawl forward, taking many turns, until- oh, the horror!!*
Barry: Do you smell... Yuki-Yaki???
Spencer: Eeeewww..... *They look down through some slits in the floor of the shaft into the kitchen*
*Phil is eating a freshly prepared batch of Yuki-Yaki*
Spencer: How'd he get there?
*They continue.... and continue...*
*Fifteen minutes later*
Barry: You know, for going from one end of a room to the other, this takes a while.
Spencer: I hope we're not lost. Perhaps I was wrong to turn right.
Barry: No, right is usually right in my experience.
Spencer: Right is always right, but sometimes right can be wrong.
Barry: What's left in this world if right is wrong?!
Spencer: Everything, except for right.
Barry: Wouldn't nothing be wrong then?
Spencer: If everything is right, yes.
Barry: But you just said everything is left.
Spencer: That's not right.
Barry: Then what is?
Spencer: Not this conversation, that's for sure.

Chapter 5

*Spencer and Barry continue through the ventilation shaft, in that order.*
Barry: Are we there yet?
Spencer: Almost, I think. Just a few mor- *GGAASSPP!!!* *Stops and goes rigid from fear*
Barry: What is it?! Is it a monster?! Is it a Hungry Mungry?! Is it a giant viper?! Is it a DUCKZ?!?!?!
Spencer: No... it's.. it's a.... it's a MOUSE!
*Crickets*
Barry: Really? You're scared of a small rodent? Seriously.
Spencer: What? No! IT HAS BARRY'S PHONE!!!
*Flashback to the last official chapter of Mythran Mayhem which was never finished*
*Startled, Phil lets go of the phone and a mouse (One of the live ones) instantly snatches it and scurries into a hole with it*
Phil: NNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO......................................
*End Flashback*
Spencer: Yes!! I can finally figure out what it was he wouldn't show me!!! REVENGE!!!
Barry: Revenge for what?
Spencer: For... nothing, I guess. BUT IT WILL BE SWEET!!!!
*Spencer dives for the mouse in the enclosed space and grabs the IStud phone, landing on the mouse and smashing it by accident*
*Mouse rebuilds a few feet away*
Mouse: Oh come on! I was checking my :star:Popular Social Site:star: page! Clumsy, thieving, annoying Mythrans... *Scurries down another shaft, muttering and squeaking*
Barry: I think that mouse was one of my Facebook friends...
Spencer: *Is tapping at the IStud screen obsessively* How does this thing work? Wait, this is the 9th version? Pfft, how outdated. I have the 24th.
Barry: I thought that came out yesterday.
Spencer: There! Last seen by Phil... OH MY GOODNESS!!!
Barry: WHAT IS IT?!
Spencer: I know what's in Phil's presents...