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ax_mainThis is only the best sitcom ever, you guys.
FADE IN:
On a black background, WIDE PINK CURSIVE LETTERS spell out: Just Jestin'!
The chorus of lovelytheband's These are my friends starts playing.
These are my friends, these are my friends
I love them, I love them
These are my friends, these are my friends
I love them
And they don't care who you are
They don't care what you do, no
These are my friends, these are my friends
I love them, I love them
Over it, the black background DISSOLVES TO:
INT. JESTER'S APARTMENT - DAY
JESTER, GILMORE, BOBBY and THOR claiming seats on the couch and on its arms, smiling, happy.
SLIDE TO:
INT. JESTER'S APARTMENT - DAY
JESTER and GILMORE hug excitedly.
SLIDE TO:
INT. JESTER'S APARTMENT - DAY
BOBBY chills Jester's glass of soda, then hands it to her. She takes it with a bright smile.
SLIDE TO:
INT. JESTER'S APARTMENT - DAY
JESTER leans her elbow on her couch's arm, chin on her hand, and sighs dreamily.
CUT TO:
JESTER'S POV:
Out the window, THOR is suspended in a harness and cleaning her windows, shirtless.
SLIDE TO:
INT. JESTER'S APARTMENT - DAY
JESTER and GILMORE do a happy little waltz.
SLIDE TO:
INT. BOBBY'S APARTMENT - DAY
BOBBY and GILMORE tilt their coffee mugs against each other in a toast.
SLIDE TO:
INT. THOR'S APARTMENT - DAY
THOR does a couple of one-handed pull ups in a row, effortlessly, then drops to the floor and grins wide at the camera.
SLIDE TO:
INT. JESTER'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
BOBBY is holding one of JESTER's hands. He steps closer, and GILMORE drops out of an air duct above them, breaking the moment.
SLIDE TO:
INT. GILMORE'S APARTMENT - DAY
Amid a mess of half-finished gizmos, gadgets and jewelry, GILMORE is working on something with a wide magnifying glass in front of his eyes, suspended from a headband.
SLIDE TO:
INT. JESTER'S APARTMENT - DAY
JESTER's tongue is sticking out of her mouth as she focuses on what she is painting on a canvas. There is a smudge of pink on her cheek.
GILMORE walks into frame, lays a hand on her shoulder, and pecks her cheek. When she looks up, he is beckoning for her to join him.
CUT TO:
Her couch, where BOBBY is sitting. JESTER and GILMORE join him, radiant, and THOR walks into frame, perching himself on the couch's arm.
A GIANT BLUE HAND reaches across the shot and writes, in WIDE PINK CURSIVE LETTERS: Just Jestin'!. As the BACKGROUND FADES TO BLACK, it adds a couple of blue horns around the dot of the I, and a blue tail to the dot of the exclamation mark.
END CREDITS.
CUT TO:
Jester chewed on the end of her pencil, then added a few more lines to the drawing. It was a very, very cute (very hot, very shirtless, very sweaty) sketch of Thor, with a hand on his hip and a winning smile on his face, holding his hand out to a blushing Jester.
Jester sighed. "If only I could make this come true..."
[The audience awwws.]
Jester's front door opened, and she immediately slapped the notebook shut, turning around to see who it might be. "Yes, hi, yes! How are you?"
Gilmore rushed through the front door, wearing very skinny jeans and a bright purple t-shirt, his black hair a wild mane held back artfully by a pair of safety goggles pushed back on his forehead. He quickly pushed the door shut and pressed himself back against it as though trying to hold something back, his brown eyes comically wide.
[The audience cheers and wolf-whistles as Gilmore pants for breath against the door.]
"Jester! You have to help me. It's all happening again... !" Gilmore gasped. From the gap at the bottom of the door, something bright pink and oddly... fluffy... began to creep in from outside.
"Gilmore!" Jester exclaimed, then rushed over to put her back to the door, too. (She was, by far, the stronger of the two.) "What happened? Is that..." She crouched down and broke off a piece of pink fluff, then popped it into her mouth, all the while keeping a hand braced against the door.
She put her back to the door again and gave Gilmore a long suffering sigh. "Cotton candy? Again?"
[Audience laughter.]
"I mean," Jester went on, "at least it is very tasty. Is that a new flavor?"
[More laughter.]
Gilmore paused, cocked his hip, and grinned at Jester. "Oh, yes, actually, it's strawberry-banana, what do you think?"
"Let me in!!!" Bobby shouted from the window, a panicked expression on his face. He was liberally covered in pink cotton candy.
Through another window, Thor ambled by, pink covered shirt slung over his shoulder. Somehow, his hair had been spared the candy onslaught.
[Whistles and catcalls from the audience.]
Gilmore heard Bobby banging at the window and seemed to suddenly remember their predicament, pressing back against the door again. "I think I can hold this just a little longer!" Gilmore gasped dramatically. "Go! Save Bobby!"
"Don't take this the wrong way, Gilmore, but you're about as strong as a newborn kitten," Jester retorted. "You go! I'll hold the door." And then, brightly but in a rush, "Also, that flavour is really good! Good job!"
[Audience laughter.]
Gilmore hopped away from the door, skidded across the wood floor in his socks, windmilled his arms for half a second, and landed beside the window where Bobby was knocking in a panic. He pushed the window up -- clearly having a bit of a struggle with it, proving Jester's commentary about his strength absolutely correct. As he heaved the window up to give Bobby room to climb in, he did a quick double-take at something apparently off-stage.
"Thor!" he shouted out the window, with obvious relief. "Just who we need! Save Bobby before he's consumed by sugary goodness!"
"What?" Thor glanced over, obviously surprised at being addressed. He looked over the situation and dropped his shirt before bounding forward. "I shall save you, friend Bobby! The window will be no hindrance to your stature!" Which... probably meant he'd be given a boost but really, it was hard to tell.
"Hey, no height jokes! Why are there always height jokes?" Bobby protested, trying to scramble in through the window without any assistance - and without notable success, at least partially because he seemed to be using only one hand.
The door behind Jester's back creaked ominously, cotton candy already gathering around her feet. "Hurry up, you guys!"
Gilmore clearly forgot all about helping Bobby when Thor rushed over shirtless, and instead leaned on his elbows on the windowsill, kicking up one foot and watching with admiration. "Sooooo," he singsonged while Thor and Bobby struggled. "How's it goinnnn'?"
[Audience laughter.]
Thor managed quite easily with a heave that barely set his biceps straining. He looked up at Gilmore with a blindingly white smile. "It is quite well!" He said enthusiastically. "We shall vanquish this strange cloud that has set upon us!"
Bobby faceplanted on the floor, but looked up at Jester, grinned sheepishly, and held up a paper toweling roll largely covered with cotton candy. "Brought you something?" he offered.
"Is it going to help me hold this door?" Jester asked in a rush of words. She'd turned around to put her hands flat against the bulging door and was pushing hard against it. "Thoooor can you come help meeee?"
Gilmore had been twirling a lock of hair around his finger and smiling at Thor, ignoring the obvious peril, and the fact that he had caused it. When Jester called out to Thor, though, he turned to glance very obviously between Jester valiantly holding the door, well-muscled Thor coming through the window, and well-meaning Bobby half-sprawled on the floor. Stroking his goatee speculatively for a moment, he decided that it was obvious who needed his help most.
Bending down, he offered a hand up to Bobby, and while he was close, stage-whispered to him: "Science says that water melts sugar. Got it, hero?"
"Certainly, fair maid!" Thor strode over to the door and leaned on it with one hand, holding it in place easily. "Might there be a plan to deal with this troublesome pink cloud?"
"I got it!" With a grateful look up at Gilmore, Bobby sat up and stretched out his hand - first the one holding the improvised cotton candy, then, after a moment's delay for obvious consideration and a sheepish look, the other - and fired off a blast of ice at the cotton candy that had made it through the opening.
"Thank you!" Jester exclaimed, looking at Bobby, and then Thor, to beam at him as she straightened up, letting him hold the door. "And you!" She forced herself to look away, and at Gilmore. "But not you."
[Audience laughter.]
"What happened? I thought you'd sworn off cotton candy!" But more of the pink sugary goodness was squeezing in under the door, and she wound some around her finger before popping it into her mouth. "I mean, it is really good though."
Gilmore straightened up instantly, smiling a guilty smile and poking a fingertip in his dimple, scuffing one foot behind the other like the little stinker he was. "Would you believe I just got really hungry?"
[Audience awwwws.]
"Friend Gilmore!" Thor said, still holding the door, though it was starting to become a little difficult, enough to make muscles ripple just enough... "How might you possibly be satisfied with such a thing? Tis but sugar and air!"
"Yeah, but it's really tasty sugar and air." Bobby scrambled to his feet, very obviously trying to grab Jester's attention away from Thor's flexing muscles by offering her the cotton candy he'd brought with him. "It's just also really tasty sugar and air that's invaded my apartment." He glanced over at Gilmore. "I don't suppose it's going to just disappear on its own, huh?"
"Um," said Gilmore, but right on cue, an ominous crackling and popping sounded from behind the door. It grew louder and louder, until suddenly all of the cottony fluff threatening the door and just outside the window burst! into pink-and-yellow coated kernels of popcorn. A veritable rain of popcorn flooded against the window and spilled under the bottom of the door.
Gilmore winced, comically, at every lingering pop from outside. Just as he opened his mouth to speak in the silence that followed, a final pop made him wince again.
Jester had just been reaching for the cotton candy Bobby was holding out to her when it suddenly popped into - "Pink popcorn!" Her cupped hands had caught some of the popcorn, and she immediately brought one to her mouth and smiled happily as she munched. "You've managed to outdo yourself, Gilmore. In a very tasty way!"
[Audience laughter.]
The pressure released, Thor slid back against the door with a thump and beamed at Jester. "Your peril is slain, fair maid! Transformed, the candy serpent has lost its teeth!"
[MORE audience laughter.]
"Well, y'know, four out of five dentists surveyed will tell you that candy's bad for teeth," Bobby pointed out with a grin as he popped a handful of popcorn into his mouth. "The other one's busy eating the candy," he added in a barely intelligible addendum." He swallowed and looked at Gilmore, frowning. "If the cotton candy turns into popcorn, and popcorn is puffier, won't it...
The sound of more popcorn popping outside the door increases, and the door begins to push open again.
"I'm too pretty to die like this," Gilmore drawled to no one in particular, and sauntered -- quickly -- to duck behind the sofa.
"Better get it over with now," Jester said, and reached out to open the door.
Thor simply looked intrigued at the noises, flexing as he prepared to face a new enemy! "Once again, we face an unspeakable foe!"
Bobby spared a moment to gawk at Thor flexing, then shook his head and with visible difficulty pulled his attention back to the door. "Well, there's always room for popcorn, right?" he joked. Just as the door burst inwards and a mountain of popcorn began pouring through. "Or maybe not!"
Jester laughed as she opened the door and the popcorn slid into her apartment, coming to a halt after a few long seconds. It reached up to their waist, and she looked at her friends. "I hope you all know what this means." A pause, and then, "Movie night!"
[Audience laughter.]
[End Credits]
FADE IN:
On a black background, WIDE PINK CURSIVE LETTERS spell out: Just Jestin'!
The chorus of lovelytheband's These are my friends starts playing.
These are my friends, these are my friends
I love them, I love them
These are my friends, these are my friends
I love them
And they don't care who you are
They don't care what you do, no
These are my friends, these are my friends
I love them, I love them
Over it, the black background DISSOLVES TO:
INT. JESTER'S APARTMENT - DAY
JESTER, GILMORE, BOBBY and THOR claiming seats on the couch and on its arms, smiling, happy.
SLIDE TO:
INT. JESTER'S APARTMENT - DAY
JESTER and GILMORE hug excitedly.
SLIDE TO:
INT. JESTER'S APARTMENT - DAY
BOBBY chills Jester's glass of soda, then hands it to her. She takes it with a bright smile.
SLIDE TO:
INT. JESTER'S APARTMENT - DAY
JESTER leans her elbow on her couch's arm, chin on her hand, and sighs dreamily.
CUT TO:
JESTER'S POV:
Out the window, THOR is suspended in a harness and cleaning her windows, shirtless.
SLIDE TO:
INT. JESTER'S APARTMENT - DAY
JESTER and GILMORE do a happy little waltz.
SLIDE TO:
INT. BOBBY'S APARTMENT - DAY
BOBBY and GILMORE tilt their coffee mugs against each other in a toast.
SLIDE TO:
INT. THOR'S APARTMENT - DAY
THOR does a couple of one-handed pull ups in a row, effortlessly, then drops to the floor and grins wide at the camera.
SLIDE TO:
INT. JESTER'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
BOBBY is holding one of JESTER's hands. He steps closer, and GILMORE drops out of an air duct above them, breaking the moment.
SLIDE TO:
INT. GILMORE'S APARTMENT - DAY
Amid a mess of half-finished gizmos, gadgets and jewelry, GILMORE is working on something with a wide magnifying glass in front of his eyes, suspended from a headband.
SLIDE TO:
INT. JESTER'S APARTMENT - DAY
JESTER's tongue is sticking out of her mouth as she focuses on what she is painting on a canvas. There is a smudge of pink on her cheek.
GILMORE walks into frame, lays a hand on her shoulder, and pecks her cheek. When she looks up, he is beckoning for her to join him.
CUT TO:
Her couch, where BOBBY is sitting. JESTER and GILMORE join him, radiant, and THOR walks into frame, perching himself on the couch's arm.
A GIANT BLUE HAND reaches across the shot and writes, in WIDE PINK CURSIVE LETTERS: Just Jestin'!. As the BACKGROUND FADES TO BLACK, it adds a couple of blue horns around the dot of the I, and a blue tail to the dot of the exclamation mark.
END CREDITS.
CUT TO:
Jester chewed on the end of her pencil, then added a few more lines to the drawing. It was a very, very cute (very hot, very shirtless, very sweaty) sketch of Thor, with a hand on his hip and a winning smile on his face, holding his hand out to a blushing Jester.
Jester sighed. "If only I could make this come true..."
[The audience awwws.]
Jester's front door opened, and she immediately slapped the notebook shut, turning around to see who it might be. "Yes, hi, yes! How are you?"
Gilmore rushed through the front door, wearing very skinny jeans and a bright purple t-shirt, his black hair a wild mane held back artfully by a pair of safety goggles pushed back on his forehead. He quickly pushed the door shut and pressed himself back against it as though trying to hold something back, his brown eyes comically wide.
[The audience cheers and wolf-whistles as Gilmore pants for breath against the door.]
"Jester! You have to help me. It's all happening again... !" Gilmore gasped. From the gap at the bottom of the door, something bright pink and oddly... fluffy... began to creep in from outside.
"Gilmore!" Jester exclaimed, then rushed over to put her back to the door, too. (She was, by far, the stronger of the two.) "What happened? Is that..." She crouched down and broke off a piece of pink fluff, then popped it into her mouth, all the while keeping a hand braced against the door.
She put her back to the door again and gave Gilmore a long suffering sigh. "Cotton candy? Again?"
[Audience laughter.]
"I mean," Jester went on, "at least it is very tasty. Is that a new flavor?"
[More laughter.]
Gilmore paused, cocked his hip, and grinned at Jester. "Oh, yes, actually, it's strawberry-banana, what do you think?"
"Let me in!!!" Bobby shouted from the window, a panicked expression on his face. He was liberally covered in pink cotton candy.
Through another window, Thor ambled by, pink covered shirt slung over his shoulder. Somehow, his hair had been spared the candy onslaught.
[Whistles and catcalls from the audience.]
Gilmore heard Bobby banging at the window and seemed to suddenly remember their predicament, pressing back against the door again. "I think I can hold this just a little longer!" Gilmore gasped dramatically. "Go! Save Bobby!"
"Don't take this the wrong way, Gilmore, but you're about as strong as a newborn kitten," Jester retorted. "You go! I'll hold the door." And then, brightly but in a rush, "Also, that flavour is really good! Good job!"
[Audience laughter.]
Gilmore hopped away from the door, skidded across the wood floor in his socks, windmilled his arms for half a second, and landed beside the window where Bobby was knocking in a panic. He pushed the window up -- clearly having a bit of a struggle with it, proving Jester's commentary about his strength absolutely correct. As he heaved the window up to give Bobby room to climb in, he did a quick double-take at something apparently off-stage.
"Thor!" he shouted out the window, with obvious relief. "Just who we need! Save Bobby before he's consumed by sugary goodness!"
"What?" Thor glanced over, obviously surprised at being addressed. He looked over the situation and dropped his shirt before bounding forward. "I shall save you, friend Bobby! The window will be no hindrance to your stature!" Which... probably meant he'd be given a boost but really, it was hard to tell.
"Hey, no height jokes! Why are there always height jokes?" Bobby protested, trying to scramble in through the window without any assistance - and without notable success, at least partially because he seemed to be using only one hand.
The door behind Jester's back creaked ominously, cotton candy already gathering around her feet. "Hurry up, you guys!"
Gilmore clearly forgot all about helping Bobby when Thor rushed over shirtless, and instead leaned on his elbows on the windowsill, kicking up one foot and watching with admiration. "Sooooo," he singsonged while Thor and Bobby struggled. "How's it goinnnn'?"
[Audience laughter.]
Thor managed quite easily with a heave that barely set his biceps straining. He looked up at Gilmore with a blindingly white smile. "It is quite well!" He said enthusiastically. "We shall vanquish this strange cloud that has set upon us!"
Bobby faceplanted on the floor, but looked up at Jester, grinned sheepishly, and held up a paper toweling roll largely covered with cotton candy. "Brought you something?" he offered.
"Is it going to help me hold this door?" Jester asked in a rush of words. She'd turned around to put her hands flat against the bulging door and was pushing hard against it. "Thoooor can you come help meeee?"
Gilmore had been twirling a lock of hair around his finger and smiling at Thor, ignoring the obvious peril, and the fact that he had caused it. When Jester called out to Thor, though, he turned to glance very obviously between Jester valiantly holding the door, well-muscled Thor coming through the window, and well-meaning Bobby half-sprawled on the floor. Stroking his goatee speculatively for a moment, he decided that it was obvious who needed his help most.
Bending down, he offered a hand up to Bobby, and while he was close, stage-whispered to him: "Science says that water melts sugar. Got it, hero?"
"Certainly, fair maid!" Thor strode over to the door and leaned on it with one hand, holding it in place easily. "Might there be a plan to deal with this troublesome pink cloud?"
"I got it!" With a grateful look up at Gilmore, Bobby sat up and stretched out his hand - first the one holding the improvised cotton candy, then, after a moment's delay for obvious consideration and a sheepish look, the other - and fired off a blast of ice at the cotton candy that had made it through the opening.
"Thank you!" Jester exclaimed, looking at Bobby, and then Thor, to beam at him as she straightened up, letting him hold the door. "And you!" She forced herself to look away, and at Gilmore. "But not you."
[Audience laughter.]
"What happened? I thought you'd sworn off cotton candy!" But more of the pink sugary goodness was squeezing in under the door, and she wound some around her finger before popping it into her mouth. "I mean, it is really good though."
Gilmore straightened up instantly, smiling a guilty smile and poking a fingertip in his dimple, scuffing one foot behind the other like the little stinker he was. "Would you believe I just got really hungry?"
[Audience awwwws.]
"Friend Gilmore!" Thor said, still holding the door, though it was starting to become a little difficult, enough to make muscles ripple just enough... "How might you possibly be satisfied with such a thing? Tis but sugar and air!"
"Yeah, but it's really tasty sugar and air." Bobby scrambled to his feet, very obviously trying to grab Jester's attention away from Thor's flexing muscles by offering her the cotton candy he'd brought with him. "It's just also really tasty sugar and air that's invaded my apartment." He glanced over at Gilmore. "I don't suppose it's going to just disappear on its own, huh?"
"Um," said Gilmore, but right on cue, an ominous crackling and popping sounded from behind the door. It grew louder and louder, until suddenly all of the cottony fluff threatening the door and just outside the window burst! into pink-and-yellow coated kernels of popcorn. A veritable rain of popcorn flooded against the window and spilled under the bottom of the door.
Gilmore winced, comically, at every lingering pop from outside. Just as he opened his mouth to speak in the silence that followed, a final pop made him wince again.
Jester had just been reaching for the cotton candy Bobby was holding out to her when it suddenly popped into - "Pink popcorn!" Her cupped hands had caught some of the popcorn, and she immediately brought one to her mouth and smiled happily as she munched. "You've managed to outdo yourself, Gilmore. In a very tasty way!"
[Audience laughter.]
The pressure released, Thor slid back against the door with a thump and beamed at Jester. "Your peril is slain, fair maid! Transformed, the candy serpent has lost its teeth!"
[MORE audience laughter.]
"Well, y'know, four out of five dentists surveyed will tell you that candy's bad for teeth," Bobby pointed out with a grin as he popped a handful of popcorn into his mouth. "The other one's busy eating the candy," he added in a barely intelligible addendum." He swallowed and looked at Gilmore, frowning. "If the cotton candy turns into popcorn, and popcorn is puffier, won't it...
The sound of more popcorn popping outside the door increases, and the door begins to push open again.
"I'm too pretty to die like this," Gilmore drawled to no one in particular, and sauntered -- quickly -- to duck behind the sofa.
"Better get it over with now," Jester said, and reached out to open the door.
Thor simply looked intrigued at the noises, flexing as he prepared to face a new enemy! "Once again, we face an unspeakable foe!"
Bobby spared a moment to gawk at Thor flexing, then shook his head and with visible difficulty pulled his attention back to the door. "Well, there's always room for popcorn, right?" he joked. Just as the door burst inwards and a mountain of popcorn began pouring through. "Or maybe not!"
Jester laughed as she opened the door and the popcorn slid into her apartment, coming to a halt after a few long seconds. It reached up to their waist, and she looked at her friends. "I hope you all know what this means." A pause, and then, "Movie night!"
[Audience laughter.]
[End Credits]
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