Narrator: Ever since the summer of 2015, Matt (aged 23) and Chase (aged 52) were friends. They've taken 10 photos of their friendship in 8 months. It started in June 2015. They didn't take them in one single day. They one photo each a month. It started in July 2015. In February 2016, they took photos #8-10. This story takes place in Summer 2016. When Chase (age 53) was taking his 6 main kids HJ, Josh, Jamie, Tom, Ryan, and Zoe (all age 23) to Matt's house to prepare for youth group. Matt is age 24. Chase dropped of his 6 kids and followed them in into Matt's house. Matt showed Chase their friendship photos from June 2015 to June 2016. They started to drink root beer.
Chase: Cheers to good old times to us as friends.
Matt: Good old friends, indeed.
Chase: You know, I cannot even remember the last time we hung out together one-on-one.
Matt: Seriously.
Chase: Matt, I apologize for not being around as much as I used to. Everything just kinda gets crazy with a family, when you have 9 kids, and now with two adopted people that are twins, that are the same age as HJ, Josh, Jamie, and Tom, ah, you know what I mean.
Matt: I wasn't even listening to a single word you said. I always zone out when you talk about your family and any stuff related to that. So how shall we begin this marvelous day? Perhaps watch a sitcom? Play a T-rated video game?
Chase: I'm not very good at video games.
Matt: I'm still talking. Compose some music? (rock guitar strums)
Chase: Well, heck, let's do it all. I don't have any responsibilities today.
(ding-dong!)
Matt: Oh, those must be the pizzas I ordered.
(Matt answers the door)
Pizza Guy: 11 pepperoni, 11 cheese, 11 supreme, 11 meat lover's, 2 lemon-lime sodas, 2 cola sodas, 2 root beer, and 5 boxes of buffalo wings. That'll be $56.52, bub.
(Matt pays the pizza guy with a $100 bill from his wallet and gets $43.48 back.)
Pizza Guy: Your change is $43.48. Thanks for choosing Pizza Hut and order again soon.
Matt: You're welcome. (Matt closes his front door and watches the pizza guy leave) So, Chase, what do you wanna do now?
(Chase's cell phone rings and answers it immediately)
Chase (talking on his phone): This is Dr. Cork.
Unnamed woman (on Chase's phone): Hello, Dr. Cork, we have a 73-year-old lady who's terribly sick and paralyzed.
Chase: Okay, I'll be there in 10 minutes. (hangs up his phone and talks to Matt) Uh, Matt? I have go work at the hospital for a couple hours.
Matt: Oh, oh, I forgot! (exclaiming) But hilarious sitcoms!
Chase: Sorry, Matt, I-I got to take a rain check right now.
Matt: (sighs) I guess I'll go iron my sweatpants. (to the Cork Men) Guys, you can help set up youth group.
Hugh Jacob: You know what it's like being college students? (to his siblings) Come on, guys.
Josh, Jamie, Tom, Ryan, and Zoe: Okay, HJ, we heard you!
Hugh Jacob: There's so many stuff we need to learn. (Looks at Matt's rare limited edition video game controller charger) What is even this thing?
Matt: Up-up-up! Remember, rule number one, no touching my stuff, this thing is limited edition. It costs $1,600!
Tom: Wow, that's really expensive.
Hugh Jacob: We always follow rules.
Narrator: Then all of a sudden Super and Candace unexpectedly show up.
Candace: Hey, HJ, sweetie, we saw you and your siblings come over here to hang out with you.
Super: (Pointing to Matt, talking to HJ) HJ, buddy, whose this guy?
Hugh Jacob (to Super): Super, this is Matt. (to Super and Candace) Oh, hey guys.
Matt: (groaning) I agreed to have six people help me, not eight!
Tom (to Matt): Hey, Matt, what's this called again? Booth grip? Uh, tooth gap?
Matt (to everybody): It's called youth group! And also, please stop!
Josh: Can we play some games, please?
Matt: (groaning) Please stop touching my stuff!
Hugh Jacob (to Matt): Matt, you kinda seem upset.
Zoe: Did we do something wrong?
Matt: Yes. (dramatic music starts to play) You guys ruined my life.
HJ, Josh, Jamie, Tom, Ryan, and Zoe: Huh?
Matt: Your dad and I used to be pals ever since we first met in June 2015, a real dream team, and then he got himself very busy as a doctor in Midwest City and made nine kids. You guys ruined my friendship with Chase!
Hugh Jacob: We're friendship-ruiners?
Matt: Oh, great. I tried so hard to suppress very unpleasant emotions, and now that they're all over the place!
Tom: All right.
(Matt plugs in his big fan into an outlet and turns it on)
Matt: EVERYBODY OUT! (Points to his back door)
(Fan humming)
Super: HJ, you okay?
(somber music)
Hugh Jacob: What I am a driven wedge between brothers and sisters?
Tom: Aw, man, he only gets sadly poetic and upset when he's bummed.
Hugh Jacob: Is it-is it really our fault? Matt was was right. We-we destroyed our Dad's life. We're terrible kids! (groaning, walks to a rain spout) (grunting, hits his head on the spout over and over again)
(spout creaking, as it was going break)
(spout breaks apart and a piece of it hits HJ on the head and he lies down on the ground)
Hugh Jacob: Is it true? Did I-Did I do that? (groans) Minecraft. Unconscious! (loses consciousness) (echoing) Minecraft, Minecraft.
(Instrumental music)
(Shimmering chimes)
Narrator: When HJ was knocked out cold, he dreamt of his favorite video game, Minecraft (console edition), with the Steampunk Texture Pack. So, let the Minecraft Steampunks Adventure begin!
Hugh Jacob: Redstone gears! Get your redstone gears here! Redstone gears of all shapes and sizes for all this Steampunk Texture Pack needs!
Citizen: Oh, wow. Those gears work great!
Hugh Jacob: Yes, sir-ee! And, also, I have the perfect redstone gear for you! That'll be $3.
Citizen: Here you go. (Gives his money to HJ)
Hugh Jacob: Thanks!
Citizen: You're welcome! (walks away)
Hugh Jacob: Oh, hold on a second right there, ma'am. Please buy a redstone gear from me!
Citizen #2: Okay, and wow, 'tis perfect!
Hugh Jacob: Here you go, that'll be $3.
Citizen #2: Thank you.
Hugh Jacob (to Citizen #2): No, thank you. (Citizen #2 walks away) (to himself) Today's the day that Steamhoma City finally flies! I've been waiting for this ever since it was announced last week! Now, it is my time to sing in public since I'm right by the center of town.