After recording an episode of Superfruit Scott and Mitch reward themselves with a movie night. It's Scott's turn to pick, so they end up watching The Lion King. A bowl of buttery popcorn sits in between them. Scott realizes that his phone battery is starting to get low.
"Hey, Mitch. Can I borrow your charger? I left mine back at Alex's house." Scott says.
"Yeah. It's on my desk." Mitch says. He would have got it for Scott himself, but Wyatt was curled up on his lap preventing him from moving. He pets the hairless feline behind the ears while humming I just Can't Wait to Be King to himself.
Scott grabs Mitch's phone charger and notices a slip of paper underneath. Song lyrics are handwritten on it. It isn't one of the songs they are singing in Pentatonix and it isn't anything Scott has ever heard before. He plugs in his phone and brings the paper with him.
"What's this?" Scott asks throwing Mitch way off guard. Scott notices the color drain from his face.
"Nothing." Mitch says in a slightly more panicked tone than he had anticipated.
"That didn't sound suspicious at all." Scott says sarcastically.
"It's just a stupid song I wrote a long time ago, okay. Just put it back where you found it." Mitch says somewhat bitterly.
"You wrote this? I want to read it." Scott says excitedly.
"No. I'm not done with it yet." Mitch says trying to snatch the paper out of Scott's hands. Scott holds it up into the air out of his reach. Mitch stands up on the couch to try to get a better reach. Scott runs back to the other side of the room.
"Is the song for someone special?" Scott asks teasingly making his face turn red. Mitch wishes Scott wasn't so tall.
"Come on, Scott. Give it back." Mitch says standing on the tips of his toes.
"If you want it you're gonna have to jump for it." Scott says waving the paper into the air tauntingly.
"This isn't fair." Mitch whines jumping up and down. The paper is just inches away from his fingertips. That was a little too close for Scotts liking.
"That's it!" Scott says tickling Mitch with his other hand. Mitch laughs while frantically trying to cover his sides with his hands. After regaining some of his composure, Mitch retreats to the corner of the room.
"Noooo! Okay! Okay! You can read it. Just don't touch me." Mitch says retreating back to the couch with Wyatt. Scott clears his throat and holds the now crumpled paper in front of him. Scott starts singing the song in the hammiest voice he can muster.
"It seems like every day is the best day ever.
I wish these feelings would last forever.
I spend all day playing with my cat.
How could anybody not enjoy that?
I never feel lonely, scared, or distraught
When I'm hanging out with my best friend, Scott.
Sometimes I laugh until I cry.
I reach my hands up to the sky." Scott sings.
"This is such an invasion of privacy. I said that you can read it! I never said you were allowed to sing it." Mitch yells over his loud singing.
"Hey. This is pretty good." Scott says.
"Really? I think it's too corny." Mitch says bitterly.
"Not if you sing it like this." Scott says singing in a purposefully off key fashion.
"I let the wind flow through my hair.
I sing in the shower like I just don't care.
Sometimes I swear I think I must be in heaven.
When I'm singing with Scott, Kirstie, Avi, and Kevin.
They always put a smile on my face.
No one can ever take their place.
It's the best day ever every day.
I hope the fun never goes awa-."
"Scott, I swear to god." Mitch groans smacking his forehead. Scott glances over at the TV.
"Aw, this part used to always make me cry." Scott says watching the stampede of antelope galloping around Simba.
"If you don't stop singing that stupid song, I'm really going to give you something to cry about." Mitch says no longer able to contain his sass. That only seems to make Scott more amused. Mitch puts his hands over his ears and screams Row Row Row Your Boat to block out Scott. He leaves himself vulnerable to Scott's next attack. Scott grabs Mitch by the waist and lifts him off the ground.
"Oh my god! What are you doing?" Mitch says putting up a struggle. Scott nearly drops him, but regains his balance. He can feel Mitch's fingernails digging into his shoulders.
"Long live the king." Scott whispers throwing Mitch down on the couch and tickling Mitch once again. This is one of the only times in history that anyone has ever laughed during Mufasa's death scene. His high pitched giggle is the most contagious laughter Scott has ever heard. He could pass off as one of the hyenas in the movie.
"STAHAHAHAHAAAAPuh!" Mitch laughs kicking and squirming around on the couch. Mitch flails his legs around knocking over the popcorn bowl. Popcorn falls onto the ground like rain. Scott releases Mitch from his firm grip. Mitch sits up a bit too quickly making his Elmo mug spill on the couch. Wyatt scampers away from the puddle of water on the floor.
"Now look what you did." Scott says pointing at the mess on the floor.
"I did? Are you kidding me right now? This was totally your fault." Mitch says snatching the drenched paper from Scott.
"You're going to have to clean all of this up." Scott says trying to stop Wyatt from devouring all the popcorn off the floor. Scott reaches his hand towards Mitch. Mitch swats his hand away.
"If you try to tickle me one more time." Mitch threatens dabbing the tears of laughter off his face. Mitch's feisty remark reminds him of Cell Block Tango from Chicago. He imagines Mitch taking a shot gun off the wall and firing a warning shot into his head. Mitch must have been thinking about the same thing because they both laugh in unison.
"Relax. I was just trying to get a piece of popcorn out of your hair. I was just joking about the mess. I'll clean it up." Scott says.
"Make us some more popcorn while you're at it." Mitch orders running his fingers through his dark hair. Thanks to Scott it looks slightly more disheveled than usual.
"Yes, your majesty." Scott says dryly as he cleans up the mess on the floor. Mitch folds the paper up and hides it in his pocket. He hears the popping of the microwave over the movie.
Scott returns with a bowl full of popcorn. He sits down and immediately stands back up again. "Ew! My spot's all wet." Scott complains. Mitch doesn't show any sympathy for Scott and his wet bottom. Scott bends over and sits on Mitch's lap.
"Get off! I don't want to perform Friday night with a broken leg." Mitch says. Mitch sings Timone's part of Hakuna Mattata and Scott joins in with Pumbaa's part.
"Look what you did to my elbow while you were throwing your little fit." Scott says showing Mitch his battle wound.
"That little red mark? Oh, boo hoo!" Mitch says shoving Scott off his lap and switching positions.
"Kiss it and make it feel better." Scott says jokingly as he shoves his elbow into Mitch's face while singing Can You Feel the Love Tonight along with the movie. Mitch shoves Scott's elbow out of the way of his face.
"No! Go way!" Mitch says refusing to let his guard down to any more unexpected tickling. Scott and Mitch both put their hands into the popcorn bowl at the same time. Their skin makes contact for only a second before Mitch retracts his hand from the bowl. The warmth of Scott's hand still lingers on Mitch's wrist. Mitch mutters an apology under his breath. Scott doesn't seem to notice. He just grabs a hand full of popcorn and eats it as if nothing happened. By the time the last credits come up on the screen Mitch and Scott are fast asleep.