Sylvia is putting books away on a ladder. Goofy runs in holding a bouquet of flowers.

"Oh, Sylviaaaa!" Goofy called in singsong. He jumped on the ladder causing it to slide down the bookshelf. The ladder stopped at the end and sent Sylvia flying. Goofy got into position and held his arms out to catch her. Sylvia fell to the floor behind Goofy. Goofy cringed. "Oooohhh..." He bent down next to Sylvia, who groaned in pain. "Are you okay?"

"Cut!"

XX

Bradley skates past Max knocking him and Bobby down, and causing PJ to spill his ice cream on his shirt.

"See you at the qualifying rounds, freshmen!" Bradley called over his shoulder.

"And after! When...I...think of a better comeback!" Max called back. PJ and Bobby laughed.

(Take 2)

"See you at the qualifying rounds, freshmen!" Bradley called over his shoulder.

"And after! When you'll be bringing me my towel...boy!" Max retorted.

"Nice job." Bobby commented. "You forgot to flip him off, but other than that, nice job!"

"Yeah, and that was kind of a lame comeback..." PJ commented.

"Yeah, well, I was raised by Goofy. What'd you expect?" Max stated.

"Good point."

XX

"...and that's time for Goofy!" Chuck, the announcer announced.

Goofy flew up the ramp, and past Tank's arm. Everyone laughed.

XX

Max growled in frustration. "Don't you get it? I'm trying to get away from you! I'm not a little kid anymore! Now just leave me alone, and get your own life!"

Goofy stared in shock. "'Get my own life'? Don't you understand that you are my life? I thought I meant something to you! I thought we shared something special!"

"Well, you thought wrong." Max folded his arms and turned around.

"But what about last night?" Goofy asked. "We had so much fun together!"

"What'd you guys do?" Asked the director.

"We baked cookies." Max explained. "Something I never want to do again!"

"Oh, come on. It wasn't that bad!" Goofy said. "I mean, sure, we was all over the kitchen floor, but..."

The directors' eyes widened. 'Oh...my...God...'

"...and you was moaning and groaning every ten minutes or so..." Goofy continued.

The director gagged in his mouth.

"Only 'cause you were riding me so hard." Max said. "My butt's still sore from that experience!"

"Oh, my God!" The director exclaimed in disgust. He ran to the bathroom.

Goofy, Max, and the cameraman looked after the director. "Gawrsh...must be coming down with somethin'."

The cameraman just stared at the Goofs. "Umm...so...you two...'baked cookies'...huh?"

"Sure did!" Goofy replied. He ran off, then came back with a plate of chocolate chip cookies. "Want one?"

The cameraman gave a huge sigh of relief. 'Oh, thank God! I thought they meant...' "Sure! Don't mind if I do." He took a cookie and ate it. "Mmmm. This is really good."

"Ah-yuck. Thanks!" Goofy said, smiling.

(Take 2)

Goofy followed after Max in the hallway to the dorms. "Maxie! Hey, I've been lookin' all over for you, son." Max stopped, but didn't turn around. Goofy continued. "I can't tell you how sorry I am."

"Oh, save your breath!" Max snapped. "You may have won this time, but Dad...ohhh! This campus just isn't big enough for the both of us!"

"I didn't mean for it to turn out this way." Goofy said sadly. "I was just tryin' to get closer to ya."

Max growled in frustration. "Don't you get it? I'm trying to get away from you! I'm not a little kid anymore! Now, just leave me alone, and get your own life!" He storms off angrily.

Goofy stares numbly after his son as music started playing.

All that work, and what did it get me?

Why did I do it?

Scrapbooks full of me in the background.
Give 'em love, and what does it get ya?
What does it get you?
One quick look as each of 'em leaves you.

Goofy walks in the opposite direction Max walked.

All your life, and what does it get ya?
Thanks a lot, and out with the garbage.
They take bows, and you're battin' zero.

Goofy then appears on a stage. Its' curtains are drawn.

I had a dream.
I dreamed it for you, Max.
It wasn't for me, Max. And if it wasn't for me, then where would you be,

My little Maxie?

Well, someone, tell me; when is it my turn?
Don't I get a dream for myself?
Starting now, it's gonna be my turn!
Gangway, world, get off of my runway!
Starting now I bat a thousand!

This time, boys, I'm taking the bows and...

Everything's coming up Goof!
Everything's coming up Goofy!
Everything's coming up Goof!

This time for me (ah-yuck)!
For me!
For me!
For me!
For me!

Fooooor meeeeeee! Yeeaaah!

The cameraman and the director just stared. "...Wow."

XXX

Goofy sits on a fountain, depressed. A bird flies over his head and poops on him. Goofy is too depressed to notice.

The crew laughed.

"Can that be part of the movie?" Asked the cameraman.

The director just slapped his forehead.

XXX

"Oh, Sylvia. I gotta get my grades up! And quit those dumb old Gammas! And most important-" Goofy was interrupted by someone shushing him. He whispered. "And most important, get my son back!"

Sylvia gasped. "Has he been kidnapped by Heartless and is being used as leverage against you?"

"What? No!"

"Oh. Well, it sounded like it..."

XXX