Opening Montage
Music: "Overprotected" by Britney Spears
We first see Quinn walking on a sidewalk. Her pace quickens as the music picks up. Next, we see her in the halls of Lawndale High talking with the former Fashion Club. This is followed by her being praised by Mr. DeMartino while Sandi stares daggers at her. Afterward we see her getting more attention from Helen and Jake than she either wants or needs. The next shot is Quinn being followed by the three J's. Next, we see her hanging out on Dega Street with Jane and Lindy. Montage ends with Quinn's smiling face in a circle with a pink background. Beneath that we see the title...
Quinn
in
"Burger World"
written by
WildDogJJ
Act I
Morgendorffer House, evening...
Jake, Helen, and Quinn were at the kitchen table having (surprise) microwave lasagna for dinner. Daria was not present as she is at Raft College in Boston. Jake read a newspaper while Quinn told an animated story about the first day of her senior year. Helen was struggling to feign interest.
Quinn said "...so I said "Oh, Sandee, I hope you don't think I'd do something like that to you on purpose." And then she just gave me that mean lizard-face of hers. I mean, like, how was I supposed to know that she'd take my joke about plaids seriously and show up in them on the first day of school?"
With faux sincerity, Helen said "That's...um...nice sweetie. Isn't it, Jake?"
Jake continued to read the paper.
"Jake?" said Helen in an effort to get her husband's attention. Jake still didn't respond. Finally, Helen lost her patience.
"JAKE!?"
"GAH!"
Startled, Jake stood up and saluted.
"Sir, Cadet Morgendorffer reporting, sir."
Quinn and Helen both rolled their eyes as Jake snapped out of his military school flashback. Visibly embarrassed, he sat back down.
"Er...sorry...um...What's going on?"
With a frustrated groan, Helen said "Never mind".
Jake resumed reading his newspaper. Suddenly, his eyes brighted and he smiled.
"Hey, a new Burger World is opening right here in Lawndale! I miss that place."
Quinn scrunched her face in disdain.
"Dah-ad" she whined, "That's where those two...shudder...things worked back in Highland."
Jake whined "But, I loved their burgers."
At this point Helen got an idea.
"You know, Quinn, with the Fashion Club disbanded it might be nice if you got an after-school job. Why don't you apply there?"
Quinn immediately made her disgust known.
"Muh-om, greasy fat...EWWWWW!"
Helen grinned slyly. She'd anticipated this reaction.
"Well, I could use some help at the office. Or...you could spend afternoons helping your father with his clients."
Quinn's jaw dropped as she was horrified by either prospect.
Lawndale High, the next morning...
Music: "Independent Woman" by Destiny's Child
Quinn, Sandi, Stacy and Tiffany were in the hallway walking to class and talking. While there is no more Fashion Club the four of them still hang out together.
Quinn said "So now I'm, like, being forced to get a job at Burger World."
Scrunching her nose in disgust, Tiffany said "Burgers...faaat...ewwww."
Stacy, ever the sympathetic one, said "Oh, Quinn, I'm so sorry."
Sandi, in her usual haughty tone, said "You should talk. My mother is angry about all of my charges on her platinum card. She said if I don't get a job I'm grounded until I graduate. To make matters worse, she won't let me apply at Cashmans."
At this point, Quinn got an idea.
"I know, why not apply at Burger World with me? It'd be nice to have a friend there."
Maintaining her usual stuck up demeanor, Sandi said "Quinn, are you suggesting that I, Sandi Griffin, former President of the Fashion Club and one of the most popular girls at Lawndale High demean myself by working in some icky burger joint. That is sooo unbecoming a young woman of my standing."
Quinn responded with her usual faux politeness. This was a game that she's all too familiar with. "Oh, no, Sandi. I just thought that it would be nice to have a friend right there beside me. After all, your help is always appreciated. Besides, I had that job at Governors Park last spring. It can't be all that different."
This conversation caused Stacy to have an idea of her own.
"You know, Quinn, maybe I'll apply too. My dad thinks a job would boost my self-confidence."
Tiffany reacts like the predictably empty headed follower that she is.
"Hmmm...maybe...I'll...apply...tooooo."
Sandi glared menacingly at Quinn for a brief moment before resigning herself to the inevitable. With a sigh, she said "I might as well." She promptly retook command of the situation. "So it's settled, we're working at Burger World."
Quinn was pleased with this outcome.
"Thanks, guys. You're the best."
Burger World, the following afternoon...
All four girls were in the storage room wearing Burger World uniforms. The manager was a slightly overweight balding man with gray hair and glasses who was holding a clipboard. All the girls have been hired and it's their orientation.
The manager said "As members of the Burger World family, it is your mission to provide what we call FFW service: Fast, Friendly, and Wholesome. Now..."
Interrupting, Tiffany asked "Isn't...wholsome...spellllleeed...with...aan...H?"
This caused the manager have an "Is this girl for real?" look on his face.
"Miss..." he looked at his clipboard, "...Blum-Deckler, why don't we start you off in the kitchen?"
"Oookaayy."
As the manager continued talking each of the former Fashion Club was lost in her own inner monologue.
Bored, Quinn thought Well, better than hearing mom yell at her assistant or Dad rant about his father and military school.
Annoyed, Sandi thought These uniforms are so not done. I can't believe I'm listening to this unfashionable loser.
Stacy, with a bright-eyed smile, thought Oh, wow! This is so cool, and our manager is so nice!
Tiffany just sat there looking vacant due to the abscence of any thoughts in her head. She began to apply makeup as she spoke.
"The...cabinets...are...soooo...shiinnyy."
The other three girls look embarrassed.
Seemingly unfazed, the manager said "Alright, then...here are your posts. Quinn Morgendorffer-inside counter, Stacy Rowe-drive-thru window, Tiffany Blum-Deckler-kitchen, Sandi Griffin-assistant manager."
Sandi smirked when she heard this.
"So, like, I'm in charge?"
The manager grinned wickedly.
"Sort of."
Music: "Oops...I did it again" by Britney Spears.
The girls were now working their first shift. Quinn was at the counter while Stacy was at the drive-thru window. Sandi was sweeping the floor and looked pissed. Tiffany was in the kitchen using the metal cabinet as a mirror while she applys her makeup.
"In charge my ass!" Sandi hissed in frustration, "I'm, like, a glorified janitor or whatever."
Just then a light blinked in front of Stacy. Stacy pressed a button on the counter and spoke into her headset.
"Welcome to Burger World. May I take your order?"
Stacy listened intently. Once the order was made she spoke again. "$5.99 at the window. Thank you." She shut off her headset and called out toward the kitchen. "Tiffany, one mege-size Big 'n' Juicy combo."
Tiffany continued to apply makeup as if she'd heard nothing.
Meanwhile, in the dinning area Quinn's three biggest fans, Joey, Jeffy, and Jamie entered the restaurant.
Joey asked "Jeffy, why'd you drag us here?"
"Yeah," added Jamie, "Don't we usually hang out at Pizza King?"
Jeffy said "Haven't you guys heard? Quinn works here."
Just then they spotted Quinn behind the counter.
"Dude, there she is!" Joey excitedly pointed out.
They approached the counter like moths to a flame.
"Wow, Quinn!" said Joey, "You look good."
"Yeah!" added Jeffy. "You make a uniform look hot."
Smitten as usual, Jamie said "You make this place so cool, Quinn."
Quinn smiled brightly, loving the compliments and attention. "Awww, thanks you guys. You're the best."
This caused Sandi to glare menacingly at Quinn out of jealousy.
Eager to impress Quinn, Jeffy said "I'll have two combos...make it three...I'll pay a 15% tip for each!"
Seeking to both impress Quinn and one up Jeffy, Joey said "Four combos for me, I'll pay a 20...no, 30% tip. You deserve it, Quinn."
Jamie chimed in with "Five for me, I'll pay a 50% tip. I like you more than he does, Quinn."
Joey shouted "DO NOT!"
"DO TOO!" Jamie fired back.
Jeffy piled on. "I CARE MORE ABOUT HER!"
Joey and Jamie simultaneously shouted "DO NOT!"
With a bemused smile, Quinn thought My loving fans...mental age: five.
The three J's started to beat each other up, which prompted Quinn to amend her previous statement.
Make that three and a half.
Meanwhile, a loud honk comes from the drive-thru window. The irritated customer was none other than Mr. DeMartino. "If it's not too much TROUBLE, I'd like my food SOMETIME THIS YEAR!"
Irritated, Stacy called out "Tiffany, where's that order?"
Tiffany stopped applying makeup and looked at Stacy.
"Whaaat?"
His eye bulging, Mr. DeMartino barked "It would APPEAR that you girls treat this JOB the same way that you treat CLASS. Why is everyone I deal with a LAZY,IDIOTIC, CRETIN? Must I always be cursed with BRAIN-DEAD, IMBICILIC, STUPID...PARASITES? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Stacy stared crying, Sandi stared daggers at Quinn and Tiffany gazed vacantly at her reflection. Quinn rolled her eyes.
End Act I.
Act II
Morgendorffer house, evening...
In the kitchen Jake, Helen, and Quinn have just finished dinner and Quinn is talking about her first day on the job.
"...but after Stacy calmed down and I got the boys to stop fighting, it went well. Especially my tips."
Helen said "But Quinn, fast food servers don't get tips."
Quinn explained "Guys make an exception in my case."
Helen eyed her daughter with disappointment. "You know, Quinn" she said, "It's very ignorant to use your looks in such a manner. You're more than a pretty face. Besides, you work at Burger World, not Juggins."
Quinn said "But Muh-om, that's what brings male customers back. By flirting I distract them from the poor service. I see your point and, yes, I know it's kind of sexist, but it's necessary under the circumstances. Sandi just complains, Tiffany won't lift a finger, and Stacy gets too emotional when things go wrong. I'm whats keeping customers from being driven away."
Helen immediately saw Quinn's point.
"I see your point, but it shouldn't all be on your shoulders and maybe you should..."
At that moment, Helen's cell phone rang. She immediately answered, as usual.
"Hello, Helen Morgendorffer...Oh, hi Eric...WHAT!?...I thought that case was settled...I have the briefs in my study...Of course I can go over them right now."
With that, Helen left the room and continued to chat with her boss. Jake finally joined the conversation.
"What's going on?"
Quinn just rolled her eyes and left. Mom's busy, Dad's clueless, and Daria's in Boston. That leaves me with only one place to turn.
Casa Lane, the following afternoon...
Quinn is walked up to the Lanes front door. After ringing the doorbell she was greeted by Trent.
"Oh, hey, Daria's sister."
Slightly miffed, Quinn said "You do realize that my names Quinn, don't you?"
Scratching his chin, Trent said "Yeah, whatever."
Quinn's expression now turned serious. "Is Jane here?"
Trent eyed Quinn suspiciously. "Um, why do you wanna talk to Jane?"
Quinn explained "I have a problem and really need her advice. Please?"
Trent pondered this for a moment. The pleading look on Quinn's face made him think that letting her in is the right thing to do. "Follow me."
Quinn follows him into the house.
Jane, who wasn't going to BFAC until January, was watching TV in her room. On the TV screen was a beautiful woman on a stage. She was wearing an evening gown that appears to be made of human brains.
"It's the latest fad: evening gowns made of gray matter. The Brains and the Beauty, next on Sick, Sad World!"
At this point...
"EWWWWWWWWWW!"
Jane looked up and saw both Quinn and Trent standing in the doorway.
"Quinn!?" Her eyes immediately narrowed. "What are you doing here?"
Quinn, with uncharacteristic (to Jane) politeness, asked "Can I talk to you?"
Jane eyed Quinn with a mix of puzzlement and suspicion as she couldn't wrap her head around Daria's shallow, materialistic sister actually wanting to talk to her. "You want to talk to me!? Is this a joke or a hallucination?"
Trent explained "She said she needed your advice about something."
Jane responded in the only way shoe could think of, with a line of sarcastic barbs. "Now I know I'm hallucinating, damn paint fumes. Might as well play along. Come on in, figment of my imagination that looks like Quinn."
Quinn entered while Trent got bored and left. Coincidentally, Quinn sat in the exact same spot on Jane's bed that Daria had always sat in.
"Out with it, Princess" Jane said.
Quinn proceeded to explain her situation.
"Well, I'm working after school at Burger World with the rest of my friends and..."
"You mean the former Fashion Nazis."
Looking sheepish, Quinn went on. "Well,uh...yeah. Anyway, I'm the only one doing any actual work. Sandi complains, Stacy cries, and Tiffany is just so...well...Tiffany. So, since Daria's not here and you're just as smart as she is I..."
Jane interrupted again.
"Came to me for sage-like advice."
Slightly embarrassed, Quinn admitted "Well, yeah".
Jane thought this over for a moment. Finally...
"Aw, hell, beats the monotony of my temporarily Daria-less existence."
Quinn was a little saddened by Jane's choice of words. Jane noticed the hurt expression but chose not to mention it. Instead, she went ahead and dispensed a pearl of wisdom.
"Someone needs to take charge of the situation. Since Sandi is the Assistant Manager, work out a plan with her and let it seem like her idea. She saves face and the problem is solved. Or, just do nothing enjoy watching the resulting carnage, like I would."
Quinn stifled a giggle, which Jane definetly noticed.
"Jane" said Quinn, "That's a great idea!"
"Glad to be of service."
Quinn got up to leave, when she suddenly had an idea. She turned toward Jane.
"Um, Jane. I'm friends with this college girl. Her name's Lindy and I think you two would get along pretty well. If you want, maybe the three of us could hang out sometime."
Jane had a look of pure disbelief on her face.
"Why would I voluntarily associate with the shallow people?"
Quinn winced while hoping Jane didn't notice how much that comment actually stung. Truth be told, ever since that tutoring and subsequent crush on a brain Quinn had been feeling a little confined by her usual social circle.
"She's not like my other friends," Quinn explained. "That's why I hang out with her. She's really cool and she's into art. That's why I suggested we hang out. You two would hit it off and I'd be able to have intelligent conversations for a change."
Jane thought it over for a moment and finally shrugged.
"Hell, might as well, but no makeovers."
Smiling, Quinn said "Deal". With that, Quinn got up to leave. At the door, she stopped and turned around. Her expression was serious and a little sad.
"Jane, I'm sorry."
Puzzled, Jane asked "For?"
Quinn said "All the times I made you and Daria miserable."
Quinn exits before Jane can say anything.
So, Jane thought, she finally grew up.
Griffin house, later...
Music: "Survivor" by Destiny's Child
Quinn and Sandi were in Sandi's room sitting cross-legged on the floor. Sandi looked cross, as usual.
"So, you want me to hide in the kitchen, is that it? Trying to hog the spotlight?"
Quinn, who'd anticipated this reaction, said "Oh, no, Sandi. It's just that, well, you know how unfocused Tiffany can get. You've always been the one to keep her on track. If you keep her on track now, then the drive-thru customers won't make Stacy sry and I won't have to flirt and tease like some Juggins waitress to keep the customers happy."
Sandi, in her usual bitchy way, said "And, like, why should I care? This is all your fault anyway."
Quinn was taken aback by this. "How's any of this my fault?"
Sandi snipped "All of us working at Burger World was your idea."
Quinn got angry at this point.
"Hey, it was just a suggestion! I didn't twist anyone's arm! You all could've said no."
Sandi was not ready to let up.
"If we still had the Fashion Club, then..."
Having none of it, Quinn barked "Sandi, there is no more Fashion Club! We"re just friends now."
Sandi's eyes narrowed and she looked like she wanted to rip Quinn a new one. In a bitter tone, she said "Whatever".
Quinn was dismayed until she saw Sandi's triumphant grin. This prompted the red head to play her trump card. "Sandi, if we get fired, then how are you going to pay off the credit card?"
Sandi looked angry for a second before resigning herself to the fact that Quinn had a point. Dammit! she thought as she said "Very well, but if anyone asks it was my idea."
Quinn was satisfied.
Burger World, the next day...
Music: "Get This Party Started" by Pink.
Things were off to a promising start as the fashionable fours shift began. Sandi was keeping Tiffany focused in the kitchen. Because of that Stacy having an easy time at the drive thru and Quinn was able to do her job without having to resort to shameless flirting. As the day wore on, however, they all reverted back to their old ways. Sandi was too busy being jealous of Quinn to help Tiffany. Tiffany started to once again slack off instead of cook. The resulting slowdown in service and increase in irate customers mad Stacy so nervous that she couldn't help messing up. This forced Quinn to resume her shameless flirting.
At the end of the workday Quinn had just one thought.
God help us.
End Act II
Act III
Burger World, evening...
Music: "Kryptonite" by Three Doors Down
A silver SUV pull into the drive-thru. The car was being driven by the morbidly obese Mrs. Johansson.
Inside, Quinn had a long line of male customers. Sandi stared daggers at Quinn while Tiffany has just finished an order.
"Uh...Sandi?" said Tiffany.
Sandi was too busy being jealous of Quinn to acknowledge her.
Shrugging, Tiffany said "Ohh...weellll."
Tiffany left the grill to touch up her makeup. As she did this, she caused a burger wrapper to fall on the grill. The wrapper started to catch fire along with a now way overcooked beef patty, but no one noticed.
Meanwhile, at the drive through...
Mrs. Johansson was at the intercom breathing heavily.
From the intercomm, Stacy's voice said "Welcome to Burger World. May I take your order?"
Mrs. Johansson said "huff...Let's see...puff...I'll have...puff...wheeze...hack..."
Hearing the heavy breathing, Stacy grew concerned. "Ma'am, are you okay?"
Mrs. Johansson said " huff...puff...Damn overworked heart and...hack...cough-cough...lungs." She began to sweat profusely, as if just talking was like running a triple marathon for her. Hearing this over her head set, Stacy said "Um...Look, are you sure it's alright for you to eat fast food?"
Mrs. Johansson was undeterred.
"What my doctor don't know...cough-cough...wheeze...won't...hack-cough...hurt him."
Stacy was now very worried. "Are you sure?"
Losing her patience, Mrs. Johansson barked "Gimmie food, dammit!"
"Eep!"
Meanwhile, inside...
Stacy was still at the window, Quinn was still flirting with customers, Sandi was growing more jealous of Quinn by the minute and Tiffany was applying makeup while a kitchen fire grew around her. No one has noticed the rapidly spreading fire in the kitchen.
"Tiffany" Stacy called out, "I need three triple-deck bacon cheeseburger combos, all mega sized."
Tiffany continued to work on her makeup as if she haden't heard a word. "Uh-huh."
Meanwhile, Quinn was flirting with a customer whom Season 1 Daria fans recognize as the guy Quinn sold phone cards to in "Cafe Disaffecto".
"Quinn, remember me?"
She doesn't. "Um...have we met?"
The guy said "You sold me phone cards three years ago."
Quinn didn't remember him, but pretended to suddenly recognize him and smiled sweetly.
"Oh, hi. How have you been? It's been such a long time."
The guy smiled and blushed slightly. Seeing this, Sandi started to get really pissed. Still, nobody has noticed the kitchen fire.
At the take-out window...
Mrs. Johansson has just paid and recieved her change from Stacy. Stacy went to fill the drinks. When the first cup was full of Ultra Cola Stacy pulled the cup away, but the soda fountain continued to pour and Stacy couldn't get it to stop. She starts to freak out.
"Oh. NO!"
She kept putting cups in to catch the running soda and was quickly overwhelmed. Mrs. Johansson started to lose her patience.
"Where's my food, dammit?!"
Stacy now freaked.
"OH, GOD! OH, GOD! OH, GOD! OH, GOD! OH, GOD!"
Mrs. Johansson yelled "I NEED BACON BURGERS, GODDAMMIT At this point she noticed a fresh box of fries on the counter. "OH, yeah!"
She reached into the window and snatched a very big handful of fries. Her breathing became very labored.
"MMMMM...yeah...hack...hack...wheeze...wheeze...oh...damn...not...the...cough...huff...puff...chest...hack...very...tight...can't...huff...puff...feel...arm..."
As she passed out her SUV rolled forward until it hit and crushed a yellow convertable that Season 1 Daria fans would recognize as Sandi's car.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen Tiffany wiped her forehead.
"Sweat, ewww."
She then looked up and saw that most of the kitchen was now a raging inferno.
"Uh, oh!"
She look over the service window and tries to get everyones attention.
Quinn, meanwhile, was still flirting with the guy. "So, guy, I'll give you my number if you give me a tip."
Excited, the guy said "Sure!"
Sandi couldn't take anymore.
"Gee, Kuh-wiinn, why not do a striptease and lapdance while you're at it!?"
This made Quinn angry. She immediately said to Sandi "Excuse me, but maybe you could do more than make faces at me!"
Sandi practically shoved the guy aside and got in Quinn's face.
"Are you implying that I'm lazy?"
In a mocking tone, Quinn said "Oh, no Sandi. I'm not implying that you're lazy. I'm flat out saying it!"
Sandi snapped "Well, if you're so hard working, maybe YOU should be the assistant manager!"
Meanwhile at the soda fountain, Stacy was so freaked out that she was starting to hyperventilate.
"OH, NO! OH, NO! OH, NO! OH, NO!"
At the kiosk seperating the kitchen from the front the restaurant, Tiffany tried to get everyone's attention. In front of her Quinn and Sandi were in each others faces, both of them looking ready to kill.
"Ummm...guys." said Tiffany.
Quinn and Sandi faced her and barked at the same time.
"WHAT!?"
Tiffany looked very calm despite being surrounded by an out-of-control fire.
"I...thinnk...there's...a...fire...in...heere."
Now seeing the raging inferno in the kitchen both Quinn and Sandi's eyes went wide with shock.
Meanwhile, Stacy sniffed the air.
"Why does it smell like smoke in here?"
She looked over and saw the massive fire.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKKK! OHMYGOD, OHMYGOD, OHMYGOD, OHMYGOD! TIFFANY!"
With equal urgency, Quinn shouted "OHMYGOD! TIFFANY, GET OUTTA THERE, NOW!"
Tiffany stared blankly.
"Whaaaatt?"
Sandi barked "TIFFANY, MOVE IT!"
Without waiting for a response, Sandi and Quinn both reached over the kiosk and pulled Tiffany out of the kitchen. While this happened Stacy regained her composure and got on the intercomm. "FIRE! EVERYONE GET OUT AND GET TO SAFETY! NOW!"
Everyone screamed and ran for the exits.
The parking lot, a short time later...
The whole inside of the restaurant was now ablaze. Fortunately, everyone was safely outside and away from the danger. Quinn was on her cellphone, having called 911.
"One minute, got it."
She hung up.
At this point, Tiffany realized something.
"I...thinnk...I...left...my...hairspray...in...there. Is...thaat...baad?"
At that moment there was a deafining boom as the whole restaurant exploded. A massive fireball lit up the night and raced skyward. Sandi, Quinn, and Stacy all gasp in horror.
Tiffany, on the other hand, was awestruck by the fireball and blissfully ignorant of the seriousness of the situation. "Wooowww...sooo...pretty!"
The other girls stared daggers at her. Tiffany smiled.
Lawndale High, a few days later...
Music: "He Loves You Not" by Dream.
The four girls were walking to class and talking.
Sandi said "So, I finally convinced my mother to let me work at Cashmans after all."
"That's so cool, Sandi!" said Stacy.
Turning to Quinn, Sandi added "Oh, and Quinn...Sorry about being so bitchy earlier."
Quinn was shocked as she'd never known Sandi to be apologetic about anything.
"You...you're sorry. But...well...see...I've never known you to apologize for anything."
Rolling her eyes, Sandi said "God, Quinn, you make it sound like I'm a cold-hearted bitch or something."
She saw the "Well, actually" look on her friends faces.
"Look, Quinn, life's too short to waste on trivial misunderstandings."
Quinn accepted that this is the most that she will get out of Sandi and smiled.
"In that case, apology accepted."
"Thanks." Bitch!
Quinn then turned to Tiffany "By the way, Tiffany, you owe me. My mom had to call in a lot of favors to get you out of a reckless endangerment charge. Also, I'm out of a job now."
Tiffany showed no reaction, as if she had not heard a word. Quinn looks deflated.
"Never mind."
Morgendorffer House, that night...
Music: "Big Yellow Taxi" by Counting Crows
Quinn emerged from the upstairs bathroom in her pajamas. Instead of going straight to her room she opened another door and looked inside. It was Daria's room. The padded walls and furniture were still there, Helen would most likely never make good on her redecoration threats, but all of Daria's personal belongings were gone. Quinn had a sad look on her face as one could hear the chorus "Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone".
It's so unfair, Quinn thought, we were starting to actually get along. Wish you were here, Sis.
With that, Quinn closed the door and retreated to her own room.
End Episode.
This story was inspired by a fan art piece by SC.