Next chappie! Yay! Happiness is exploding like loose landmines everywhere
you go!!!
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!! Now, on with the story!
OH! Crap! Btw, I forgot to say that I do NOT own "The Cay" or the author who wrote it!
CHAPTER TWO: Stoo Citty's Mental Health
OFFICIAL SOUNDING MALE VOICE: Previously on "What REALLY happened in
"The Cay"":
*scene shows a woman crying hysterically*
WOMAN: Oh, Bob, why did you leave me for Cindy?!?
BOB: I didn't want to, it's just that-
OFFICIAL SOUNDING MALE VOICE: WRONGE FOOTAGE, YOU STOOPIDS!!!
ANOTHER MALE VOICE: Sorry, John.
*scene shows Phillip and his mommy running for the safety of the life- rafts*
PHILLIP'S MOM: Come on, Phillip! We need to get into a life-raft!
PHILLIP: OKAY!!! ( *)_(* )
*Phillip and his mother run toward the life rafts. Phillip is hit by a falling beam of wood.
scene changes to Phillip talking to Timothy on the life-raft*
TIMOTHY: You're on a raf'! I'm Timoty! You was hit on de 'ead by a fallin' beam o'
wood and was knocked out! I saved you, young boss! SQWEEEEEEEEEE-CHEESE!
*scene changes to Phillip talking to Timothy in a frantic voice*
PHILLIP: AHH! Timothy! I'm blind!!!
*dramatic music*
*scene shows Phillip mopeing on the raft*
TIMOTHY: Why so down, Pheeleep?
PHILLIP: Weeeeell, lets see: my boat was wrecked, I've lost my mother, I'm on a raft
floating in the middle of god-knows what ocean with a crazy old man who thinks he
invented the ocean-
TIMOTHY: And de air!
PHILLIP: -and the air, along with a demonic cat, my hair is messed up and I haven't put
on makeup in, like, FOREVER; and, to top it off, I'm BLIND!!!!
TIMOTHY: Mebee you jes' 'ave your blanket ovah your eyes.
PHILLIP: How many time do I have to tell you, I don't have any blankets!!!
TIMOTHY: Why don't we jes' test? *reaches for Stoo Citty*
PHILLIP: You are NOT going to throw Stoo Citty at me!
TIMOTHY: *looks sulky* Fine, then.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
*scene shows Phillip and Timothy asleep on the raft, it goes over to Stoo Citty, who is
watching them with contempt*
STOO CITTY: (muttering) Stupid humans. If I get thrown one more time, I'll kill both
of them.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
*scene shows Timothy and Phillip on the raft the next moring; Stoo Citty is cleaing
himself and muttering under his breath*
TIMOTHY: Pheeleep!!!! I see lan'!
PHILLIP: What direction?
TIMOTHY: It's right in front of us!
PHILLIP: I CAN'T SEE!!! .
TIMOTHY: I will get out and pull us to the shore.
PHILLIP: Ok.
TIMOTHY: *jumps in water* HEHEHEE!! WHEEE!!!! *sings* I've got a loverly bunch
of coconuts!! There they are, a'standing in a row! *contines*
PHILLIP: Gawd. How long am I going to be stuck with this weirdo? -.-
STOO CITTY: *looks over at Phillip, continues washing*
*scene shows Timothy pulling the raft onto the shore with Phillip and Stoo Citty on it*
TIMOTHY: We be here!!
PHILLIP: FINALLY!! *crawls off raft*
TIMOTHY: WHAT ARE YA DOIN'?!?! DON'T LAY IN THAT NICE, CLEAN DIRT
WITH YOUR DISGUSTINGNESS!!! @_o
PHILLIP: *looks freaked* OK! OK! I'M SORRY! O.O
TIMOTHY: You'd bettah be.
*coconut flies through the air form a nearby tree and hits Timothy in the head*
TIMOTHY: @_@.
*psychotic laughter*
PHILLIP: Umm. Timothy?
*coconut flies through the air and hits Phillip in the head*
PHILLIP: @_@.
******************** Yeesh. I still need to work on the funny parts. I'm just not feeling very hyper. Anyways, R&R! *corn cob comes out and dances*
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!! Now, on with the story!
OH! Crap! Btw, I forgot to say that I do NOT own "The Cay" or the author who wrote it!
CHAPTER TWO: Stoo Citty's Mental Health
OFFICIAL SOUNDING MALE VOICE: Previously on "What REALLY happened in
"The Cay"":
*scene shows a woman crying hysterically*
WOMAN: Oh, Bob, why did you leave me for Cindy?!?
BOB: I didn't want to, it's just that-
OFFICIAL SOUNDING MALE VOICE: WRONGE FOOTAGE, YOU STOOPIDS!!!
ANOTHER MALE VOICE: Sorry, John.
*scene shows Phillip and his mommy running for the safety of the life- rafts*
PHILLIP'S MOM: Come on, Phillip! We need to get into a life-raft!
PHILLIP: OKAY!!! ( *)_(* )
*Phillip and his mother run toward the life rafts. Phillip is hit by a falling beam of wood.
scene changes to Phillip talking to Timothy on the life-raft*
TIMOTHY: You're on a raf'! I'm Timoty! You was hit on de 'ead by a fallin' beam o'
wood and was knocked out! I saved you, young boss! SQWEEEEEEEEEE-CHEESE!
*scene changes to Phillip talking to Timothy in a frantic voice*
PHILLIP: AHH! Timothy! I'm blind!!!
*dramatic music*
*scene shows Phillip mopeing on the raft*
TIMOTHY: Why so down, Pheeleep?
PHILLIP: Weeeeell, lets see: my boat was wrecked, I've lost my mother, I'm on a raft
floating in the middle of god-knows what ocean with a crazy old man who thinks he
invented the ocean-
TIMOTHY: And de air!
PHILLIP: -and the air, along with a demonic cat, my hair is messed up and I haven't put
on makeup in, like, FOREVER; and, to top it off, I'm BLIND!!!!
TIMOTHY: Mebee you jes' 'ave your blanket ovah your eyes.
PHILLIP: How many time do I have to tell you, I don't have any blankets!!!
TIMOTHY: Why don't we jes' test? *reaches for Stoo Citty*
PHILLIP: You are NOT going to throw Stoo Citty at me!
TIMOTHY: *looks sulky* Fine, then.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
*scene shows Phillip and Timothy asleep on the raft, it goes over to Stoo Citty, who is
watching them with contempt*
STOO CITTY: (muttering) Stupid humans. If I get thrown one more time, I'll kill both
of them.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
*scene shows Timothy and Phillip on the raft the next moring; Stoo Citty is cleaing
himself and muttering under his breath*
TIMOTHY: Pheeleep!!!! I see lan'!
PHILLIP: What direction?
TIMOTHY: It's right in front of us!
PHILLIP: I CAN'T SEE!!! .
TIMOTHY: I will get out and pull us to the shore.
PHILLIP: Ok.
TIMOTHY: *jumps in water* HEHEHEE!! WHEEE!!!! *sings* I've got a loverly bunch
of coconuts!! There they are, a'standing in a row! *contines*
PHILLIP: Gawd. How long am I going to be stuck with this weirdo? -.-
STOO CITTY: *looks over at Phillip, continues washing*
*scene shows Timothy pulling the raft onto the shore with Phillip and Stoo Citty on it*
TIMOTHY: We be here!!
PHILLIP: FINALLY!! *crawls off raft*
TIMOTHY: WHAT ARE YA DOIN'?!?! DON'T LAY IN THAT NICE, CLEAN DIRT
WITH YOUR DISGUSTINGNESS!!! @_o
PHILLIP: *looks freaked* OK! OK! I'M SORRY! O.O
TIMOTHY: You'd bettah be.
*coconut flies through the air form a nearby tree and hits Timothy in the head*
TIMOTHY: @_@.
*psychotic laughter*
PHILLIP: Umm. Timothy?
*coconut flies through the air and hits Phillip in the head*
PHILLIP: @_@.
******************** Yeesh. I still need to work on the funny parts. I'm just not feeling very hyper. Anyways, R&R! *corn cob comes out and dances*
