Yes, this contains a little bit of slash, heh. I had fun working on this
one, even if it's kind of, umm, bad? Anyway, I hope you enjoy.
I own none of the characters in this story except for Dana, Tonya, Sky- Anne, Gabriel, and the occasional extra or two. Other characters are all owned by Telescene. In other words, not me!
Ch. 15: FEAR FACTOR
(Walking through the park)
Merton: And that's basically what happened.
Sky-Anne: In a nutshell.
Tommy: So, let me get this straight. You tried to get back Dana, instead you got back Tonya, and now she's all, loony?
Merton: Loonier.
Tommy: Sorry, loonier. Tonya was in, Hell?
(Sky-Anne and Merton nod)
Tommy: And supposedly Dana is in Hell too?
Merton: Well, technically, we aren't quite sure. Chances are that, umm, she is. Heh, heh.
Tommy: Why didn't you guys listen to me in the first place? I told you not to get involved.
Merton: (Angry) Then what are we suppose to do Tommy? I'm not like you, I can't forget about her just like that. No matter how hard I try. I know that if my blood hadn't opened that portal she would have never had to sacrifice herself.
(The group stops in front of four trees)
Tommy: None of it was your fault Merton. That's just the way things played out.
Sky-Anne: Uh, guys.
Merton: Yeah, well, it still hurts.
Sky-Anne: Guys!
(Tommy and Merton turn to her. She points towards the trees. Merton and Tommy turn towards the trees. Portals in each of the trunks open. The portals suck the teenagers into the trunks. The portals close.)
Tonya: (Coming on camera) Sky-Anne? Tommy?
(Gabriel's apartment. The shades are pulled down. The walls are dark.)
Gabriel: Sorry for the dark lighting. Not much of a fan for the sun, or the light, for that matter.
Dana: It's okay, I'm still getting used to the lighting around here anyway.
Gabriel: My phone is disconnected, because, well, I'm kind of unemployed at the moment, so you can't really call anyone.
Dana: That's okay. No one to call.
Gabriel: Really? (Pause) So, are you a runaway then?
Dana: No, I just kind of wound up in another place. Are you?
Gabriel: No, but I understand. Didn't really care for my parents either.
Dana: I have no parents.
Gabriel: Oh. (Pause) I see. (Clears throat) Umm, can't say I got much food. I can get something if you like.
Dana: No. I'm fine. (Both look around. Both quiet.) There is someone . . . I mean, someone I should go talk to.
(Scene shifts to Merton coming out of his tree. He looks around)
Merton: (He sees a Pleasantville sign with a bush in the front of it) Was that bush there? (Brushes himself off. Starts to walk, but slips and falls. He clutched his wound) Ow. (Pause) Or, no ow? That's funny, the pain's gone. Maybe it was a healing tree. Cool! (Tommy walks in from behind a tree) Tommy! There you are. What happened?
Tommy: (A little shocked) Umm, don't know.
Merton: Where's Sky-Anne? Is she all right?
Tommy: (Still a little surprised) Umm, sure, she has a date, remember?
Merton: Date? Uh, Tommy, exactly how long have I been gone?
(Forest, daylight. Sky-Anne jumps out of a tree.)
Sky-Anne: Where am I? (She looks at a tree with an old-fashioned poster.) Witches, wanted dead or alive. (Sighs) Great, traveled back in time to Salem Pleasantville, how lovely. I should probably get out of here.
(She starts making an energy ball)
Man: Stop witch!!!
Sky-Anne: Oh crap.
(Tommy comes out of his tree. He looks around. Everything is dead, even the tree. The air is musty and red)
Tommy: (Seeing a broken sign of Pleasantville) This can't be happening.
(Merton's Dimension. The Factory)
Merton: (Glancing over at a group of girls) Man, those girls look really hot. What do you think Tommy?
Tommy: Nah, not really my type.
Merton: Oh c'mon, I thought every girl was your type.
Tommy: Who told you that?
Waitress: Can I get you anything else?
Merton: (Flirting, badly) Sure sweet thing. How about a little side of me with a little side of you? (Waitress looks disgusted. Tommy's eyebrow is raised. Merton whispers) Don't worry Tommy, I've been working on my pick- up lines. (Back to the waitress. Gives her his phone number) Here's a little tip. (Waitress rolls her eyes and walks away) Call me!!!
Tommy: Merton, what's up with you?
Merton: Hmm? What do you mean?
Tommy: Well, you've been acting strange lately, ever since I found you in the park.
Merton: (Picking up his drink) How so?
Tommy: Well, Merton, for one thing, you're . . . gay.
Merton: (Spits out his drink) Beg your pardon?
Tommy: Merton, are you feeling all right?
Merton: No, actually, I think I'm getting kind of queasy. (Pause) I'll be fine, I, uh, just hit my head in the park, so if you don't mind, could you fill me in on some stuff? (Tommy nods, concerned) So, are you- (Tommy nods) and you and me are-?
Tommy: No, we used to. (Sad) But not anymore.
Merton: How long have I known?
Tommy: I guess the same as everyone else.
Merton: (Eyes widen) Everyone else?
Tommy: Merton, you really did bump your head hard didn't you? The Factory is a gay club.
(Waitress walks back towards Merton and Tommy's table.)
Merton: (Pointing to her) Gay? (Tommy nods. Merton sighs, gets up and takes the phone number away from her) I'll be taking that. (Sits back down, crosses arms and pouts) Hmph.
Tommy: (A little confused) Merton, are you sure you're okay?
Merton: Am I okay? Am I okay? I'm surrounded by gay people! How do you think I feel? (Tommy grabs Merton by the forearm) Ow, heh, what are you doing?
Tommy: (Eyes glowing) Wolf out Merton.
Merton: (A little frightened) Come again.
Tommy: You're acting really weird and it's very confusing. Just wolf out so I know everything is okay.
Merton: (Shaking Tommy's grip loose. Standing up) No, I'm not doing anything except leaving.
(Merton turns to leave. Tommy's hand covers Merton's mouth.)
Tommy: (Growling) Who are you?
(Merton's eyes widen. Sky-Anne's dimension. Sky-Anne is running through the forest)
Man: Come back witch and meet your doom!
Sky-Anne: Do they really expect that to work? (Stopping) What am I doing? I'm a powerful witch. I don't need to run.
Man: (Comes on camera) I command you to stop by order of the law.
Sky-Anne: Look, all I want to do is get back home. If you let me do that, I promise you will never see me ever again.
Man: I cannot let you do that. You must come with me to the courthouse where you will be judged for your crimes. If you resist, then we have the authority to kill you. Do you resist?
Sky-Anne: Yes. As a matter of fact I do. You know, I knew you guys were stubborn, but I never knew that you people were this pig-headed when it came to accepting others different than your tight . . . little . . . "people bubble" allows. Honestly, how indifferent are you guys?
(Something from behind electrocutes Sky-Anne. She falls to the ground.)
Man: (Grinning) Your Excellency. How nice of you to come.
Lady: (Wearing a long black robe with black feathers. Her hair is thin and black, her face pale and white) You baffoon. The only reason I came was because you couldn't handle the girl. How much patience does it take with you?
Man: Please, forgive me Lucinda. I only wanted to help you.
Lucinda: Well, you know what they say. (Blasts him with a fireball, leaving a burnt skeleton) Play with fire, you're gonna get burned. (Sky-Anne starts to stir) Hello darling. (Punches her, knocking Sky-Anne back out.)
(Pleasantville Park. Gabriel and Dana are walking. Dana stops in front of the four trees, kneeling towards the ground.)
Dana: (Picking up a card. Reads it) Merton J. Dingle. 968-277- 4653. This must be one of his tip cards.
Gabriel: (Raised eyebrow) Tip cards?
Dana: Yeah, long story. Now why would one of his cards be out here so far from the main park?
Gabriel: Maybe he got lost. Or just possibly dropped it.
Dana: We've been to his lair and he's not even there. It's almost 5:30 in the morning. I think he could be in trouble.
Gabriel: 5:30? Umm, I gotta go.
Dana: For what?
Gabriel: Umm, work, can't be late, you know how bosses are, five minutes late and they have a friggin heart attack.
(Gabriel rushes off)
Dana: But, I thought you said you were unemployed.
(Dana walks over to a tree, leans next to it and is sucked in. Tonya comes out from behind bushes, obviously having watched the whole thing. She then walks into a tree, and is pulled in. Tommy's dimension)
Tommy: I thought we stopped the apocalypse. This can't be right.
Tonya: But it is.
Tommy: (Turns around) How did you get here?
Tonya: Seems like we both have the same nightmare.
Tommy: Which would be?
Tonya: Hell on earth. I-I used to like it. But, after (pause) after where I was. I-I don't like it now.
Tommy: You really are shaken up over this aren't you?
Tonya: (sighs) This isn't Pleasantville. Or, at least, our Pleasantville. We need to get out of here. Through the tree.
(They walk over towards it. Tommy tries to walks through but can't.)
Tommy: It's solid.
Tonya: The tree must want something accomplished here.
Tommy: What?
Tonya: It wants something to be done. (Pause) Do you blame yourself for anything related to this nightmare?
Tommy: No. I know it wasn't my fault. Besides, why should you care? It's none of your business anyway.
Tonya: It's the only way to get out of here. Face your fear. Deep down, you must feel a shudder whenever you think of Pleasantville becoming a deserted wasteland.
Tommy: It's not that. It's, it's not that. I, uh, Merton blames himself for Dana's death. But I blame myself for not helping my friends. Sky-Anne turned evil, Merton got hurt, and Dana, Dana. . . . if I hadn't been-
Tonya: Fighting me?
Tommy: Yeah.
Tonya: Tommy, you were trying to save your friends. By fighting me you were protecting them. You knew I would have slit their throats any chance I could have gotten.
Tommy: Yeah. But, I could have still saved them.
Tonya: Tommy, it's not your fault.
Tommy: I know.
Tonya: No, I don't think you do. But you should know this, if you don't get over your fear, another one might come true.
Tommy: What?
Tonya: Think about it, if we are in our nightmare world, where do you think Merton and Sky-Anne are? If you still feel guilty for not being able to save them, then redeem yourself. Save them this time around.
Tommy: You're right.
(He moves into the tree, this time going through it. Tonya tries to go as well, but can't. Merton's dimension. Caves. Merton wakes up)
Merton: Great, every time I wake up I'm shackled to a cave. Just great.
Tommy: (Coming out from the shadows. Wolfed out) Who are you?
Merton: Me? C'mon, who the hell do you think I am?
Tommy: (Drawing out a dagger) Who are you?
Merton: Yep, definitely deja vous all over again.
Voice: Oh, so now you're torturing victims without me? Now I remember why I can't stand you.
Tommy: (Turning around) Merton! (Camera zooms around to reveal a very flaming Merton wearing a silk black shirt with dress pants.) I knew you would eventually come back.
Flaming Merton: (Hands on hips) I didn't come to see you. I just came by to get my Cher compact discs.
Tommy: But Merton!
Flaming Merton: (Keeping Tommy away) Nu, uh, uh. No touch. (Peering over to Merton) So who's the (gasping)-
Both Mertons: You're me!!!
Tommy: You noticed too?
Flaming Merton: Oh, I get it, you can't live without me so you go and get this, this, tramp look-a-like to dress up like me.
Merton: Excuse me, tramp?
Tommy: No that's not true. This isn't what it looks like.
Flaming Merton: Oh, so this isn't a "Master of Pain" get-together then, is it?
Tommy: Well. . .
Both Mertons: WHAT? Ewe!!!
Flaming Merton: Okay, this is starting to wig me out. (Starts to yank Merton's hair) Why won't this come off?!
Merton: Ow, because it's real you nit-wit.
Flaming Merton: Wait a second. You really are me. (Smiling) This could turn out interesting.
Merton: What? No, no, no, no, no. I mean, you're a suave, devilishly handsome guy, but, I, uh, don't really do that kind of stuff.
Tommy: (Disappointed) He's straight. (Rolls eyes) And human.
Flaming Merton: Oh, I thought that stench was just a B.O. problem. (Chuckling) Then what were you planning to do with him Thomas?
Tommy: I don't know.
Flaming Merton: (Seeing a frightened Merton) Awe, Thomas, let the poor boy go.
Merton: Yes, let the poor boy go.
Flaming Merton and Tommy: Shut up Merton.
Merton: Righty-o.
Tommy: (sighs) Do we hafta let him go?
Flaming Merton: Thomas P. Dawkins.
Tommy: All right, all right.
(Tommy unchains Merton)
Merton: Much better. Umm, thanks for the hospitality, or the lack of, but I really need to get out of here. (Merton starts out of the cave, then comes back in) Umm, not to bother you, but, where exactly is Pleasantville Park from here?
(Pleasantville Park. Tommy jumps out of the tree)
Tommy: Okay, where am I?
(Merton, Flaming Merton, and Gay Tommy come on camera)
Merton: Tommy!
(Flaming Merton and Gay Tommy look at each other)
Gay Tommy: This just gets weirder and weirder.
(Flaming Merton nods)
Tommy: Merton! (Tommy hugs Flaming Merton. Flaming Merton takes this opportunity and squeezes his butt) Hey! Merton- what the?
(Merton pokes Tommy. Tommy turns)
Merton: Wrong Merton.
Tommy: Oh, umm. (Edging away from Flaming Merton) Sorry. (Flaming Merton winks. Tommy gets closer to Merton) Mind telling me what's going on here?
Merton: Gladly.
(Merton walks over to the "Pleasantville" sign behind the bush. He moves the bush out of the way. The actual sign reads "Pleasantly Gayville")
Tommy: You're nightmare is being gay?
Merton: What? No way. (Pause) Maybe.
Tommy: (Sighs) Okay Merton. You have to face your fear. That's the only way to get out.
Merton: And how on earth do I do that?
Flaming Merton: Perhaps you're denying your true homosexual feelings?
Merton and Tommy: No!
Flaming Merton: Sheesh, you don't have to get so testy.
Merton: Wait. I think I know what it is. (Pause) I, uh, guess I was scared that if something, umm, different happened to one of us, we would stop being best friends, and, I, uh. . .
Tommy: It's okay buddy. (Pause) But, just answer me this, you don't have any, umm, feelings for me, right?
Merton: Oh, of course not.
(Both laugh)
Tommy: Look. I know recently we haven't really been buddies. I just want to let you know that you'll always be my best friend.
Flaming Merton: (Crying. Blowing nose with a handkerchief.) I'm so sorry. That was just the sweetest thing.
Gay Tommy: He always gets like this. One of the reasons why I love him so much.
Flaming Merton: Really?
Gay Tommy: (Bashful) Yeah.
(Tommy and Merton raise their eyebrows, looking at each other)
Tommy: Maybe we should-
Merton: Definitely.
Tommy: We need to find Sky-Anne. No telling where she is.
Merton: Yeah, let's just, get out of here, shall we?
(Merton goes through the tree)
Tommy: I just hope Tonya's okay.
(Tommy vanishes through the tree. Tonya's dimension)
Tonya: (Sitting down on the sand, in a fetal position. Rocking back and forth) I can't get out. I'm trapped. Not again. Not again.
Voice: What's wrong Tonya? Haven't you forgotten me yet?
Tonya: Go away. You're not real. You're dead.
Voice: Obviously not to you.
Tonya: You're dead!
Voice: Now, is that anyway to talk to your mother?
Tonya: Shut up! Shut up! You're not real! I killed you! (Her mother disappears. Now whispering) I . . . killed . . . you.
(She gets up, walks towards the tree, and vanishes.)
TBC
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I own none of the characters in this story except for Dana, Tonya, Sky- Anne, Gabriel, and the occasional extra or two. Other characters are all owned by Telescene. In other words, not me!
Ch. 15: FEAR FACTOR
(Walking through the park)
Merton: And that's basically what happened.
Sky-Anne: In a nutshell.
Tommy: So, let me get this straight. You tried to get back Dana, instead you got back Tonya, and now she's all, loony?
Merton: Loonier.
Tommy: Sorry, loonier. Tonya was in, Hell?
(Sky-Anne and Merton nod)
Tommy: And supposedly Dana is in Hell too?
Merton: Well, technically, we aren't quite sure. Chances are that, umm, she is. Heh, heh.
Tommy: Why didn't you guys listen to me in the first place? I told you not to get involved.
Merton: (Angry) Then what are we suppose to do Tommy? I'm not like you, I can't forget about her just like that. No matter how hard I try. I know that if my blood hadn't opened that portal she would have never had to sacrifice herself.
(The group stops in front of four trees)
Tommy: None of it was your fault Merton. That's just the way things played out.
Sky-Anne: Uh, guys.
Merton: Yeah, well, it still hurts.
Sky-Anne: Guys!
(Tommy and Merton turn to her. She points towards the trees. Merton and Tommy turn towards the trees. Portals in each of the trunks open. The portals suck the teenagers into the trunks. The portals close.)
Tonya: (Coming on camera) Sky-Anne? Tommy?
(Gabriel's apartment. The shades are pulled down. The walls are dark.)
Gabriel: Sorry for the dark lighting. Not much of a fan for the sun, or the light, for that matter.
Dana: It's okay, I'm still getting used to the lighting around here anyway.
Gabriel: My phone is disconnected, because, well, I'm kind of unemployed at the moment, so you can't really call anyone.
Dana: That's okay. No one to call.
Gabriel: Really? (Pause) So, are you a runaway then?
Dana: No, I just kind of wound up in another place. Are you?
Gabriel: No, but I understand. Didn't really care for my parents either.
Dana: I have no parents.
Gabriel: Oh. (Pause) I see. (Clears throat) Umm, can't say I got much food. I can get something if you like.
Dana: No. I'm fine. (Both look around. Both quiet.) There is someone . . . I mean, someone I should go talk to.
(Scene shifts to Merton coming out of his tree. He looks around)
Merton: (He sees a Pleasantville sign with a bush in the front of it) Was that bush there? (Brushes himself off. Starts to walk, but slips and falls. He clutched his wound) Ow. (Pause) Or, no ow? That's funny, the pain's gone. Maybe it was a healing tree. Cool! (Tommy walks in from behind a tree) Tommy! There you are. What happened?
Tommy: (A little shocked) Umm, don't know.
Merton: Where's Sky-Anne? Is she all right?
Tommy: (Still a little surprised) Umm, sure, she has a date, remember?
Merton: Date? Uh, Tommy, exactly how long have I been gone?
(Forest, daylight. Sky-Anne jumps out of a tree.)
Sky-Anne: Where am I? (She looks at a tree with an old-fashioned poster.) Witches, wanted dead or alive. (Sighs) Great, traveled back in time to Salem Pleasantville, how lovely. I should probably get out of here.
(She starts making an energy ball)
Man: Stop witch!!!
Sky-Anne: Oh crap.
(Tommy comes out of his tree. He looks around. Everything is dead, even the tree. The air is musty and red)
Tommy: (Seeing a broken sign of Pleasantville) This can't be happening.
(Merton's Dimension. The Factory)
Merton: (Glancing over at a group of girls) Man, those girls look really hot. What do you think Tommy?
Tommy: Nah, not really my type.
Merton: Oh c'mon, I thought every girl was your type.
Tommy: Who told you that?
Waitress: Can I get you anything else?
Merton: (Flirting, badly) Sure sweet thing. How about a little side of me with a little side of you? (Waitress looks disgusted. Tommy's eyebrow is raised. Merton whispers) Don't worry Tommy, I've been working on my pick- up lines. (Back to the waitress. Gives her his phone number) Here's a little tip. (Waitress rolls her eyes and walks away) Call me!!!
Tommy: Merton, what's up with you?
Merton: Hmm? What do you mean?
Tommy: Well, you've been acting strange lately, ever since I found you in the park.
Merton: (Picking up his drink) How so?
Tommy: Well, Merton, for one thing, you're . . . gay.
Merton: (Spits out his drink) Beg your pardon?
Tommy: Merton, are you feeling all right?
Merton: No, actually, I think I'm getting kind of queasy. (Pause) I'll be fine, I, uh, just hit my head in the park, so if you don't mind, could you fill me in on some stuff? (Tommy nods, concerned) So, are you- (Tommy nods) and you and me are-?
Tommy: No, we used to. (Sad) But not anymore.
Merton: How long have I known?
Tommy: I guess the same as everyone else.
Merton: (Eyes widen) Everyone else?
Tommy: Merton, you really did bump your head hard didn't you? The Factory is a gay club.
(Waitress walks back towards Merton and Tommy's table.)
Merton: (Pointing to her) Gay? (Tommy nods. Merton sighs, gets up and takes the phone number away from her) I'll be taking that. (Sits back down, crosses arms and pouts) Hmph.
Tommy: (A little confused) Merton, are you sure you're okay?
Merton: Am I okay? Am I okay? I'm surrounded by gay people! How do you think I feel? (Tommy grabs Merton by the forearm) Ow, heh, what are you doing?
Tommy: (Eyes glowing) Wolf out Merton.
Merton: (A little frightened) Come again.
Tommy: You're acting really weird and it's very confusing. Just wolf out so I know everything is okay.
Merton: (Shaking Tommy's grip loose. Standing up) No, I'm not doing anything except leaving.
(Merton turns to leave. Tommy's hand covers Merton's mouth.)
Tommy: (Growling) Who are you?
(Merton's eyes widen. Sky-Anne's dimension. Sky-Anne is running through the forest)
Man: Come back witch and meet your doom!
Sky-Anne: Do they really expect that to work? (Stopping) What am I doing? I'm a powerful witch. I don't need to run.
Man: (Comes on camera) I command you to stop by order of the law.
Sky-Anne: Look, all I want to do is get back home. If you let me do that, I promise you will never see me ever again.
Man: I cannot let you do that. You must come with me to the courthouse where you will be judged for your crimes. If you resist, then we have the authority to kill you. Do you resist?
Sky-Anne: Yes. As a matter of fact I do. You know, I knew you guys were stubborn, but I never knew that you people were this pig-headed when it came to accepting others different than your tight . . . little . . . "people bubble" allows. Honestly, how indifferent are you guys?
(Something from behind electrocutes Sky-Anne. She falls to the ground.)
Man: (Grinning) Your Excellency. How nice of you to come.
Lady: (Wearing a long black robe with black feathers. Her hair is thin and black, her face pale and white) You baffoon. The only reason I came was because you couldn't handle the girl. How much patience does it take with you?
Man: Please, forgive me Lucinda. I only wanted to help you.
Lucinda: Well, you know what they say. (Blasts him with a fireball, leaving a burnt skeleton) Play with fire, you're gonna get burned. (Sky-Anne starts to stir) Hello darling. (Punches her, knocking Sky-Anne back out.)
(Pleasantville Park. Gabriel and Dana are walking. Dana stops in front of the four trees, kneeling towards the ground.)
Dana: (Picking up a card. Reads it) Merton J. Dingle. 968-277- 4653. This must be one of his tip cards.
Gabriel: (Raised eyebrow) Tip cards?
Dana: Yeah, long story. Now why would one of his cards be out here so far from the main park?
Gabriel: Maybe he got lost. Or just possibly dropped it.
Dana: We've been to his lair and he's not even there. It's almost 5:30 in the morning. I think he could be in trouble.
Gabriel: 5:30? Umm, I gotta go.
Dana: For what?
Gabriel: Umm, work, can't be late, you know how bosses are, five minutes late and they have a friggin heart attack.
(Gabriel rushes off)
Dana: But, I thought you said you were unemployed.
(Dana walks over to a tree, leans next to it and is sucked in. Tonya comes out from behind bushes, obviously having watched the whole thing. She then walks into a tree, and is pulled in. Tommy's dimension)
Tommy: I thought we stopped the apocalypse. This can't be right.
Tonya: But it is.
Tommy: (Turns around) How did you get here?
Tonya: Seems like we both have the same nightmare.
Tommy: Which would be?
Tonya: Hell on earth. I-I used to like it. But, after (pause) after where I was. I-I don't like it now.
Tommy: You really are shaken up over this aren't you?
Tonya: (sighs) This isn't Pleasantville. Or, at least, our Pleasantville. We need to get out of here. Through the tree.
(They walk over towards it. Tommy tries to walks through but can't.)
Tommy: It's solid.
Tonya: The tree must want something accomplished here.
Tommy: What?
Tonya: It wants something to be done. (Pause) Do you blame yourself for anything related to this nightmare?
Tommy: No. I know it wasn't my fault. Besides, why should you care? It's none of your business anyway.
Tonya: It's the only way to get out of here. Face your fear. Deep down, you must feel a shudder whenever you think of Pleasantville becoming a deserted wasteland.
Tommy: It's not that. It's, it's not that. I, uh, Merton blames himself for Dana's death. But I blame myself for not helping my friends. Sky-Anne turned evil, Merton got hurt, and Dana, Dana. . . . if I hadn't been-
Tonya: Fighting me?
Tommy: Yeah.
Tonya: Tommy, you were trying to save your friends. By fighting me you were protecting them. You knew I would have slit their throats any chance I could have gotten.
Tommy: Yeah. But, I could have still saved them.
Tonya: Tommy, it's not your fault.
Tommy: I know.
Tonya: No, I don't think you do. But you should know this, if you don't get over your fear, another one might come true.
Tommy: What?
Tonya: Think about it, if we are in our nightmare world, where do you think Merton and Sky-Anne are? If you still feel guilty for not being able to save them, then redeem yourself. Save them this time around.
Tommy: You're right.
(He moves into the tree, this time going through it. Tonya tries to go as well, but can't. Merton's dimension. Caves. Merton wakes up)
Merton: Great, every time I wake up I'm shackled to a cave. Just great.
Tommy: (Coming out from the shadows. Wolfed out) Who are you?
Merton: Me? C'mon, who the hell do you think I am?
Tommy: (Drawing out a dagger) Who are you?
Merton: Yep, definitely deja vous all over again.
Voice: Oh, so now you're torturing victims without me? Now I remember why I can't stand you.
Tommy: (Turning around) Merton! (Camera zooms around to reveal a very flaming Merton wearing a silk black shirt with dress pants.) I knew you would eventually come back.
Flaming Merton: (Hands on hips) I didn't come to see you. I just came by to get my Cher compact discs.
Tommy: But Merton!
Flaming Merton: (Keeping Tommy away) Nu, uh, uh. No touch. (Peering over to Merton) So who's the (gasping)-
Both Mertons: You're me!!!
Tommy: You noticed too?
Flaming Merton: Oh, I get it, you can't live without me so you go and get this, this, tramp look-a-like to dress up like me.
Merton: Excuse me, tramp?
Tommy: No that's not true. This isn't what it looks like.
Flaming Merton: Oh, so this isn't a "Master of Pain" get-together then, is it?
Tommy: Well. . .
Both Mertons: WHAT? Ewe!!!
Flaming Merton: Okay, this is starting to wig me out. (Starts to yank Merton's hair) Why won't this come off?!
Merton: Ow, because it's real you nit-wit.
Flaming Merton: Wait a second. You really are me. (Smiling) This could turn out interesting.
Merton: What? No, no, no, no, no. I mean, you're a suave, devilishly handsome guy, but, I, uh, don't really do that kind of stuff.
Tommy: (Disappointed) He's straight. (Rolls eyes) And human.
Flaming Merton: Oh, I thought that stench was just a B.O. problem. (Chuckling) Then what were you planning to do with him Thomas?
Tommy: I don't know.
Flaming Merton: (Seeing a frightened Merton) Awe, Thomas, let the poor boy go.
Merton: Yes, let the poor boy go.
Flaming Merton and Tommy: Shut up Merton.
Merton: Righty-o.
Tommy: (sighs) Do we hafta let him go?
Flaming Merton: Thomas P. Dawkins.
Tommy: All right, all right.
(Tommy unchains Merton)
Merton: Much better. Umm, thanks for the hospitality, or the lack of, but I really need to get out of here. (Merton starts out of the cave, then comes back in) Umm, not to bother you, but, where exactly is Pleasantville Park from here?
(Pleasantville Park. Tommy jumps out of the tree)
Tommy: Okay, where am I?
(Merton, Flaming Merton, and Gay Tommy come on camera)
Merton: Tommy!
(Flaming Merton and Gay Tommy look at each other)
Gay Tommy: This just gets weirder and weirder.
(Flaming Merton nods)
Tommy: Merton! (Tommy hugs Flaming Merton. Flaming Merton takes this opportunity and squeezes his butt) Hey! Merton- what the?
(Merton pokes Tommy. Tommy turns)
Merton: Wrong Merton.
Tommy: Oh, umm. (Edging away from Flaming Merton) Sorry. (Flaming Merton winks. Tommy gets closer to Merton) Mind telling me what's going on here?
Merton: Gladly.
(Merton walks over to the "Pleasantville" sign behind the bush. He moves the bush out of the way. The actual sign reads "Pleasantly Gayville")
Tommy: You're nightmare is being gay?
Merton: What? No way. (Pause) Maybe.
Tommy: (Sighs) Okay Merton. You have to face your fear. That's the only way to get out.
Merton: And how on earth do I do that?
Flaming Merton: Perhaps you're denying your true homosexual feelings?
Merton and Tommy: No!
Flaming Merton: Sheesh, you don't have to get so testy.
Merton: Wait. I think I know what it is. (Pause) I, uh, guess I was scared that if something, umm, different happened to one of us, we would stop being best friends, and, I, uh. . .
Tommy: It's okay buddy. (Pause) But, just answer me this, you don't have any, umm, feelings for me, right?
Merton: Oh, of course not.
(Both laugh)
Tommy: Look. I know recently we haven't really been buddies. I just want to let you know that you'll always be my best friend.
Flaming Merton: (Crying. Blowing nose with a handkerchief.) I'm so sorry. That was just the sweetest thing.
Gay Tommy: He always gets like this. One of the reasons why I love him so much.
Flaming Merton: Really?
Gay Tommy: (Bashful) Yeah.
(Tommy and Merton raise their eyebrows, looking at each other)
Tommy: Maybe we should-
Merton: Definitely.
Tommy: We need to find Sky-Anne. No telling where she is.
Merton: Yeah, let's just, get out of here, shall we?
(Merton goes through the tree)
Tommy: I just hope Tonya's okay.
(Tommy vanishes through the tree. Tonya's dimension)
Tonya: (Sitting down on the sand, in a fetal position. Rocking back and forth) I can't get out. I'm trapped. Not again. Not again.
Voice: What's wrong Tonya? Haven't you forgotten me yet?
Tonya: Go away. You're not real. You're dead.
Voice: Obviously not to you.
Tonya: You're dead!
Voice: Now, is that anyway to talk to your mother?
Tonya: Shut up! Shut up! You're not real! I killed you! (Her mother disappears. Now whispering) I . . . killed . . . you.
(She gets up, walks towards the tree, and vanishes.)
TBC
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