A/N: cheerleader4life, Syd Lipsky is my original fanfic character. Kim
doesn't show up 'til later, if at all. Bwahahaha. Enjoy.
(Establishing Shot - Same forest. Syd leans over Ron, watching him)
Syd: I can see what you meant by 'unusual appetite'.
Ron: My sword! My sword is gone!
Syd: Hey, it's not your spine.
Ron: Meh, that's right. Hey, what happened to the...
(Ron and Syd survey the area)
Ron: ....horse. I hate valet parking.
Syd: It hasn't been invented yet!
Ron: On foot!
Syd: No way.
(Beat)
Syd: These shoes are new, I do not intend to ruin them!
Ron: You're a material maiden, aren't you?
Syd: Of course. Aren't all of us, at the age of sixteen?
Ron: Eh....not most of you.
Syd: Sorcery.
Ron: Let's just continue before the heat makes you even more...er...
Syd: Surely sir, you are not implying that I am a crazy person.
Ron: Oh, no, never, madam.
(They leave the forest.)
Syd: Well, you may not have your sword, but at least we have our money.
Ron: We lost it at the casino a while back.
Syd: Well, we may not have our money, but at least we have our food!
Ron: The MROUAs took that.
Syd: Well, we may not have our food, but at least we have our dignity!
Ron: We lost our dignity when we stopped at-
Syd: Let's not mention that again.
(Beat)
Ron: All we did was...
Syd: I TOLD YOU NOT TO MENTION IT!
Ron: Hey, it was your idea!
Syd: MY idea?!
(A person clad in black runs by with a bag)
Syd: (to Ron) Thief?
Ron: Most definitely.
Syd: Wanna chase after him?
Ron: We're out of money, we have no valuables-
Syd: Correction: YOU have no valuables.
Ron: The point is, we have nothing to lose and everything to gain!
(They follow)
Syd: Think we'll reach him soon?
Ron: Possibly!
Syd: (sighs) Oh no. I'm doomed.
(They chase after the thief)
(Establishing Shot - Same forest. Syd leans over Ron, watching him)
Syd: I can see what you meant by 'unusual appetite'.
Ron: My sword! My sword is gone!
Syd: Hey, it's not your spine.
Ron: Meh, that's right. Hey, what happened to the...
(Ron and Syd survey the area)
Ron: ....horse. I hate valet parking.
Syd: It hasn't been invented yet!
Ron: On foot!
Syd: No way.
(Beat)
Syd: These shoes are new, I do not intend to ruin them!
Ron: You're a material maiden, aren't you?
Syd: Of course. Aren't all of us, at the age of sixteen?
Ron: Eh....not most of you.
Syd: Sorcery.
Ron: Let's just continue before the heat makes you even more...er...
Syd: Surely sir, you are not implying that I am a crazy person.
Ron: Oh, no, never, madam.
(They leave the forest.)
Syd: Well, you may not have your sword, but at least we have our money.
Ron: We lost it at the casino a while back.
Syd: Well, we may not have our money, but at least we have our food!
Ron: The MROUAs took that.
Syd: Well, we may not have our food, but at least we have our dignity!
Ron: We lost our dignity when we stopped at-
Syd: Let's not mention that again.
(Beat)
Ron: All we did was...
Syd: I TOLD YOU NOT TO MENTION IT!
Ron: Hey, it was your idea!
Syd: MY idea?!
(A person clad in black runs by with a bag)
Syd: (to Ron) Thief?
Ron: Most definitely.
Syd: Wanna chase after him?
Ron: We're out of money, we have no valuables-
Syd: Correction: YOU have no valuables.
Ron: The point is, we have nothing to lose and everything to gain!
(They follow)
Syd: Think we'll reach him soon?
Ron: Possibly!
Syd: (sighs) Oh no. I'm doomed.
(They chase after the thief)
