Sylvester and Tweety

Guess who's Back? Back again? Please don't Sue! I'll be your friend!

PUSH ME is back with a brand new chap, and I don't mean Chap as in a new case of Jamie molesting Accusate...Wait...Yes I Do!

Just R&R :)


Jamie: Ok, Scene ready? Bobby got his props?

Scott: Yes, My Lord. Are you pleased with your props?

Jamie: (Licks lollipop) Get me a bigger Lolly!

Scott: We don't... don't have a bigger Lolly

(He flinches)

Jamie: Scott... Baby... Don't worry... I'm not gonna get mad... Just make sure it's pineapple then...

Scott: Erm... We don't have that either...

(Jamie clicks his fingers and a squad of multiples marches forward and brutally beats him with pineapple lollies)

Jamie: Huh, it was my fault, maybe Ishould stop them...

(Witnesses one Jamie pull out Scott's intestine out and devour it)

Jamie: Maybe not...


(The camera opens to Jamie, sitting in a steel cage swinging on a swing, noticing the camera he bursts into song)

Jamie: I'm a sweet little boy in a steel mesh cage,

Jamies my name and I can't count my age.

I don't have to worry, and that is that,

I'm safe in here from those New Mutant prats!

(Bobby, Ray and Sam tiptoe towards the cage, trying to batter and bruise Jamie without Logan or the girls going to town on them)

Bobby: (Looks to camera) Good thing to. Amara says she's gonna aim a little lower with the golf club next time!

Sam: That women is CRAZY!

Ray: I'm running out of vital organs!

Remy: YEAH!

(The three turn to look at Remy, dressed in Ducky PJs and holding a toothbrush)

Ray: What are you doing here?

Remy: What am I doing here? I live here! What are you doing here?

Bobby: We...uh... SHUT UP!

Sam: Yeah, get out!

Remy: You can't tell Remy to get out his own house! The council can't so I'll be damned if I let you!

(Bobby sighs, walking forward and picking up a stick ((What? Didn't expect a sick inside?)) Showing it to Remy)

Bobby: Remy? See the stick?

Remy: Yeah Bobby, Remy sees it! He sees the stick!

Bobby: Really? You wan't the stick Remy? You wannit?

Remy: Remy want the stick! Give it to him! Give it to him now! Along with a helicopter, a $1,000 and an oompa loompa!

Bobby: Fetch the stick Remy! (Throws it towards the window)

Remy: RRREEEEEEEEMMMMMMYYYYYYY!

(He jumps out the window after it, narrowly avoiding a container full of glass bottles, and a manure truck)

Remy: Wow it gotta be his lucky day!

(Both objects fall on him, spilling their contents. There were no survivors...)


(Jamie is still singing, when he notices Bobby stick his head round to the cage)

Jamie: I thought I saw a NewMutant!

(Sam and Ray follow Bobby's example, glowering at Jamie)

Jamie: I did! I did see a New Mutant!

(The trio pull a crowbar from wherever the hell toons get this stuff, and proceed to wrench the cage door with it)

Jamie: You'll never get through with that!

Bobby: He's right, there has to be an easier way...

Ray: Easier that a crowbar?

Sam: Is that possible...

(The three look together at the ceiling, pondering this, before Bobby shakes his head and remebers the situation)

Bobby: I have it! No... wait... Yes...No... Maybe...Wait... YES!

Ray: What?

(Bobby steps forward and ices the cage bars, then shoves his fist through, shattering12 bars)

Jamie: Now that is what I call 12 bar blues... (Rimshot)

(Bobby steps through, bandishing a molted Iron bar)

Bobby: You guys got the special stuff?

Ray: What's so special about toy lightsabers?

Bobby: They sting like hell, and don't leave a mark... Perfect weapons...

Jamie:Won't the smoldering iron do damage enought to show Amara?

Bobby: Not where we're gonna shove it...

Jamie: >Gulp

(He points over Bobby's shoulder at Ray, who stares at him confused)

Jamie: It's Ok Me number 564098, stop pretending to be Ray now...

Ray: Wha...?

Jamie: The plan failed, you can stop now...

Ray: Wht are you talking about?

(Notices the glowering looks Sam and Bobby are giving him)

Ray: You don't believe him? He can't copy other people!

Bobby: That's what a clone would say!

Sam: Die, Heathen!

(The two proceed to pound Ray, Jamie slipping away unnoticed. A loud scream told him they used the Iron)


Bobby: Sorry Ray... Can't believe we fell for that...

Ray: Oh don't worry... You'll pay with your lives...

Bobby: There see? I knew you'd forgive us...

Sam: Didn't you hear him? He said he's gonna beat us with a rubber duck till we bleed and die!

Bobby: Thanks! I would love a twinky about now... Oh precious snack cake...giver of life...Let's never fight again...

Sam: Are you hugging that Twinky?

Bobby: Uh... No

Sam: ok...

Bobby: Swish!

Bobby: There he is...

(Points at Jamie... standing next to Amara)

Sam: Damn, we can't get him now... Bobby, Ray, let's reschedule... BOBBY NO!

Bobby: Oh Lord, please guide this twinky,and all those relying on the twinky,and may it come to rest upon the skull of th Madrox... AMEN!

(He lugs a twinky at Jamie, just as Amara bends over him to hug him. There's a sickening thud, and Amara goes down. Twinkys...Taste so good... Deadly when in the wrong hands...)

(Cut to annoying slow motion Death scene)

Jamie: NNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Sam: AAAAAAAMMMMMMMMAAAAAARRRRRRRAAAAAA!

Ray: SSSSSHHHHHHHIIIIIIITTTTTTT!

Bobby: TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWIIIIIIIINNNNNKKKKKYYYYYYY!

All: NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

TO BE CONTINUED...