Chapter 9: One More Time...
Two more scenes left. That was all Mike was concerned about when he took out his megaphone the next day. "Alright, everyone! We have only one more day so let's get this out right now-"
"Mike! Uh, we got another problem here!" someone called out to him. The director froze, this was the last thing he needed to hear.
"Dare I turn around?" he said to himself. Mike closed his eyes and slowly turned around. His floor manager stood uneasily before him. "What's wrong?"
"It turns out two of our cast members are sick…"
"What?! Who?!"
"Well, Nurse has come down a cold."
Mike inhaled deeply at this cruel irony. "That's okay, we won't really need her until the very last scene." He paused for a moment. "But who else is sick?"
"Ahh…" a guttural moan creaked behind him. Yakko and Dot were carefully guiding Wakko, who was barely able to stand up on his own two feet. His red cap covered his half-lidded eyes.
Mike knelt down to his height. "Wakko, what's wrong?" He nearly jumped back when the Warner's head abruptly perked his head up. Now his eyes were wide open and changing into various colors.
"Whoa guys, it's a pink haired dragon!" said Wakko. Mike slowly backed away from him after hearing that.
Ed looked over as he wiped off a camera lens. "What's wrong with him?"
Yakko rubbed the bags underneath his red eyes. "We don't know! It was worse last night!"
"He ruined my beauty sleep! He wouldn't shut up, and he kept seeing things!" Dot crankily filled them in.
The middle sibling nodded, completely slack-jawed. "I saw a three-headed woodchuck! An upside down orange, the yellow submarine, and lots of pretty spots!"
"Maybe it was something he ate?" Mike wondered. "What did you have, Wakko?"
"All I had was the lunch table..."
"Our bed sheets" Dot cut in irritably.
Wakko pulled out one that was still unwrapped. "And a few of these brownies"
Behind Mike, Ed's jaw dropped when he saw it.
"Wait, those aren't regular brownies…" Mike said. He took a closer look at them and read the label. His eyes widened with horror. "Where'd you get these from?!"
Wakko pointed a finger at Ed. "From him…"
The cameraman's face dropped when all eyes turned towards him. He shook a fist at Wakko.
"You limey snitch…" Ed muttered before Mike grabbed him by the shirt.
"Ed! Why?!" he seethed through clenched teeth.
"What?! It's Amsterdam! They're legal."
A moment later, Ed's face met the ground. Mike paced around him, rubbing his forehead.
"So what do we do now?" Yakko asked. He pulled Wakko away from a nearby half munched tulip patch.
"Might as well wait for the brownies to wear off," Ed said once got back on his feet. "Looks like he's startin to crash."
"How do these brownies work anyway?" Dot looked at the labeled brownies, struggling to understand the Dutch writing. Mike took the brownie from her.
"Dot, that would require a 2-hour long educational lecture that neither you nor I have the patience for." He explained.
"So it's on with the show?"
"Exactly!" Yakko answered.
[Scene 6 Take 1]
The Warners strained with all their all muscles as they tried to move the enormous wooden anvil on wheels. It didn't help that it rained the night before. Their feet slipped against the muddy ground.
Yakko pushed with all his might. "Argh, you sure there's not a real anvil inside this thing?!"
[Scene 6 Take 3]
"Why are we pushing a large turkey?" Wakko asked. The half-baked Warner had a noticeable belly bulge. Just minutes before filming, he cleared the breakfast table in 6 seconds. A personal new record.
[Scene 6 Take 5]
The anvil still didn't budge. Then Wakko let out an enormous belch that managed to spring the anvil forward a few feet. This, unfortunately, made the other Warners flop face-first into the soggy ground. Dot shuddered at the brown stains all over her.
"Makeup!" she shrieked.
[Scene 6 Take 9]
After several bad takes, a crane off-screen attached a hook to the front end of the anvil. This made it much easier to move. Finally, they could go forward, pun intended.
"You think this plan will work?" Dot asked.
"It better, we don't have any more commercial breaks" Yakko replied.
They soon reached the fortress just outside of Dunlikus's castle. The heavy anvil slammed right into one of the wooden walls with a hard thud. A low grunt came from inside.
"You okay, Perry?" Yakko put an ear to the anvil.
"Yes, ow" a voice answered.
[Scene 6 Take 10]
This time, the anvil was brought up just a few feet away from the entrance. The wooden doors slowly opened up.
Meanwhile, inside the fortress walls, Umlatte and Spink looked on from a distance. Once you got past the enormous barrage of soldiers, tanks, and artillery, you could see them safely huddled inside a barricaded trench.
They heard one of their guards inspect the suspicious package. "It's a present for the dictator!"
"It's a present for the dictator, a present for you" Spink stated.
"What?" Umlatte yelled. The tight helmet impaired his hearing.
"A present for you!" Spink yelled into his ears.
"Thank you, Bring it in!"
The guards did as told and wheeled the wooden anvil inside. At the same, the Warners huddled just outside the walls. Wakko pulled out a rigged TNT detonator.
"Hit it!" Yakko said before he covered his ears. Wakko pushed down on the detonator handle. Nothing happened.
[Scene 6 Take 11]
"Hit it!"
"Already did…" Wakko uttered, holding up another pot brownie. Dot quickly smacked it out of his hand.
[Scene 6 Take 12]
"Hit it!"
Somehow, a tank managed to blow up a few feet away. The explosion caused a chain reaction of artillery catching fire and eventually blowing up as well. Soldiers ran out of the fortress as debris and rubble rained down from the air. The Warners ducked when a flaming wheel sailed just above their heads.
"Ooh," the Warners said in unison.
"Wow! A flying doughnut!" Wakko exclaimed.
"What the f-?! Cut! Cut!" Mike screamed.
When the smoke cleared. Nothing was left except damaged artillery and a few singed soldiers. Surprisingly, however, the wooden anvil was left untouched.
Umlatte and Spink slowly rose out of their trench.
"What the…" Umlatte could barely muster the strength to finish his sentence. Spink doused a burning flame on his head with a finger.
"Now how's that for a climax!" Yakko exclaimed.
Mike scratched his head "Too bad none of this will make it to the final cut…"
[Scene 6 Take 13]
"Hit it!"
After a brief check-in faulty wiring, this time the scene went as planned. The wooden anvil deployed its 'secret' weapon. Perry Coma appeared before the soldiers, microphone in hand.
" Anvillaniaaa, Anvialania…."
The sleep-inducing performance was done for the final time. Just as expected, the soldiers steadily nodded off into a deep sleep. Even Perry managed to have knocked himself out.
"It's their secret weapon …" Spink yawed just before he eventually fell asleep as well.
"What?!" Umlatt barked. The Warners looked inside.
"It worked! Come my siblings we must capture the flag!" Yakko exclaimed. The trio ran inside the unguarded entrance way. Yakko proudly stood atop a small mound where Dunlikius's flag stood. "I declare this castle in the name of…" Yakko's moment of pride dissipated when he noticed something missing. "Uh, where's our flag?"
[Scene 6 Take 14]
This time with the Anvilanian flag in hand, they marched into the fortress and planted it where Dunlikius flag stood. Wakko snapped a shot of Yakko posing near the flag with an old polaroid.
"King Yakko, now that you've won the war, what are you going to do?" Dot reported.
"I'm heading to Hooters!" Yakko ad-libbed.
"Cut!"
[Scene 6 Take 15]
"I'm having a bottle of Coke,"
[Scene Take 18]
"Make no middle man, I am…
[Scene 6 take 25]
"I'm going to Dis-"
"Hold it right there!" Umalatte bellowed. He came from behind a large mound with a bazooka aimed directly at them.
Yakko looked at him in shock. "Where'd you get that?!"
"It's Slappy Squirrel's, she let us borrow it," Mike explained.
Wakko walked right up to Umlatte for a closer look. "Don't worry, it's probably not loaded…"
He pressed a button on the side of the weapon. A jet of smoke streaked just above the Warners' heads, and right towards the crew.
"Holy shit!" Ed yelped. He jumped out of the way just before the missile obliterated his camera and the ground beneath it. He fearfully shivered in Mike's arms.
"I think you could stand to lose a few pounds, Ed." the director grumbled, struggling to stand up.
[Scene 6 Take 26]
"Hold it right there!"
Dot pointed at the dictator towering above her. "Hey, how come you're not asleep?"
"What?!"
"Enough with the what jokes." Yakko said as he took off Umlatte's helmet. "We win Mr. Tator; war's over, go on home, we won now, you have no army, no hard feelings okay?"
On that cheerful note, the Warners zipped down the mound and right towards the exit. They were suddenly intercepted when Umlatte appeared in front of them.
Gloating, the burly dictator leaned right to their faces. "Hah, I don't need an army now, because I got you three…!"
Umlatte stopped mid-sentence when Wakko nearly fainted in shock. "Holy moly! His head just grew three sizes, how strong were those brownies?!"
"That's not the brownies Wakko, that's just ego inflation" Yakko joked.
[Scene 6 Take 27]
"…I got you three! And once you are gone, I'll have your country as well"
The dictator exploded in a fit of maniacal laughter.
"Wait, you're forgetting something?" Yakko stopped him before he pulled the trigger.
"What?"
"I thought I said enough with the what jokes"
[Scene 6 Take 28]
"What?"
Yakko took out a fake contract sheet "Well, being an evil villain you are contractually required to explain your plan before you get rid of us."
Unamused, Umlatte tossed the contract aside and aimed at the Warners in point blank range.
"But I'd prefer I got rid you right now…"
"Cut!"
"I'm sorry, but that just doesn't fit my character! A real villain wouldn't blab his master plan!
"But it's a perfect set up to your big scene coming up!" Mike countered.
"No! It's an obvious cliché" Umlatte said with crossed arms. "This isn't a Saturday Morning cartoon.
Dot raised her hand. Yakko stopped her before she said anything "Don't tell him, he might crack."
"You're not following it directly; you're just… subverting it." Mike explained. "Turning the cliché into an act of your own.
Umlatte's scowl disappeared. "Really?"
"Yes, this actually actuates your character's ego, showing that he still sees his chance of victory in spite of his impending defeat. It makes your final scene, all more powerful…"
Umlatte pondered this while he scratched his head. The Warner's did likewise. Yakko stopped to look ahead at the very next scene in the script. A sly smile crept across his face.
"For once I agree with you, Mike. Maybe that is a good idea" he spouted in agreement.
"Alright, if makes my scene better. I'll do it" Umlatte answered. A huge grin spread across his face. Yakko and his siblings simply rolled their eyes.
"You believe that bull you said?" Ed whispered to Mike.
"Hell no," he muttered. "Action!"
[Scene 6 Take 29]
"…you are contractually required to explain your master plan before you get rid of us."
"Oh, right," Umlatte grumbled. He put down the bazooka. "After I disposed of you, I will control Anvilania and finally, the anvils will all be mine!" Another round of maniacal laughter came.
"Anvils?" the trio asked.
"Yes, I will have all the anvils!"
"Exsquzze me, this whole thing was about anvils? Why didn't you say so?" said Yakko.
"Here you go, you can have my anvil." Dot said before she handed him one. Umlatte scratched his head at what laid in his hand.
"I don't want this tiny thing!"
Yakko handed him a larger anvil. "Well, you can have this one."
Umlatte swiped it out of his hands. "No!"
"Don't look at me I'm keeping mine," Wakko said while holding onto his own.
"No, no! I want big anvils and lots of them!"
"Cut! A little flat on that delivery, Uemlatt." Mike stated.
"Say, Mike, just out of curiosity, why did you get a stuntman to play the lead villain, to begin with?" Yakko asked him.
"Why not? Obviously, he appreciates my talent" Umlatte interjected.
"Uh sure, yeah that's it," Mike responded dismissively. "Action!"
[Scene 6 Take 30]
"I want big anvils and lots of them!"
"No problem. Wait right here." Yakko told him just before he and the others ran off-screen. "Actually ehhh a little over here." Yakko came back and moved Umlatte over just a few inches. He disappeared again.
Several feet in the air, a red balloon levitated Wakko right over Umlatte, large anvil in hands.
"Ready, Wakko?!" he called from off-screen. Wakko gave a thumbs up.
"Action!" Mike barked.
[Scene 6 Take 31]
Dumbfounded, the dictator looked down at the ground. Below his feet was a large bullseye, and above his head was a tiny anvil. The item dinked off his forehead.
"What is this?!" Umlatte stated. He scooped it up. "I said I wanted big anvils..." Wham! The big anvil in question came a second later.
"Sorry!" Wakko called out.
[Scene 6 Take 32]
This time the larger one hit first. Dot came up and pulled the heavy load off him.
Umlatte instantly sprang back on his feet. "How was that?"
"Eh, timing was way off," Mike commented. "Let's try that again."
[Scene 6 Take 36]
Wham! The same one came again. It hit before Umlatte could even look up. Dot panted when she pulled it off him again.
"Ahh... That still doesn't look right" Yakko pondered. "Don't you think so, Mike?"
[Scene 6 Take 40]
Wham!
"Cut! Let's tighten up the timing just a little bit more " said Mike.
"How many takes do we need?!" Dot breathlessly asked. Sweat beaded as she struggled to pick up the anvil once more.
"As many as we need!"
This would be repeated again and again. Some were too early, others were late. Wakko had to keep re-inflating his balloon to stay in the air. Yakko had to take over anvil retrieving when Dot was too tired. And even then, he got tired himself. And yet, Umlatte continuously got back up with each one. Finally, after a few takes, it was perfect.
[Scene 6 Take 100]
Wham!
"Those kind of anvils?" Yakko asked.
"Yeeesss!" Umlatt replied, barely unfazed by having 200 pounds of cast iron squishing his head.
"Okay!" Yakko came back a few seconds later. "Doesn't that hurt?"
"Nooo!"
[Scene 6 Take 101]
Before Umlatte knew it, two more anvils came, each one larger than the last. The heavy payloads repeatedly squished the costar to the ground. .Some came at the snip of rope, others by a catapult leaving him dizzy and aching. But Umlatte shook off each one. Then Yakko brought a truck full of them.
"Factory direct to you! No…" Yakko spoke before he scratched his head. He couldn't believe it. "Uhh… what was my line again?"
A wave of groans and yells from the crew made Yakko flinch.
"Are you serious?!" Mike screeched. "Cut!"
[Scene 6 Take 102]
"Factory direct you, No middleman, I am the king!"
He unloaded the heavy truckload towards his target. Meanwhile, Umlatte managed to squeeze out from underneath the anvils. He gasped, it wasn't over yet. The Warners had more anvils rigged with wooden catapults.
"Fire!"
Umlatte ran for cover, narrowly avoiding the volley of anvils that descended upon him. Dirt flew from the ground as more came. He had no choice but to retreat to his castle. But even there, he still wasn't safe. The anvils started obliterated the surrounding castle, each one coming in like falling bombs. The only spot left was its tallest tower.
The angry dictator peeked out from the very top. "You little...! Where did they go?"
A shadow fell above him. When he looked up, he saw where it belonged to. In the air, the Warners dangled an enormous anvil from the base of a hot air balloon. What he couldn't see however were the several lines of invisible wires holding it up. That and Wakko was constantly pumping more hot air, struggling to keep the vehicle airborne. When the balloon was finally about to give way, Yakko cut the line. The dictator could do nothing but scream as the final anvil flattened what was left of his empire.
Thud!
[Scene 6 Take 103]
Damaged and defeated, Umatte pitifully crawled out of the rubble that was once his castle. "I need…more…"
The Warners ran up to him, narrowly avoiding a balloon crash just minutes before.
"Poor little evil fella who asked for it," said Dot.
"Here, you can have my -"Wakko began to speak when he froze, his face turning a sick shade of green. "Uh oh!"
Yakko quickly handed him Umlatte's helmet. Not a moment later, Wakko went behind a boulder and upchucked into it.
"Dee- gusting!" Dot cringed.
[Scene 6 Take 104]
"Here, you can have my anvil after all…" said Wakko. He handed the anvil to his defeated opponent.
"Looks like the brownies worked out of his system," Ed commented briefly. "We're keeping this our little secret aren't we, Mike?"
"I won't spill if you won't! What happens in Amsterdam, stays in Amsterdam." Mike replied. He winked before drinking from a water bottle.
"Well that completes the delivery, just sign here." Yakko said as he handed the fallen dictator a clipboard.
"You win, I give up, I surrender, do with me what you will!" Umlatt cried.
Yakko blew a kiss to the audience "Goodnight everybody!"
Mike immediately sprayed Ed with water. The director doubled over in a coughing fit. "Cu… cut!"
"Goddammit, Mike!" Ed yelled.
"Yakko! Have you no shred of innocence?!" Dot remarked in offense.
"Ehhh… nope!" Yakko answered.
"Not me! " Wakko cut in.
Dot stormed off. "You guys are pigs! Both of you!"
[Scene 6 Take 105]
"...Do with me what you will!"
Yakko closed out the scene with his proposition. "Mr. Tator I think I've got a punishment for you that's fair just and clever, or maybe just fairly clever."
"Whatever,"
"And Cut! Fantastic job, Umlatt!" Mike congratulated.
The Warner's costar immediately got up on his feet. He smoothed back his slightly rustled hair and brushed off his armor. Despite taking all those hits, he was still able to keep his composure.
Dot stared in amazement. "He's still standing?!"
"Not even Wile Coyote can take that many!" Yakko exclaimed.
"Of course I am, a real stunt actor knows how to take a hit." Umlatte scoffed in response.
"You sure? That many anvils hitting your head can't be healthy." Wakko advised.
"Nonsense!" he replied. Umlatte paused for a moment. "Uh, which one of you is the girl again? Never mind," The Warners shook their heads as they watched Umlatte walk away, stumbling over several wires and rocks on the ground.
[Scene 7 Take 1]
The final scene played out back at the Anvialian castle. The crowd was in thunderous celebration as they welcomed back the Warners. Despite still being under the weather, Nurse gratefully played her part as the Warners approached her. She held out her hand for Yakko to kiss it. But not before she blew her nose with some tissue. Yakko uneasily stepped back a bit, his smile wavering for a moment.
"Sorry," she replied in stuffed voiced.
"Hello, Contagious Nurse!" Yakko whooped. Dot facepalmed at her brother's response.
[Scene 7 Take 2]
Yakko politely kissed Nurse's hand. After him, Dot kneeled into a curtsy. After her, Wakko held out his hand to shake, before abruptly resting a leg on Nurses' hand.
Ed scratched his head. "What the..."
"It's a Chico Marx reference Ed. You wouldn't know him." Mike explained.
"Who?"
"See?"
"We thank you all for your support..." the Warner trio creaked slightly off key.
"Cut!" Mike called out.
"Give us a minute!" Dot yelled.
Mike patiently waited as the Warners literally spent a full minute spraying their mouths with freshener spray, drinking water, flipping through the script, singing musical scales …."
"Are you done yet!?" the director shouted. Okay, so Mike wasn't that patient.
"We're good!" they responded in unison.
[Scene 7 Take 3]
"We thank you all for your support, and now the war we now report."
"Our country had been threatened by a mean and nasty man…"
Surprisingly, the scene went off without too many errors. Yakko, Dot, and Wakko traded off each other's lines with ease.
"…We gathered all the bravest men but they all ran away"
"So Wakko, Dot, the King and I went off to earn our pay!"
Dot ran into one shot with a hardhat on."The battle it was fierce"
Yakko did a backflip not far behind her. "But we rolled with the- Ouch!"
Yakko winced after colliding into Dot. A second later, Wakko fell from above, knocking both of them down.
"What happened?" Wakko asked.
"Why'd you come in late Dot?" Yakko complained.
"I came in late? You jumped in too early…!" Dot spat back.
[Scene 7 Take 5]
Yakko flipped into the shot again perfectly this time. "But we rolled with the punch."
"The odds they were against us" both siblings sung as they caught their brother.
"Six hours without lunch." Wakko added, rubbing his empty stomach. It was unscripted, it rhymed, but it worked. They gently put him down.
We fooled the old dictator and his castle was destroyed, but we're not mean in that way so now he's gainfully employed."
Off to the side, a wooden door opened. Umlatte appeared in the jester's costume. Oddly enough, he found this less embarrassing than his ballroom attire.
"This anvil was so big…"
"How big was it?" the crowd asked. The large anvil from earlier flattened him once more.
Thud!
His lips squeaked from underneath. "This big…"
"So now won't you join us, for our country and the king? Raise your hammers high, and let the anvils ring." The Warners sang together, mallets raised above their heads.
"Let the anvils ring, let the anvils ring…!"
The Anvilianians did as told and pounded row of several anvils. The chimes of solid iron got and louder and louder to point where the ground started to vibrate.
The castle began to shake and rumble. Cracks stretched across the walls. Mike along with the rest of the crew managed to bolt out the main entrance. The entire castle façade crumbled to the ground. What took over 3 months to construct went down in only one minute. When the dust cleared, the Warners heads peaked above the rubble. Wakko pulled up one of Dot's dresses.
"Polka Dot?" the Warner brothers said in unison.
"Why not?" Dot shrugged. She picked up the fake accordion while Yakko pulled Nurse out of the debris.
Finally, the correct Polka music played in the background. Nurse and the Warners danced the day away as the short ended with an iris out.
"Cut and print. That's a wrap everyone!" Mike exclaimed. He fell back into a chair with a sigh of relief.
"Finally!" Dot cheered.
"Oh that's wonderful-"Nurse barely finished her sentence before she let out a huge sneeze all over Yakko. The eldest Warner was unfazed. "Excuse me,"
"Bless you," Yakko replied with a smile. "Although now I'll have a real reason to drop by your office now,"
"Boys..." Dot sighed as she helped Nurse down from the pile of rubble.
"Help me, Yakko," Wakko called out to him. Yakko came over and helped him pull out Umlatte from underneath the rubble. Their costar struggled to stand up straight. "You know Umlatte, you're alright with us,"
"Really?" the fazed costar responded.
Yakko jutted a finger at his chest. "Yep, I see a bright future for your acting career,"
"A-actually, I think I'm considering retirement." He responded. With a groan, Umlatte flopped to the ground.
"But didn't you hear? Mike says he has another great role for you!" Wakko spoke up. Umlatte immediately got back up after hearing that.
"I think I'll reconsider, what's it about?"
"Ah, something about an orange polyester dinosaur or something like that…" Yakko mused halfheartedly. Umlatte's expression soured at hearing that. Suddenly Mike came forward and patted him on the back.
"Seriously though, You all were great this week!" the director admitted. "Honestly, I was expecting this to end a whole lot worse."
"Ah, Mike you gotta have faith in your fellow actors," Yakko said while he rested an arm on his shoulders. "The short's done, me and Umlatte are cool, Wakko's not sick..."
"Uh oh!" Wakko gulped. His face turned green.
"Not again!" Yakko and Dot whined. Cheeks bulging, Wakko hurried past them. Not surprisingly, everyone avoided him like the plague when he ran towards the nearest barf bag he could find. Ed's backpack.
"No, my others camera's in there!" the cameraman shrieked.
"Your camera?! He's going into my dressing room!" Umlatte called after him. Both he and the stout crew member followed after him. They stopped just as Wakko ran inside Umlatte's trailer. Everyone shuddered in anticipation of what would come next. Nothing but silence. Not a few seconds later, Wakko hopped out as quickly as he came in. He came out looking completely fine.
Wakko grinned. "Ahh… wait, I think I'm alright now."
"You're not going to puke on my bag?" Ed worriedly asked.
"Or on my trailer?" Umlatte did likewise.
Wakko handed Ed his backpack. "Nope. I think I'm fine"
"How do you know?" Mike asked.
"Because I already did inside them."
And then, Ed unzipped the backpack. The smell made everyone gag.
Ed's face went beet red. "You limey shit!"
"Yikes!" Wakko yelped. He jumped out of dodge when Ed lunged for him. Spitting out grass, the stubbly legged cameraman chased after Wakko. At the same time, Umlatte peeked inside the trailer, his jaw hit the floor.
"Ahh! It's all over my bed!" he screeched. Umlatte threw his floppy dingle hat to the ground before chasing after the others.
"An older sibling's job is never done!" Yakko sighed before he ran off to rescue his brother, who was now in hot pursuit by Ed and Umlatte.
"We really need to use this in an episode one day..." said Dot. She shook her head. Suddenly she felt someone tap her shoulder. Behind her, Mike held out a small anvil in his hand.
"Just drop it on me. Please…" the director pleaded.
A/N: Well, thanks for sticking around to the end. I'm honestly pretty torn on this one. While I did enjoy writing it, I feel I could have done better in several spots. But that's criticism for you.
Feel free to leave your overall responses at the end. If possible, let me know which part of this entire has your favorite so far. In case some of you are wondering, I still haven't given up on Gang of Four". The next chapter for that is still in the drafting process. Iv'e been tied between working and being in school. So I'm sorry that I haven't been as attentive to this site.
Hope you all are enjoying 2017! Have a great Day
One more thing, the bit with Yakko pressing to Nurse's breast wasn't made up. Tom Reugger actually owns a cell of this actually happening. Apparently, it was removed just before the short was completed. Look it up.