LTP: ... Jackle, when I said the next sketch involved guns, I wasn't talking about portal guns.
*camera shows Jackle falling up and down in a two ground portal trap while NiGHTS and Reala watch*
LTP: *turns to NiGHTS* And how the hell did he get a hold of a portal gun anyway?
NiGHTS: We're not sure how, but Jackle somehow managed to sneak into the Portal universe and swiped one of the portal guns.
LTP: ...You know, I think I know how he got there to begin with.
NiGHTS and Reala: How?
*LTP points her thumb at a door that says 'Hall of Universes'*
Reala: ... How did we miss that?
Jackle: *manic giggling*
LTP: Well anyway, *turns to the camera* I don't own NiGHTS into Dreams, NiGHTS Journey of Dreams, or Smosh. Enjoy the show!
Playing with Guns
(opens in Reala's room, where Reala is playing Ocarina of time. Jackles suddenly walks in holding a handgun)
Jackle: Hey man, check out what I got! *hums a spy tune and pretends to shoot Reala*
Reala: Don't point that at me!
Jackle: What? It's not like it's loaded or anything, look.
*Jackle shoots the gun, gunshot is heard*
Jackle: Hoo Wha-ho!
Reala: Oh my Wizeman, you could've shot me with that!
Jackle: Well I didn't so... *looks at Reala's foot as blood starts gushing out* OH CRAP!
Reala: OH MY WIZEMAN, OH MY WIZEMAN! MAKE IT STOP BLEEDING!
Jackle: Ok, hold on! I got a first aid app on my phone! *takes out phone* OOH AN ANGRY GOODLES UPDATE!
Reala: Just call 911!
Jackle: *annoyed* Fine. *dials*
Operator: 911 state your emergency.
Jackle: Yes hi, my friend shot himself in the foot and we need an ambulance right away!
Operator: Hold on, Oh my Wizeman! Oh my Wizeman, there's a Nightmaren with a gun in here! I think we're being robbed! Please! Quick, call 911!
Jackle: OK! *goes to dial but realizes something* Wait, you ARE 911.
Operator: Oh, look at you Mr. Smarty-pants-know-it-all! D***. *hangs up*
Reala: *confused*
Jackle: *looks at Reala* She called me Mr. Smarty-pants and hung up.
Reala: ... What?
Jackle: I know! I don't even look anything like Mr. Smarty-pants. *points to picture of Owl*
Reala: JUST MAKE IT STOP BLEEDING! PLEASE!
Jackle: OK uhh... hold on! *grabs a spike and hammer*
Reala: *warily* What are you doing?
Jackle: If I can block the hole, I can stop the bleeding!
*Jackle prepares to drive the spike into Reala's foot*
Reala: I don't know about this...
*Jackle hits the spike with the hammer*
Reala: OH WIZEMAN, IT HURTS!
Jackle: OK, just a little bit further, I gotta get it deep in there! *hits spike again*
Reala: THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!
Jackle: Ok I just gotta ram it in a little bit harder!
Reala: *grabs Jackle* JUST GET ME TO A DOCTOR!
*outside Jackle helps Reala to his car*
Reala: If I die before I get to the Emergency Room, I'm gonna kill you!
Jackle: How is that even possible? *opens car door*
Reala: Wait. *closes door* I'm not getting in your car!
Jackle: Why not?
Reala: It's got that stupid moustache on it!
*camera zooms out to show a pink moustache on Jackle's car*
Reala: Take it off!
Jackle: It's an extension of Frank's personality!
Reala: I am not getting in Frank!
Jackle: GET INSIDE FRANK!
Reala: I AM NOT GETTING INSIDE FRANK!
Jackle: All right, you know what? Just get on my back and I'll give you a piggyback ride there.
Reala: No, that's stupid!
Jackle: Well it's either that, or you stay here and die!
Reala: ... Fine!
*camera cuts to Reala and Jackle eating lunch in the cafeteria*
Reala: And that is the only theoretical way I'd ever let you give me a piggyback ride.
Jackle: *gets an idea*
*camera cuts to Jackle giving Reala a piggyback ride*
Reala: YOU ACTUALLY DID IT YOU BASTARD! *cries a little*
Jackle: WHEEEEEEEEE!
LTP: And we're clear, great job as always guys!
*android Wheatley pops in*
Wheatley: Hello!
LTP: Aw, f***.
Wheatley: I must say, this place looks rather interesting, much different from the Aperture Science Labs.
LTP: How the hell did you even get here?
Wheatley: I followed that nearly invisible fellow over there.
*Wheatley points at Jackle, who is now in a gravity trap*
LTP: ... I really should remember to lock that door.
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