*LTP storms in looking furious*
LTP: REALA, JACKLE! WHAT THE F*** DID YOU TWO DO TO NIGHTS!?
Reala: What are you going on about?
LTP: *sighs* Last night, NiGHTS came to my house, and kept on hugging me and crying about some tortured humans or something. It took nearly three tubs of ice cream, a s*** ton of Pug cuddling, and a My Little Pony marathon to get her to calm down! I had to let her stay at my house with the Pugs for today!
Reala: Oh so that's where she went after the movie.
LTP: After the mov- wait. You two made NiGHTS watch The Human Centipede didn't you!? And after I practically ranted about why you shouldn't see it!
Jackle: And the sequel!
LTP: WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?! She's so sweet and full of child-like innocence and then you exposed her to that s***!
Reala: *shrugs* How were we supposed to know she would react like that? Besides, it was Jackle's idea.
LTP: *background starts blazing* ALRIGHT, THAT'S IT! REALA, JACKLE! As punishment for your actions last episode, YOU TWO WILL BOTH DIE IN THIS EPISODE!
Reala and Jackle: WHAT?!
LTP: YOU BOTH HEARD ME!
Reala: You can't do that!
LTP: *demonic voice* MY AUTHORESS POWERS BEG TO DIFFER!
Disclaimer: LTP doesn't own NiGHTS into Dreams, NiGHTS Journey of Dreams, or Smosh.
Paranormal Easy Bake Oven
(opens in the kitchen from chapter 5. Jackle is holding a tiny cupcake and Reala is recording everything with a camera)
Reala: So Jackle, can you explain why *points camera at plate of mini cupcakes* we have all this food here on the counter?
Jackle: Uh, ever since I found this little toy oven *points at an Easy Bake Oven* on our door step, we've just been getting food randomly appearing here in the morning. It's kinda freaking me out.
Reala: *Turns the camera on himself* Yeah, so that's why I've taken the liberty of setting up a few cameras around the castle so, hopefully we can find this, ghost or whatever's doing this.
*Reala turns the camera back on Jackle, who is now eating the mini cupcake*
Jackle: Mmmm!
(later)
Jackle: Alright man, goin' to bed. *starts to walk off*
Reala: Wait, we... gotta sleep in my room.
Jackle: ... What?
Reala: I couldn't afford enough cameras for both of our rooms.
Jackle: ... *sighs*
*in Reala's room, time: 1:25 AM*
Jackle: *laying in Reala's bed with Reala* ... We're cutting this part out, right?
Reala: *not wearing his armor or persona* Yeah, whatever. Just go to sleep.
*Jackle gets comfy and falls asleep, the words 'Night #1, January 11, 2011' appears onscreen. Camera fast forwards to 3:20 AM*
Reala: *in his sleep* Come on baby, Just, just one kiss!
*Reala rolls over and tries to grab Jackle, who wakes up*
Jackle: *minor freak out* ... the hell? *goes back to sleep*
*3:22 AM, a camera is trained on the Easy Bake Oven as the light suddenly comes on. At the same time, Jackle gets up and walks out of Reala's room, like he was sleepwalking*
(the next morning)
Reala: Jackle, Jackle wake up!
Jackle: *still sleeping*
Reala: *sighs and pinches Jackle where his nose would be*
Jackle: *snorts* I'M DROWNING! I'M DROWNING, I'M DROWNING!
*Jackle wakes up, sees Reala holding his "nose"*
Jackle: Dude, what the hell!? *smacks Reala's hand away*
Reala: Dude, you gotta check this out.
*Reala moves the camera over to a computer moniter*
Reala: Look, I was looking over the footage from last night.
Jackle: Alright...
Reala: Watch what you do.
*footage shows Jackle getting up*
Jackle: WHAT THE FRICK?!
Reala: Yeah.
Jackle: WHAT THE FRICK, I'M SO FRICKING SCARED RIGHT NOW!
Reala: Yeah.
Jackle: LOOK AT ME I'M JUST- *sniffs the air* What is that incredible smell?
*in the kitchen*
Jackle: Oh my frick.
*Reala points the camera at a plate of tacos next to the Easy Bake Oven*
Reala: You made a whole plate of tacos!
Jackle: No, I don't even know how to make tacos!
*Reala sets the camera on the counter*
Jackle: Dude, we gotta find out who's been making these delicious treats. *grabs a taco for himself and Reala*
Reala: *takes his taco* Alright fine, I'll just go set up a few more cameras then. *takes a bite of his taco*
Jackle: ... Wait, I thought you said we couldn't afford more cameras. You know, that's why I've been sleeping in your room the whole time?
Reala: Hmm...
Jackle: Right?
Reala: These are really good tacos. *walks away*
*camera cuts, Jackle and Reala get ready to for bed, the time is 8:03 P.M. Reala is not wearing his vest in addition to his armor and persona*
Jackle: Alright, no one crosses this Pikachu.
*Jackle holds up a Pikachu shaped pillow*
Jackle: *points at Reala's side* That's your side, and this is mine. *points at his side*
Reala: Alright, whatever.
*Night #2 January 12, 2011 appears onscreen, camera fast forwards to 9:52 P.M., Reala rolls over and tries to grab Jackle in his sleep, again*
Reala: Come on NiGHTS, a little tongue action...
Jackle: *freaking out* WAKE UP! WAKE UP!
Reala: *wakes up* What's your problem?!
Jackle: You just tried to make out with me! For the second time!
Reala: ... Sorry, I was having a weird dream...
Jackle: About what?
Reala: NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! Go back to sleep!
*Jackle puts the Pikachu pillow back between them and goes back to sleep*
(the next morning)
*in the kitchen*
Jackle: What the f***ing frick?! What is that?! *points at the plate*
*Reala zooms in on a calzone*
Reala: Uh, looks like a calzone.
Jackle: I don't even know what that is!
*Reala reviews the footage*
Reala: So here you are getting out of bed.
Jackle: What the frick!?
Reala: Just wait. And then you leave the castle, and come back two and a half hours later.
Jackle: Wha- I got groceries!? What the frick?! And I went to like three stores!
Reala: And here you are making the calzone.
Jackle: But- I didn't- it doesn't- AAAAAHHH!
*outside, Jackle carries the Easy Bake Oven to the garbage*
Jackle: All this crap started when I bought this thing from that stupid old 'Maren.
Reala: I thought you found it.
Jackle: Okay, so I might have made a blood oath with a Voodoo priest, but you know what?
*Jackle throws the Easy Bake Oven in the trash bin*
Jackle: It doesn't matter. Problem solved.
*back inside, Reala pours flour on the floor*
Jackle: This is the dumbest idea you've ever had. The ghosts are gone, we already threw the thing out!
Reala: Well, we're gonna make sure their gone, okay? If any evil ghost chef or whatever passes through here, we're gonna be able to see it.
*Reala's room, 6:14 P.M. Reala hops into his bed wearing only his black shirt and jester cap as Jackle walks in with a bunch of pillows*
Jackle: This is so stupid dude. The ghost could easily jump over that line of flour!
Reala: Whatever.
Jackle: And don't cross these pillows!
Reala: Okay, just go to sleep.
*Night #3 January 13, 2011 appears on screen, camera fast forwards to 8:34 P.M.*
Jackle: *wakes up* WHAT THE FRICK?! WHAT THE FRICK IS THAT!?
Reala: *wakes up* What? What?
Jackle: That sound, it was like *makes fapping like noise*
Reala: Dude, I didn't hear anything just go back to sleep. Just go to sleep!
*Reala and Jackle go back to sleep, camera fast forwards to 9:05 P.M., an invisible force peels back the blanket and pulls Jackle out of bed by his foot*
(the next morning)
*Reala points the camera at the line of flour, which is now smeared around*
Reala: Oh my Wizeman! Oh my Wizeman! Jackle! Jackle, wake up!
*Jackle pulls his face out of his pillow, he is covered in flour*
Jackle: What?
Reala: Holy s***!
Jackle: What!? *grabs mirror off nightstand* Oh my Wizeman, I look like Michael fricking Jackson!
Reala: Oh come on, he wasn't that white!
Jackle: No, I mean I look dead.
*in the kitchen, the Easy Bake Oven is back*
Reala: What the hell!? Did you bring that back in here!?
Jackle: No.
Reala: Just tell the truth.
Jackle: I'm being completely honest, I didn't bring it-
Reala: Okay.
Jackle: What the frick is that!? *points at a cake twice the size of the Easy Bake Oven* That can't even fit in that little oven!
Reala: *zooms in on cake* What the hel- Happy bir- who the hell is Allison!?
Jackle: I don't know!
Reala: You know what? Here.
*Reala hands Jackle the camera*
Reala: That's it. *grabs Easy Bake Oven*
*outside*
Jackle: Dude, Reala, where are you going dude?
*Reala stops an oncoming car*
Driver: Get the hell out of the road!
*Reala walks over to the open passenger window*
Reala: You want an Easy Bake Oven?
Driver: F*** yeah!
*Reala throws the Easy Bake Oven into the Driver's passenger seat*
Reala: Take it.
*the Nightmaren takes off*
Jackle: ... So, that's it?
Reala: ... I want to film one more night. Just to be sure.
*In Reala's room, again. Night #4 January 1th, 2011 appear on screen. The time is 4:17 P.M. Reala(not wearing his cap, revealing his black hair and horns) and Jackle are already sleeping. Suddenly, Jackle gets out of bed and walks out of the room like he was sleep walking. A few seconds of silence pass until this happens*
Jackle: *high pitched voice* OH FRICK! WHAT THE FRICKING FRICK!?
*Reala wakes up*
Jackle: *still with the high voice* REALA! REALAAAAAA!
*Reala jumps out of his bed and runs out the door, completely nude*
Jackle: REALA!
*Reala is heard screaming off screen, first in fright then in pain, then there is silence. A few seconds later, Jackle walks back into Reala's room, holding a bloody Easy Bake Oven. He sits on the ground and cradles the toy oven as the time fast forwards from 4:17 to 9:21 P.M. Then a knocking sound is heard, followed by the sound of the door being kicked open*
Police 'Maren: Police Department! If anyone is here, show yourself!
*one of the police 'Maren finds their way into Reala's room, where Jackle is still cradling the Easy Bake Oven. The Officer points his gun at Jackle*
Police 'Maren: Jim, I got someone in here! Turn around and put your hands on your head!
Jackle: *looks up at the Police 'Maren* Reala?
Police 'Maren: Do as I say right now!
Jackle: *reaches for something in the toy oven* Reala?
Police 'Maren: He's reaching for something!
*Jackle pulls out a croissant*
Police 'Maren: It's a gun!
*the Officer shoots Jackle twice in the head, killing him, then kneels down to get a better look*
Police 'Maren: Oh never mind, *smells the baked good in Jackle's hand* it's a croissant.
*takes a bite of the croissant*
Police 'Maren: Wow, he's a great cook!
LTP: *holding a pug* Well that was oddly funny and disturbing.
Jackle: YAAAY! LTP'S NOT MAD ANYMORE! AND WE'RE NOT REALLY DEAD!
Reala: Thank Wizeman.
LTP: Ya'll should count yourselves lucky that it only takes some music and cuddly Pug to get me to calm down. That, and destroying the cause of my anger.
Reala: What do you mean by that?
LTP: I destroyed Jackle's copy of The Human Centipede, as well as the sequel. I destroyed them both with the power of friendship!
Reala: That doesn't sound too bad.
LTP: And a flamethrower!
Jackle: NOOOOOOOOOOOO! *cries*
LTP: Calm down Jackle, you can still watch the movie on Netflix.
Jackle: *suddenly happy* YAAAAY!
LTP: Oh and Reala, If you do anything like that to NiGHTS again, I'll have you ground up and turned in Cerberus' next meal. Capiche?
Reala: ...
LTP: *turns to the camera* Oh by the way, to Recovery Zero, I appreciate you putting in your input, I am already working on a script for Assassin's Creed 3, and am also working on several chapters from Dick Figures, Two Best Friends Play, ASDF Movie, Smosh, as well as several filler chapters. However, due to my new posting schedule(every Wen.) and the fact that the chapters now go on a rotation(for better time management) means that the Assassin's Creed sketch won't go up for a while. Whether or not I end up writing Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood however, remains to be decided. If you have any other suggestions for sketches, I would love to hear them though. Just send them in your review or PM me, either way works.
Reviews please!