LTP: Oh S***! You know what I just realized?
NiGHTS and Reala: What?
LTP: I completely forgot to write up a musical episode this week! Looks like we're gonna have to go with one of the back up episodes this time.
*Jackle returns from Ricku28's studio*
Jackle: LTP! *tackles LTP in a hug*
LTP: There you are Jackle, did you have fun over at 'MRA: Most Random Adventure'?
Jackle: Yeah! I won the insane battle against Piedmon, and proved the I am the true conductor of the poop train!
Reala: This does not surprise me.
LTP: Good for you! Here's some Kool Aid, *hands Jackle a tub of Kool Aid* let's get this show on the road!
NiGHTS: LTP doesn't own NiGHTS into Dreams, NiGHTS Journey of Dreams, or the following sketch.
Hot Kool Aid
(opens in the kitchen from chapter five. Reala reads The Nightmaren Times as Jackle walks up with a coffee pot in hand. The coffee pot is full of Kool Aid)
Jackle: *English accent* Morning, brother.
Reala: *already has an English accent* Hello, brother.
Jackle: I made a pot of Kool Aid.
Reala: ... You don't make a pot of Kool Aid.
Jackle: Well, I did.
Reala: Is it hot?
Jackle: Maybe, maybe not.
Reala: It's hot, isn't it?
Jackle: Yeah, but...
Reala: Hot Kool Aid?
Jackle: I could put some ice in it if you like.
Reala: Oh, no, I'm not thirsty. *drinks some water*
Jackle: Brother!
Reala: I'm not gonna drink it!
Jackle: *whispering* I made this for you!
Reala: NO.
Jackle: Drink it!
Reala: No.
Jackle: I want you to drink this.
Reala: I'm not drinking it!
Jackle: Drink this right now or I'll pour it on the floor and I'll blame it on you!
Reala: *sarcastically* Oh yeah, real mature!
Jackle: I MADE THIS FOR YOU!
Reala: Now, why don't you grow up.
Jackle: I DID, BECAUSE I LOVE YOU.
Reala: Well I'm not gonna drink it.
Jackle: I HATE YOU!
Reala: That's all I ever hear anymore. Brother try this, brother try that. Remember that - what was it - cinnamon toast and uh... *snapping fingers* what was it?
Jackle: Mayonnaise.
Reala: Mayonnaise!
Jackle: It was a good idea.
Reala: You didn't make a single pound.
Jackle: I made a pound of cinnamon toast with mayonnaise.
Reala: Oh and don't forget, rocky road with Tabasco, right? Yeah, what was that, three hospitalized? Yeah, three women, hospitalized.
Jackle: YOU ... DRINK ... THIS ... RIGHT NOW!
Reala: Drink your own hot Kool Aid!
Jackle: There's so much left of it, what am I going to do with all this hot Kool Aid?
Reala: Drink it!
Jackle: No!
Reala: Yes!
Jackle: No!
*Jackle slides into the chair*
Jackle: Brother.
Reala: Yes?
Jackle: Please! Drink ... my ... hot ... Kool Aid.
*Jackle slides glass across table*
Reala: ... Ok.
Jackle: Ok?
Reala: Alright.
*Reala takes a sip*
Reala: ... *takes deep breath*Yeah, that's pretty good. Yeah, I like that.
LTP: And we're clear!
Jackle: Oh! I almost forgot! *whistles someone over*
*a Triceratops walks through the door*
LTP: What the?
Jackle: Ricku sent me home with a gift for you! His name's Jim, and he's sentient!
Jim: Hey, how's it going?
LTP: ...This is freaking awesome! A few more dinosaurs, and I'll have enough to recreate 'Jurassic Park'!