Mystery Science Theatre 3000 and the fairy tales belong to their proper owners. Enjoy!
*Understand MST3K*
Lloyd and Skales spot Pythor reclining on a sofa and Zane in an armchair as they were watching a movie on the big screen. Curious, they went up to them.
"What are you two watching?" asked Lloyd.
"It's called Mystery Science Theatre 3000," Zane answered. "It tells about this mild-mannered man who got shot into space and is forced to watch some awful movies alongside a pair of robots he built."
"Sounds…interesting," Skales replied with an arched eyebrow.
"Actually, it's confusing," Pythor replied. "I mean, I just don't understand this show. First off, if the guy's bosses didn't like him, why didn't they just fire him already?"
"Probably still need him to clean up all those corrosive chemicals or expensive equipment," Zane stated with a shrug. "And if they did fire him, who are they going to use for their bad movie experiment?"
"Alright, you have a point there, Zane," the Anacondrai replied, "but what about their Satellite of Love? I mean, come on! There's nothing romantic about a spaceship if it's shaped like a dog's bone!"
"Well, I understood that the name came from this song by Lou Reed," Lloyd stated. "He could be that trapped guy's favorite singer."
"Alright, that's understandable," his friend replied with a little thought, "and I understood that he built two robots to watch the movies with him and two more to record his process and mind the ship during the movie. But what about the movies they watch? If they're really that bad, why did the producers who created them make them in the first place?"
"Well, maybe they were under budget," Skales answered with a little thinking, "or they had creator's block or whatever they call it. Either way, results of the finished projects are just…unpredictable. Besides, those three making fun of those movies make the movies a bit more enjoyable." Pythor laughed in reply.
"Yeah, I guess I can't argue with that," he said before turning to the screen. "And that Tom Servo really cracks me up."
*Kings in Fairy Tales*
"Ya know, Acidicus?" Lloyd said as he reads a book on fairy tales that Pam had lying around. "I just don't understand this group of kings from some of the stories."
"Why's that?" the Venomari asked as he tries to figure out a crossword puzzle.
"It's the way they break their promises. At this one part of the story, the king promises that if any man would fulfill a task, he'll marry his daughter the princess, like making her laugh or curing an illness she has. But when the hero fulfills the task, the king then reconsiders his promise and makes him do all these other difficult tasks so the hero can fail and not marry the princess. He may be a good king, but he is one hey of a liar breaking his promise like that. It should be a disgrace to his family, for crying out loud!" Acidicus then turns to the annoyed boy.
"Well, Lloyd," he explained, "it's possible that the reason he breaks that promise is because like some fathers, they hate letting go of their daughters no matter how grown up they are. And it's likely possible that he's familiar with a flaw the hero has that he's uncomfortable with, such as a lower class than the royal family, the hero being a simpleton, those sorts of flaws. Whatever reason, I agree with you; promises are made to kept and never broken, no matter who succeeds."
"You don't think…well, will the father of a girl I like give me tasks to make me fail so I won't marry his daughter like in the stories?" asked the concerned boy.
"Please, that sort of thing exists in fairy tales," the Venomari chuckled as Skalidor came into the room with a cup of coffee. "Besides, you're the Green Ninja…the greatest Spinjitzu Master in all of Ninjago. What kind of a numbskull wouldn't want you for a son-in-law?"
"Maybe some guy who thinks Spinjitzu's stupid?" the Constrictai answered, taking a sip of his coffee.
THWAK! Skalidor sputtered his drink all over himself when Acidicus smacked him upside the head with his newspaper rolled up.
"Shatter his hopes one more time," he growled as his friend turned to him sharply, "and you're waking up with a lot of scales missing."
"Hey, if you didn't want me to answer that question, you shouldn't have asked! Jeez…"
*Hot Tub Hottie*
Dressed in her black bikini, Pam slowly stepped into the hot tub so that the warm bubbling water can fight off the cool autumn winds blowing by (although the hot tub is indoors). She sighed with content as she sat inside, neck deep in the warm waters. She then relished in the coziness of it all with her eyes closed.
Now this is alone time…
Suddenly, there was a noticeable wolf whistle, the kind that a guy would give to a beautiful girl. Pam opened her eyes and looked around. No one…
"Boys…" she sighed with a smile, thinking it must be the other ninja playing around with her. She then closed her eyes and returned to her relaxing…
Then someone gave her a flirty tiger growl in her ear, surprising her. She then looked around but once again saw no one.
"Guys, knock it off already! I'm trying to enjoy the hot tub here!" She sighed with annoyance as she sat back down again.
I swear, if those guys mess around with me again, I'm gonna—What the— She was cut off from her thoughts when someone started to kiss her on the lips…someone with scaly lips! Pam shot her eyes open and saw that it was Pythor before pushing his long neck back.
"Really?! Ugh, I should've known it was you!"
"Can I help it if you're a hottie in that bikini?" he asked with a smirk. Pam smiled back in reply and amusement.
"I guess I can't argue with that."