Season 1: Marcy as Anne part 1

by thatoraclegirly

In this fanfic Marcy is Annes role, Anne as Sashas role, and Sasha as Marcys role. Also their personalitties are the same except a few little changes like Anne being a manipulator, Marcy having calamity powers instead of Anne, And Sasha will be the Host of the Core as of because she is the steongest, but they decided due to her being the strongest she could be the host of the Core.

3. Cane Crazier

Season 1 Episode 3: Cane Crazy.

Sprig:Wow, Marcy, look at all your cool stuff! What's this? Ah, I get it. Torture device.

Marcy: That's a toenail clipper.

Sprig: Oh, okay, okay, sure. Oh! How about this?[holds up a bike pump]What does this do? [pumps air into his mouth; muffled] It's painful. [air hisses as it comes out] Oh, and this. [He clicks a pen] Oh, I love this. This is amazing.

Marcy: You know what? You can keep it if you want.

[bell clanging]

Hop Pop: Kids! Chow time!

Kids: Time to eat! Time to eat!

Hop Pop: Hold on, you kids. Hold on.

Kids: Time to eat!

[Hop Pop hands out everyone's food, and Marcy is immediately put off by it.]

Marcy: Uh, you know what? I think I'm gonna pass this one.

Hop Pop: Why? Is my food not good enough for the princess?

Marcy: Well, if I'm the princess, then you're the king of bad cooking. [chuckles]

Sprig: Ohhh!

Polly: Oh oh oh!

Hop Pop: Oh, yeah? Well, you... I...

Marcy: What's the matter, Hop Pop? Frog in your throat?

Polly: Ohhh!

Sprig: Oh, she got you again!

Hop Pop: Oh, dang it! You know what? I'm gonna take a nap. I don't believe this. I feed you, I house you, and this is how you repay me? If you don't shape up soon, Marcy, I'm throwin' you out!

Marcy: Yeesh. What's his problem? [She grabs a cane and hunches over speaking like an old man] I'm Hop Pop, and I cook bad and have a temper problem!

[laughing]

Sprig: That's so Hop Pop!

Marcy: Eat up your aphids, don't play with them. Elbows off the table!

[both laughing]

Marcy: Sometimes I wonder why I even bother putting up with you at all!

[She breaks the cane; Sprig and Polly gasp.]

Marcy: Whoops. Guess I don't know my own strength, i didnt even think i have strenght, right guys? You guys okay? What's the big deal? It's just one cane.

Sprig: That wasn't just any cane. It was Hop Pop's special cane, passed down from his father, Hop Poppity Pop, all the way from his father, Hop-and-Lock-Drop Soppity Pop.

Marcy: Oh! You guys gotta help me. He's gonna kick me out the second he finds out about this. I cannot go back to living in a cave!

[A flashback begins with a thunderclap. Marcy is curled up on the cave floor with her jackets hood on as dozens of bugs surround her. Water falls on her face.]

Marcy: Uhhh! The nights were the hardest.

Sprig:Don't worry, Marcy. We'll do whatever it takes to help you.

Polly: Eh, count me out.

Sprig: Polly!

Polly: What? I hardly know her.

Marcy: Would you help me for one of these? [pulls a candy bar out of her pocket]

Polly: [gasps] Candy from another world? Lady, you've got yourself a deal.

Marcy: Glad to hear it. Now, let's try to save my skin.

All:Yeah!

Marcy: Okay, maybe we can't fix it, but someone else can? Someone good with...uuhhhh wood?

Sprig: Marcy, you're a genius! We'll just take it to Leopold Loggle, the woodsmith. He loves wood. Almost a little too much.

Loggle: Uh-huh. Oh, oh, yes. Well, aren't you fascinating? Yes, you are.

Marcy: Can you fix it?

Loggle: As a matter of fact, I can... not.

Sprig: Huh. Can you make a new one?

Loggle: Absolutely... no way.

Polly: Do you have one we could buy?

Loggle: Of course I do... n't. I don't.

Marcy: Why do you keep doing that? Please stop that.

Loggle: Old smithing accident. You don't want to know.

Marcy: Uh, okay, so--

Loggle: Tripped on an anvil. Landed neck-first on a metal pipe. Pierced my voice box clean through!

Polly: Blegh!

Marcy: oh, come on!

Sprig: Cool.

Loggle: Switched over to wood after that. Anyhow, I'm afraid I can't do much for you. That cane was made with wood from the incredibly rare, extremely dangerous Doom Tree!

[all gasp]

Loggle: Few have made it to the Doom Tree alive, fewer yet returned. It holds many secrets that mortals dare not--

Marcy: but, it's a tree. Just tell us where it is.

Sprig: Yeah, Loggle, cut the chitchat!

Polly: You're bald!

Loggle:Okay, okay. I got a map to the Doom Tree right here, but it'll cost ya.

Marcy: Click. [takes a picture with her phone; shows it to Loggle] done.

Loggle:Or you could do that for free.

Marcy: Come on, guys. We gotta go. Hop Pop could wake up at any second!

Both: Right!

Loggle:Be careful, you kids. It's cursed, I tell ya. Cursed!

Marcy: To the Doom Tree everyone.[Walks a step and imediatlly falls.] Woop, im okay. :).

Polly: Whoo-hoo!

Sprig: Yeah! Whoa, Loggle. We gotta talk about this, man. We're comin' back. We're gonna talk about this. All right, good-bye.

[beeping]

[tires screech]

[beeping continues]

[bird screeches]

Marcy: [grunting] Hold up. We're here. Now, that tree is uhh something else.

Sprig:Just one of Mother Nature's horrible mistakes.

Polly: [chuckles] Frogs died here.

Marcy: Look. That branch is perfeeect. [grunting].

Polly: You people and your legs.

Marcy: [grunting]

Sprig: [spitting]

Marcy: Careful. The tree is cursed. [laughs] its probably Goofy.

Sprig: [laughs]

Marcy: Okay, seriously though, on three. One, two...[Struggles ALOT.]

[shrieking]

Marcy: Uh guyss, did the tree just scream at us?

[Doom Tree roars]

Sprig: Whoa, whoa, whoa!

[grunts]

[roars]

[roaring]

Sprig:Oh, hey, it's maple.

Anne:Run!

[all screaming]

[shrieking]

Marcy: That thing is deffienetly not a tree. It's a kind of grody big bug!

Sprig: A bug that wants to kill us!

Polly: Less talky-talky, more runny-runny!

[roaring]

Sprig:[grunting] Whoa! [grunts] Waaah!

[shrieking]

[groaning]

Marcy:[screaming]

[grunting, panting]

[shrieking]

Loggle: [sighs] Well, Loggle, another day, another step closer to bankrupt-- Eh?

[Marcy shouts]

[roaring]

Loggle: What the-- What's going on?

Marcy: Don't ask questions please!

[all scream]

[Doom Tree roars]

[all screaming]

Marcy: What's it gonna take to get rid of this thing? [grunts]

[shrieking]

Marcy:[grunting]

[bell rings]

Marcy: Oh, this is nice. [grunts]

Leopold Loggle:That took 20 years to carve.

[shrieks]

[puzzled shriek]

Polly:Yah! Yah yah yah yah yah! And that! And that! Hi-yah!

Marcy: [grunts] Charge!

Sprig: Charge!

[squealing]

Sprig:I'm gonna sand your face!

Polly:Phew.

Marcy: Termites! Why would a woodsmith have termites? Whyy??!!

Loggle: I'm a complicated man!

Marcy: Incoming! Oop[Falls down.]

[squeals]

[grunts]

Polly: Uh...

Sprig:Cool.

Marcy: This world is messed up but cool.

[whimpering]

Marcy: Up top!

Sprig: We did it!

Polly: That was awesome, you guys!

Marcy: Now, let's get this cane back to Hop Pop and go home.

Loggle:Give me that!

Marcy: Hey! Give that back.

Polly: What gives, Loggle?

Loggle:I'll tell you what gives. This doesn't even begin to cover the damages you've caused to my shop. You're gonna have to give me something else. Come on. Pony up.

Sprig: [sigh] Will this work?

Loggle:What? What is this, uh...

[clicking]

Loggle:Oh. [clicking] Oh! I like this. You can go.

Sprig: Sorry, Marcy. After all we worked for too.

Marcy: It's okay. We'd better head home. Hop Pop's probably already awake and furious.

Polly: Probably a bad time to bring this up, but I still get the candy, right?

Hop Pop: [yawns] Whoa, boy. I needed that. Hope nothing happened while I was asleep to make me mad again. Oh, no. What did you do?

Sprig: What's up with canes? Who even needs them these days, am I right? Ow.

[sighs]

Marcy: I'm really sorry, Hop Pop. I was goofing around, and I broke your favorite cane.

Hop Pop: You what?

Marcy: I know, I know. I'll show myself out.

Sprig: We'll come visit you, Marcy. We promise.

Polly: [crying] And just when I was starting to like you!

Marcy: Don't make this harder than it already is.

[kids bawling]

Hop Pop:What the-- What's going on?

Marcy: You're throwing me out. You know, like you said you would.

Hop Pop:[sighs] Mmm. Marcy, truth be told, I was never gonna throw you out. I was just talking tough so that you'd show me a little bit more respect.

Marcy: Oh, Really?.

Hop Pop:Heh heh heh. [inhales] Yeah. I probably was a little bit too harsh. But I only did it because you remind me of myself when I was your age. Rough around the edges. Now, put that bag down, young lady. You're not going anywhere.

Sprig:Whoo! Yeah! I like that.

Polly:Yeah! I wasn't worried.

Marcy: Thanks, Hop Pop. So you're not mad about the cane?

Hop Pop:Oh, I'm furious about the cane. You're on dish duty for a month!

Marcy: Uh. Yes, sir!

Hop Pop: Now that that's settled, I wrote a long list of comebacks to get you back for this morning. [clears throat] "Hey, Marcy, is that your hair, or is it a dandelion?" Ha. [sniffles] Uh-- Oh. Are those long, lanky limbs, Marc, or are those, uh, twigs? Ah! [chuckles] Eh...

Sprig: [coughs]

Hop Pop:The moment has passed, hasn't it?