| …As they walked outside after being thoroughly rocked for the last 2 hours, they stretched and talked about what an awesome show they'd just seen. P: Man! That show kicked ass! B: ::smiles and nods his approval:: A: Yeah, you said it Pook! R: I haven’t seen a show like that in a long time! K: We have got to do that more often! As they talk Security Officer Beth comes up unnoticed, and puts her hand on Adam’s shoulder. A: When their next gi- SOB: You’re going to have to come with me… all of you. A: Why? SOB: For breaking out of Mad Shrubbery’s House of Insane Greenery and knocking Rebecca unconscious. You were all seen in a car, speeding away from the scene of the crime. We have the photo right here. ::shows the pic:: K: Let's re-enact shall we? All the little Matchsticks rush off to the car, scramble in, and speed away. P: We gotta find somewhere to hide! R: Yeah, but where? K: In the crowds! R: There aren’t always crowds though… P: Where will there always be crowds? B: Umm…Wal-Mart? P: Concerts! K: Brilliant! A: Yeah, Wal-Mart is a great place to go! P: Uh, no. Concerts Adam…CON-CERTS. A: Yeah, but Wal-Mart may have Kinder Eggs! Concerts wouldn’t! …Then again…if Certs goes to the concerts…I can con her…suppose that’s where they got the name? B: uh, no. R: Riiiiight…anyway. Back to this concert thing, whose concerts are we going to go to? K: We’ll never be able to agree on who to see. Our tastes are so varied! A: Maybe that’s the key! They wont be able to catch us, cuz they wont be able to get ahead of us at all! If they can’t plan our next move…we can escape them. P: Hey guys…what if we went to our own concerts? K: Paul, you’re forgetting one thing. P: What’s that? K: We can’t have our own concerts! A: Oooo! Maybe not yet we can’t. But we can start them! R: That sounds like a GREAT idea! From there, they proceeded to make the final plans about what they would play and where they would play. However, you’re author is too lazy to transcribe the rest of it for you. Now you get to use your imagination on how you think it went. They started out small, cuz that’s where the crowds were. They started in different clubs all over New York. Why New York? Because it’s where the story started out, and I cant have the boys start playing the big leagues! That would be no fun! You gotta start out small! ;) So they charge a nominal fee for their playing at the clubs, which of course increases when the crowds get bigger. Our boys may be on the run, but that doesn't mean that they need to be poor! Soon enough though…they were found out! And ALMOST caught! R: Another great show guys! Where are we going to be playing next Paulio? A: How about Wal-Mart? K: Adam, give it up! Only bands like O-Town would play at Wal-Mart. B: We couldn’t charge money at Wal-Mart either; it would have to be a free concert. R: And in this heat? I think not! P: Next I think we’ll play [pauses] somewhere where there isn’t a Security Officer named Beth to follow us around! R: What? Oh no! A: Aaaaaaah!! And that officer that arrested me is with her! K: Let’s get out of here! And so once again, they speed off. B: Where are we going again? R: Where else are there big crowds? A: I’m telling you guys… R, P, B, AND K: NO! NOT WAL-MART! A: I’m getting the impression that you don't like Wal-Mart too much… B: What about college? R: Pookie, this is no time to think of parties and drunken women. K: But Rob! Don’t you get it? College Campus’ always have a lot of people around! There’s always parties, and tons of people. Mostly because the idea now-a-days is that everyone should go to college for many, many years. A: College kids go to Wal-Mart… R: I’m sure they do Adam, but all we need to worry about right now is setting up our next gig at a college somewhere… And once again, they plot and plan and hash out the details of all of it. And once again, I’m too lazy to transcribe it all for you. Anyway, after many hard nights they all decided that they needed to take a very well deserved break! A: You guys, we’ve all been working really hard…we need to take a break and have some fun. Just as Pookie is about to speak, a flyer smacks him in the face. (Aww poor Pookie! No love for the Pookster!) Paul peals it off his face, and gets a light bulb above his head. P: Look at this you guys! There's a Circus coming to town! This would be perfect for a get away! R: And it would attract a large crowd too! A: Not as big a crowd as Wal-Mart… K: Give it up Adam; we aren’t going to go to Wal-Mart. ::looks at camera:: What’s his obsession with Wal-Mart anyways? ::shrugs:: I don't know either. P: So it’s agreed then? Circus? Yes? B: ::nods:: K: Yeah! R: Yeah baby! A: Viva la Wal-Mart! P: All right then! We all agree! Circus it is! ::fade to the next day at the circus:: Our sweet little Matchsticks are all wandering around all by themselves, they split up at the Circus and plan on meeting up somewhere later. Later. . . They all gather round the puppeteers stand with popcorn, cotton candy, pop, hotdogs, chips, ice cream, burgers, mini doughnuts, caramel apples…and since the others didn’t have anything, Kyle thought about sharing. So they settled down to watch the puppet show, it was supposed to be really good. Paul kept getting distracted because he was watching a peacock that kept peeking out from behind the booth. Suddenly, Rob notices Paul’s attention isn’t focused on the puppet show, but on a peacock, as he's looking Paul’s direction, he spots SOB, and OS. Uh, hey guys….there's uh, those people over there again… They all look B: Oh no! how could they have followed us here? A: It’s a public place idiot. P: So’s WAL-MART genius! A: Oh yeah… R: Well, lets just try not to act to anxious to get out of here, just lets concentrate on the puppet show, and then get out of here as fast as we can right afterward. So they sat through the next about 10 minutes of the show. Just as they were about to high-tail it out of the Fair/Circus type thing, the puppeteer came out from behind the booth, and motioned them over. Puppeteer: I can help you get away, I can hide you until its safe. R: I think we should go for it, those guys are always on our tail. B: I’d have to agree…even though this guy is a little creepy. So they follow him behind the curtain of the booth…and just I the nick of time...the coppers were coming their direction. Pu: Gather round Petey. P: Petey? Pu: The peacock. P: oooooooooook…. So they all gathered around Petey Pu: Place you’re hands on him. They all gave each other really funny looks, but put their hands on him. Then, the Puppeteer put his hand over theirs, and they all vanished . . . The Puppeteer’s booth was gone. The chairs were gone. The Puppeteer was gone. The peacock was gone. All had vanished without a trace . . . |
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| Episode 2: Band on the Run |
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