Bumpy Tuff Brothers Script

 

The Bumpy-Tuff Brothers

By

Andrew Guthrie

Date: July 2, 2023

Cast of Characters (in order of appearance:

Narrator - a narrator vested in the story

Professor Bluetonium - a scientist who tries to manufacture kids who once dreamed of being a rockstar

JoMoMoMo - A monkey-girl synthesized by Bluetonium

Stubble - Bluetonium’s synthesized boy, and the Bumpy frontman (frontboy)
Stumble - Bluetonuium’s goofy boy
Silentalk - Bluetonium’s strong, silent-type, boy

Dusty Wumpkins - A big butch bunny

Scared-Kid - Owner of the dog Blooper

Chapter 1 - Chemical Y Siblings

EXT. ISOMETRIC VIEW OF TOWNCITY -  1:33 AM

Towncity is the size of New Haven, CT. It has a central park, large river, and a skyline with a yellow building that looks like a hanging banana. Some cars travel the streets at this late hour.

NARRATOR

(energetic)

The village of Towncity!

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EXT. PROFESSOR BLUETONIUM’S HOUSE  - 1:33 AM

A beige 2-floor house is bathed in full-moonlight. The lights are off except for an incandescent glow illuminating out of the basement window. Some shadows on the back lawn indicate movement in the basement.

NARRATOR

(insinuating blame)

Was quiet…

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INT. PROFESSOR BLUETONIUM’S LAB - 1:33 AM

Moonlight illuminates the back of Bluetonium’s feet. A single incandescent bulb dimly illuminates Bluetonium as he mixes a large cauldron with a wooden whisk as tall as he is.

PROFESSOR BLUETONIUM (PROF B)

(slightly manic)

Sweet ‘n spicy, -- peanut, chocolate -- perfect primate -- whoops Y-I Dropped it.

As Bluetonium mixes faster and faster in his dedication to complete what he is doing. He accidentally loses his grip and the top of the whisk knocks a rounded glass bottle on a shelf above him labeled “Chemical Y”. Bluetonium reacts by trying to catch the Chemical Y bottle, only to bobble it then in a failed attempt to grab it out of the air spikes it like a volleyball into the cauldron - a big purple smokey poof envelops the cauldron and the concoction.

NARRATOR

(plosive)

Poof!

The purple smoke clears, the cauldron disappears and where it was is an agitated prostrate human-like monkey-girl with physical characteristics of a teenager; she is confused, angry, and adolescent. 

NARRATOR

(wow!)

JoMoMoMo is born!

With difficulty, JoMoMoMo pushes up to her hands and knees. She tilts her head up, trembling. Her brain is too big for her head and is exposed above her skull. Knots of a braided brain cover in transparent hard plastic bulbs resembling her head’s hair - the brain-hair is propped up like Marge Simpson or Bride of Frankenstein - her body is covered in chimpanzee hair. Slowly, she looks around - looking for an explanation. Now on her knees, she locks eyes with Bluetonium - her countenance is full of venomous blame. She gets to one knee, and speaks her first words.

JOMOMOMO

(spitting venom)

How dare you make a monkey out of meeee! 

She gets to the other knee continuing to lock eyes, raising her right arm and pointing at him menacingly. Bluetonium’s shadow from the incandescent bulb looms over her. She stands. She begins to step backward - toward the direction of the cast shadow. Moonlight reflects through the reflective semi-transparent shields around her brain-hair. She breathes heavily, regains her poise, then curses Bluetonium and us (breaking the third wall staring at the camera, the audience).

JOMOMOMO (CONT'D)

Just yooou wait!
All of you shall see!

Breaking eye contact with Bluetonium, she turns around and runs toward the window. She jumps toward it, and to Bluetonium’s astonishment, remains airborne. She breaks through the glass and as she does, her Bride of Frankenstein style brain-hair knocks into the top of the windowsill tossing it down into what resembles dangling curls. She cries out into the night.

JOMOMOMO (CONT'D)

Aaaaaaah!

CAMERA PANS BACK:

Bluetonium walks toward the broken window, the camera sees his lower half. We see his shadow change as he approaches. When his feet are near the broken glass we see him crunch to his knees. His face is a wreck. The moon illuminates his face in a slightly distorted way from the broken window, his head is slightly backlit by the bulb. He stares at the moon.

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INT. A VIEW OF THE MOON FROM THE BASEMENT - 1:45 AM, (7 month transition)

The moon slowly travels across the sky. Then daylight for a moment. Then another moon - traveling faster than the first. In 2 cycles, the window is suddenly no longer broken. The animation is a timelapse of seven months of changing moons.

NARRATOR

(determination)

Many moons passed
Bluetonium wanted kids
he got the cauldron out again
and this is what he did.

CAMERA ROTATES:

INT. PROFESSOR BLUETONIUM’S LAB - 11:33 PM

PROFESSOR BLUETONIUM

(a bit less manic than the first time)

Fire burn in cauldron bubble -- taffy turn and syrup double

Bluetonium is at it again trying to make perfect boys. He tosses in a new ingredient with each word he utters.

PROFESSOR BLUETONIUM (CONT'D)

(nervous, excited)

Cups of butter!

Blossoms brew!

I declare this…
GOOD BOY STEW!

In pre-emptive victory, Bluetonium throws his arms in the air - knocking a new and full bottle of Chemical Y from its slightly different location on the upper shelf, into the cauldron.

NARRATOR

He raised his arms with chefatherly pride

knocking chemical Y mixing faulty-WHY stride.

When the Chemical Y hits the cauldron it vanishes into 3 distinct poofs of smoke: blue, rainbow, and black - from left to right respectively

NARRATOR (CONT’D)

And…the Bumpy-tuff brothers were BORN!

A proud looking boy steps out of the blue smoke. He has a blue backwards hat on and a cool expression on his face.

NARRATOR (CONT’D)

Stubble!

The rainbow smoke clears, but the camera sees nothing. The camera tilts down and sees another boy with a red sideways hat. Orange cape. Yellow T-shirt. Green Shorts. Indigo Socks. And Violet Shoes.

NARRATOR (CONT’D)

Stumble!

The second boy attempts to get up too quickly, trips on his cape, and falls over. He tries to get up again as the camera’s attention moves to the black smoke now dissipating - nothing there. The camera tilts lower, still nothing.

NARRATOR (CONT’D)

and Silentalk!

The black smoke is fully cleared, and we see an upside-down floating black fedora. The camera tilts up, we see Silentalk in a black 3-piece suit surveying the room using little head movements with inquisitive, information-gathering, eyes.

Chapter 2 - Not So Dusty, Wumpkins

INT. BRIGHT NIGHTLIGHT HEIGHTS - 9:03 PM

NARRATOR

(pumped)

Tonight they'll fight
in Bright Nightlight Heights

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EXT. ISOMETRIC VIEW OF TOWNCITY -  9:03 PM

The Bumpy Tuff Brothers are using their unique powers to move fast across the city - from far away, we can see a black blur flying above low buildings and around taller ones. A rainbow blur moves like a motorcycle with top speeds of 300 miles/hour - it also sloppily often bumps into parked cars, fire hydrants, and street mailboxes. The blue blur makes loud rubber-band-like snaps as it stretches the length of a city block then rebounds at 90 degree angles.

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EXT. BRIGHT NIGHTLIGHT HEIGHTS - 9:03 PM

Silentalk arrives first on the scene from behind the camera flying in a B-line, upside-down.

Stumble rolls in as a metalic tumbling rainbow ball, his arms and legs tucked up toward his chest. He makes an audible screeching sound with his mouth because he likes verbalizing his own sound effects. When Stumble brakes - a rainbow-like aura dissipates behind him. When he stops entirely, he gets up, but is very dizzy, and falls over. His body transforms to normal skin now instead of metal.

Stubble has stretching powers, like a rubberized blue Gumby. His head comes into view at the base of the closest gigantic nightlight-looking streetlight, in his stretch-mode he grabs the base of it holding tight. Then his feet cascade forward next to the base of the streetlight with a gigantic nightlight at the top (like one that plugs into a house outlet but 5 times the size of an ordinary streetlight) - he lets go with his hands and his body joins his feet like an elastic snapping to its unstretched position. His body changes from pale blue to skin color.

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EXT. CLOSE SHOT OF STUBBLE’S FACE - 9:05 PM

STUBBLE

(grimacing)

I smell trouble here

Stubble sniffs a stink in the air. *sniff* *sniff*

STUBBLE (CONT’D)

(just smelled a bad thing)

Dusty Wumpkins funky air

CAMERA ZOOMS BACK:

EXT. BUST SHOTS OF ALL 3 BUMPYS - 9:05 PM

Silentalk hovers above, assessing any possible danger. Stumble gets up from his tumble in a hurry, and out-of-balance, skips carelessly forward in front of both Stubble and Silentalk - attempting to play it cool.

STUMBLE

(giddy)

Keep clear, it’s clear,
y'all fear only your fear!

A nightlight streetlight another 10 feet into Bright Nightlight Heights has no light emitting out of it. Underneath it is a dark mass that Stumble carelessly runs toward. Stumble crashes into something with an audible noise getting clothe-lined falling on his butt.

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EXT. BEHIND THE BACK OF DUSTY WAKING UP - 9:06 PM

Stink lines and flies surround the snoring body of a vile giant human-like bunny woman. From this angle, the lighting shows some detail of the broken streetlight that Dusty was sleeping next to. The base of this nightlight streetlight is mangled as though it had been smashed repeatedly with a giant hammer. We see another angle of the moment Stumble gets close-lined by Dusty’s gigantic foot whose dangling toe was tall enough to clip Stumble blindly on his forehead. That foot flexes, and the other foot itches at it. Dusty’s snores fall silent. Light rain begins to fall.

NARRATOR

(ominous)

Stumble stumbled on Dusty Wumpkins

tripping quickly slippy tumblin’ up tossed abound as Dusty stirred,

plopping on his butt he sweared, silence now where snoring whirred.

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EXT. FULL BODY SHOT OF FLYING UPSIDE DOWN SILENTALK - 9:06 PM

In the sky, a bolt of lightning flashes behind the upside-down flying Silentalk.

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EXT. CLOSE SHOT OF SILENTALK’S FACE - 9:06 PM

Illuminated by lightning 45 degrees behind him, a grim but determined expression shows on Silentalk’s face.

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EXT. FIRST PERSON PERSPECTIVE OF SILENTALK - 9:06 PM

The camera, which is Silentalk’s upside-down first person perspective, zooms toward the dark mass on the ground where Stumble is plopped and confused. 

NARRATOR

(excited)

Silentalk flew fast in close 

Silent Lightning Quiet Pulse

grabbed Stumbles by nostril hair

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EXT. CLOSE SIDE SHOT OF STUMBLE - 9:06 PM

Stubble’s voice echoes in slow motion.

STUBBLE

(warning yell)

STUMBLE GETOUDDA there!

In slow motion Silentalk’s left forefinger and middle hook into Stumble’s nostrils.

STUMBLE

(comedic pain)

AOOOOH!

Stumble gets pulled away; a giant hammer crashes into the earth behind where he just was.

NARRATOR

(relieved)

Silentalk pulled Stumble out

ripping nostril hair about

Stumble mumbled whiny groans coughing pain between his moans Though no one heard
cuz an earthly fissure
Split the concrete: Wumpkin-smasher!
The spot he plopped moments before Exists that same spot: no more

Wumpkin-smasher is Dusty Wumpkin’s oversized sledge hammer. Thunder echoes from the lightning a moment ago. A louder sound of the earth shattering follows. 3 fissures crack and shake the concrete exposing earthy chasms underneath the airborne Silentalk and Stumble.

SILENTALK

(annoyed sound)

Hmmpf

Silentalk drops Stumble at the edge of a chasm, giving him an intentionally rough crash landing. Stumble in aggravated, but grateful.

Of the 20 nightlight streetlights, 5 are bent down in awkward directions from the devastation of the Wumpkin Smasher - light shines uneven like spotlights in all directions.

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EXT. EXTREME CLOSE SHOT OF STUBBLE’S EYES - 9:06 PM

STUBBLE

(furious heavy breathing)
Those are my brothers!!

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EXT. EXTREME CLOSE SHOT OF STUBBLE’S FIST IN FOREGROUND, DUSTY WUMPKINS IN BACKGROUND - 9:06 PM

Enraged, Stubble goes into blue-Gumby-stretch mode, leaving his fists non-stretchy. We see his fist traveling toward Dusty, Dusty’s few-toothed-smile says “bring it on”. And we see the fist smash Dusty’s chin knocking one of her few remaining teeth up and out.

The rain is harder now.

NARRATOR

(pumped up)

Stubble’s band-blows smashed-connected.
All Stubble saw was veins of red.

Dusty seems to enjoy the pain, or is maybe unaffected by it. She grabs hold tight of Stubble’s arm as it hits her chin - which whiplashes Stubble’s blue elastic body curving around Dusty. Stumble, now aware of who and where the bad-guy (bad-lady) is, runs toward the tumult.

STUBBLE + STUMBLE IN UNISON

(for glory)

Bumpy-tuffs slam Wumpkins head!

Stubble rebounds back toward Dusty’s head with his body’s elasticity. Dusty holds Stubble’s arm in a death grip.

NARRATOR

(pumped up)

Lightning clouds
circled gathered
striking brilliance:
Wumpkin-Smasher

Dark lightning clouds billow toward Bright Nightlight Heights as golf ball sized hail starts to crack on the concrete. The clouds are thick and dark. With her free hand, Dusty raises the Wumpkin Smasher like a lightning rod in the direction of the ominous black clouds. She head butts Stubble, stunning him a moment. Lightning strikes the Wumpkin Smasher. Dusty headbutts Stubble a second time.

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EXT. STUBBLE’S FIRST PERSON PERSPECTIVE- 9:07 PM

Stubble regains his senses in less than a second as his body instinctively retracts toward his held arm. Lightning connects with the Wumpkin Smasher illuminating it with terrifying brilliance. The Wumpkin Smasher is headed toward the camera. In super slo-mo we see Silentalk shield his eyes, the metalic Stumble is blinded and reflects extra brightness toward the camera. The screen is almost entirely white - but we can see Dusty’s eyes focused like an athlete. The hammerhead gets bigger. The white glowing hammerhead is the only thing thing the screen can see.

Impact.

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EXT. STUBBLE’S BACK OF HEAD PERSON PERSPECTIVE- 9:07 PM
view.

Stubble is held by one arm - body retracting. The hammerhead completely silhouettes Stubble’s body.

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EXT. SUPER CLOSE SHOT DUSTY’S SLOW FINGERS - 9:07 PM
Dusty lets go of Stubble’s hand.

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EXT. EXPANDING SPAN WIDE SIDE SHOT OF THE HAMMER’S AFTERMATH - 9:07 PM

The hammer connects. 

NARRATOR (CONT’D)

(uh oh… UH OH)

Knocking Stubble BLAM asunder wall-smash body
holes through rubble
good deed punished
throbbing trouble
pain all over
concussion dizzy
why fight cruelty
like this enemy? 

Stubble launches at an angle of 20 degrees. Baseball-sized hail smashes and deflects off the back of his head creating a cone-shaped wake mid-air. Crack. Smash. Bash.

NARRATOR (CONT’D)

(slow speaking)

He drooped, he flew,
he crashed, he hurt.
His strength had gone
where darkness lurks.
This is it, it's gotta be over, his body's high
but he's never been lower.

His body smashes into the the brick wall of an abandoned building labeled “Cannonball Test Facility” leaving a Stubble-shaped hole and sending bricks flying inward. His body doesn’t appear to slow down.

Again his body smashes, this time into a wall for testing cannonballs, twice as thick as the one he just went through - leaving another Stubble-shaped hole and twice as many brick missiles. His body slows a little, but it is hard to tell.

Another smash through 3 layers of brick. Bricks are ricocheting off each other.

Then a final smash denting a 1–foot thick cast-iron wall, popping 2 previously embedded cannonballs out.

INT. INSIDE THE CANNONBALL TESTING FACILITY, VIEW OF STUBBLE IN THE IRON DENT - 9:07 PM

One side of his head is featureless from leaking blood. His other eye droops. He exhales. The screen begins to blur. He does not inhale.

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INT. STUBBLE’S FIRST PERSON PERSPECTIVE- 9:07 PM

For 4 seconds of semi-slow motion the camera sees through Stubble’s 1 eye the damage line of broken walls and a cone of hail the size of bocci balls. The right half of the screen is red, like a closed eye. White pulses down from the edges of the camera’s vision - the blurriness increases. The screen goes black. The sound goes out. 10 seconds pass. The narrator speaks in the darkness.

NARRATOR

(forlorn)

Our hero has been beaten senseless.

EXT. STUBBLE’S FIRST PERSON PERSPECTIVE - 9:10 PM

Black screen, Stumble’s voice is far away and echoey like a boxing coach.

STUMBLE

(slowmo voice)

Waaaake uhhhhhp!

NARRATOR

(fearful)

But with their help
he regained his senses.
Brothers pulled him from defeat. Out from weakness up to his feet. Breathing heavy, weak and worn. Alive, but barely, eyeball torn.

From the darkness a red wave traverses left to right across the screen indicting a migraine. Then another from right to left. The left eye opens to blurry vision - another concussive red wave on the left side of the screen. After a moment it is slightly clearer, Stumble is blurily visible with slow marble-like tears rolling out his eyes. We see Stumble hit the screen (audience perspective) with another red concussive slap.

STUBBLE

(coughs up blood)

Gblah

Blood sprays toward Stumble from our first-person mouth.

Stumble hits Stubble another 2 times before realizing Stubble is conscious; Stumble’s face becomes clearer, but is distorted by heavy rain. Stumble’s emotions suddenly transition from desperation to relief. Then guilt at his gratuitous slapping.

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EXT. THE TRIO NEXT TO AN OPEN DOOR OF THE CANNONBALL TEST FACTORY - 9:13 PM

Stubble arks out his wobbly, stretchy legs back to balance. Silentalk is flying upside down close. Stumble is excited to get Dusty back. They make a strange-looking huddle with Silentalk upside-down - all looking very confident.

NARRATOR

(hopeful)

He looked at them.
He mustered strength.
They smiled back
with pride and thanks.
The trio readied,
their five eyes met,
Dusty's busted, Wumpkins set.

Stubble screams a mighty bellow of retaliation.

STUBBLE

(with bits of spit blood)

Cannon!

STUBBLE AND STUMBLE

(tandem)

Cannon!

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EXT. SILENTALK SUPER CLOSE SHOT CONFIDENT EYES - 9:14 PM

Silentalk’s lips curl into a smile so small that only the audience can see it with a super close camer.

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EXT. NEXT TO A HOLE IN THE CANNONBALL TEST FACILITY - 9:14 PM

Stumble hooks his feet into an exposed pipe next to the Cannonball Test Facility and crouches into metal mode. 

NARRATOR

(excited)

Stumble crunched his body folding
metal in mechanical
cool-liquid steel connected; hardening ‘n spherical

Stubble locks arm with Stumble and becomes blue-Gumby mode. Silentalk grabs Stubble’s feet and hovers fast and high.

Dusty can be heard swinging her hammer like a helicopter blade walking toward the Cannonball Test Facility - laughing as she lays carnage on everything around her. She notices, and enjoys, the holes made from Stubble’s body in the test facility.

Silentalk continues to rise, stretching Stubble’s body to the brink of its stretchiness - 2 city-block lengths into the air.

The pipe holding Stumble in place is starting to shake from fatigue. Stubble and Stumble nod to one another at the same time. Stumble unhooks his feet and with the pent up energy in Stubble’s elastic body, gets slung a mile upward seemingly disappearing into the black storm clouds.

NARRATOR

(hopeful)

Silentalk Stubble
Wrapped together
Launched Stumble up
through the ether!

Dusty sees the boys up to something in the air and licks her lips, ready to deliver more hurt. The Cannonball Test Facility is between them, but she can see the boys above it.

Stubble, for a moment, appears to be free falling like an oversized candy wrapper parachuting in the wind. Silentalk positions himself behind Stubble’s feet - lining him up with The Cannonball Test Facility and Dusty. Silentalk opens his mouth and lets out a bright beam of energy, that lands like sunlight on Stubble’s shoes. The energy travels into Stubble turning his gumby-feet from blue to hot-electric blue, his body elongates more than before with the electric feel. Stubble’s body stretches behind him and defies gravity, statically charging in the air. Stubble’s left eye is staring directly at Dusty, his blind side drips blood into the rain.

Dusty continues to lick her lips, staring, now illuminated by white and blue light.

Stubble is longer than before with an electric blue charge pulsing and zapping as rain hits him; almost 3 City blocks in length - Silentalk backs up in the air to keep charging the stretching Stubble up with mouth energy. For 1 moment Stubble is at full stretch - and in that exact moment is when Stumble is seen coming back down.

With impeccable timing, SilenTalk stops the beam charge and double-punches Stubble’s feet so that all the charged energy directs toward the falling Stumble-cannon-ball 

SILENTALK

(wick burning sizzle with japanese martial art exclamation)

Oss!!!!

The energy transfers with an explosive blue blast traveling axially through Stubble heating nearby rain into a pulse of steam. Then Stubble double fist bumps Stumble which creates a half-blue, half-rainbow explosion like that of an aurora borealis in the night. Stumble’s cannonball launches - now in super slow motion so the audience can see.

STUBBLE

(with bits of spit blood long yell on ball) 

Ball! 

Stubble grins a debonair grin.

Dusty’s Wumpkin-Smasher becomes, again, charged by a bolt of Lightning. She points up and away like a baseball player bragging about the home run she’s about to get.

Even in the super slow motion, Stumble’s rainbow pulsing cannonball moves fast. The Stumble-cannonball rips 20 degrees downward through The Cannonball Test Facility - melting through the iron wall then vaporizing the brick ones.

Dusty stares directly at the rainbow Stumble cannonball. Her Wumpkin-Smasher begins its swing.

Her Wumpkin-Smasher connects. But, the Stumble’s rainbow ball melts through the hammerhead un-slowed splashing molten metal. Dusty follows through as the Stumble ball crunches on her skull.

Homerun-screech sound effect.

Dusty is unconscious before her body hits the ground letting go of the now hollow Wumpkin-smasher, causing it to arc high in the air. As he bounces off, Stumble becomes non-metal mode, and sticks his landing a few feet from the toppling Dusty - satisfyingly watching the Wumpkin-smasher land on Dusty’s face.

NARRATOR

(hopeful)

An eye for an eye charred 'n done.

Their cannon's classic

when they act as one.

Dusty's safely locked away.

The Bumpy-tuffs saved the day.

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EXT. THE ENTRANCE OF BRIGHT NIGHTLIGHT HEIGHTS - 9:37 PM

Dusty Wumpkins is an unconscious heap. On her face, a hole smolders through the The Wumpkin Smasher. Her left eye is blinded.

Bandages surround Stubble’s right eye and head, to his left is Stumble, to his right is Silentalk. A flailing, worried, and proud Bluetonium photo-bombs into the scene breaking a police line as the flash goes off.

Chapter 3 - For the Love of JoMoMoMo

EXT. THE VELVET BANANA, JOMOMOMO’S HQ - 2:14 PM

A tall, elegant, pole sticks up in the Towncity skyline. From this pole hangs a large yellow structure resembles a huge banana. The main entrance peels opens at the top letting a monkey butler enter via monkey bars. Half the windows are open with zip cloths that resemble hanging banana skin. Through these windows we can see the interior is covered from wall to wall and floor to ceiling with red velvet.

NARRATOR

(ecstatic)

Somewhere Else!

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INT. THE VELVET BANANA, JOMOMOMO’S HQ - 2:15 PM

The camera swoops down from the ‘ceiling’ of the slightly unpeeled giant banana structure. A chandelier of a thousand small crystal bananas hangs. The camera pans down, we see what looks like 2 monkey hands hanging off the bananachandelier, but when we see JoMoMoMo’s knees below and her actual hands holding an upside-down copy of The Towncity Times showing an article entitled “Bumpys Bust Dusty” showing a picture of Bluetonium and the Bumpys.  

The camera continues to drop as JoMoMoMo, now 17 years old, brings the newspaper toward her feet. Her face is a wreck drowning in snotty tears that drip toward her forehead and through her braided brain-hair, her nostrils are full of goopy snot - she wipes her face with the interior of the newspaper.

NARRATOR (CONT’D)

(hopeful)

JoMoMoMo grasps the TownCity Times Moaning, groaning a blues-y whine grabbing a gooey tissue issue connecting her nose
in a mucus snot line

JOMOMOMO

(enraged and sad)

Professor Bluetonium.

JoMoMoMo tears the paper violently in half, shaking the Bananachandelier

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

Why don’t you love me?

She proceeds to throw the paper pieces explosively out and away making the bananachandelier rotate like a rope swing.

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

(sinister)

Professor Bluetonium.

You never hugged —-- me!

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

(hurt)

Professor Bluetonium.

Was it something I did?

Professor Bluetonium.
Maybe something I said?

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INT. THE VELVET BANANA, BELOW JOMOMOMO HQ - 2:17 PM

Bits of newspaper dismally fall like confetti toward the camera. JoMoMoMo flails her hanging body on the bananachandelier above.

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

(adrenaline heats up)

Professor Bluetonium…
You never loved me!

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

(adrenaline builds more)

Professor Bluetonium…

JoMoMoMo launches off the Bananachandelier like a trapeze artist.

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

(adrenaline fires)

You never hugged me!

JoMoMoMo lands on the velvety floor with the grace of a cat as an exceptionally muscular gymnast, veins appear around her strong calves upon landing. A monkey butler in the background comes into focus standing upright holding a dome tray.

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

(mock weakness)

you wanted a docile pet

she cowers down, in a mock position like she is a subservient pet.

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

(mock weakness)

rather than my mammalian - Figure!

JoMoMoMo stands proud and cups her breasts since she is braggadocious babalicicous babe. Her tail, like a conductor’s baton, signals to the monkey butler. The monkey butler opens the tray, but rather than food, holds a shiny mirrored surface that the butler uses to reflect sunlight into the still moving banana chandelier which dancing light like a disco ball.

The camera pivots around JoMoMoMo’s right and sees a banner labeled “The Monkeys” under the banner is a symphony of Monkey Butlers who, all staring at JoMoMoMo’s baton tail, begin to play after a 4 count.

Music

JoMoMoMo dances: cartwheels, handsprings, and twists - until the music stops and the monkey butlers leave the scene.

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INT. THE VELVET BANANA, JOMOMOMO SUPERCLOSE FACE - 2:20 PM

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

(heated revenge plan)

An ordinary man created meeeee
Now he is the one who'll worship meeeeeee!

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INT. THE VELVET BANANA, BLUETONIUM’S GHOST APPEARS - 2:25 PM

Even though Bluetonium is alive, JoMoMoMo sees him as a hallucination that represents her inner conflict.

GHOST OF BLUETONIUM

(like a Hamlet ghost)

I Never Loved You.

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

(hurt)

He’d Never Say That!

GHOST OF BLUETONIUM

(mocking, neener neener)

You don’t know - what I’d say.

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

(hurt)

He’d Never Say That!

JoMoMoMo looks out the closeby clothy window. Big eyes full of remembered pain.

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EXT. FROM THE VELVET BANANA WINDOW, FAMILY WALKS A DOG - 2:25 PM

A young couple and their boy walk a golden retriever.

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EXT. SUPER HAPPY SUPER CLOSE SHOT OF DOG’S FACE AND TAG - 2:25 PM

A very happy looking dog sniffs at the air, looks around with a panting tongue, then reacts extra joyfully as the boy pets his head. On the bottom of the screen his tag says “Hi, I’m Blooper!”.

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INT. THE VELVET BANANA, JOMOMOMO SUPERCLOSE FACE - 2:26 PM

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

(it is so unfair)

Humans treat more love for doggies!

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EXT. MEDIUM SHOT OF FAMILY AND DOG - 2:27 PM

The smiling dog crouches down to poop on the sidewalk. Mom pulls out a little bag of bags to clean up Blooper’s mess.

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INT. THE VELVET BANANA, MEDIUM SHOT OF JOMOMOMO AND A NEARBY BOX OF ‘NANA WAFERS - 2:27 PM

JoMoMoMo is staring intently out the window at this family cleaning up after their dog. She grabs the box of ‘Nana Wafers and starts binge eating the banana shaped biscuits. Chunks and crumbs expel from her mouth as she succumbs to frustration.

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

(wafer bits flying)

‘Nana treats for all your doggies!

JoMoMoMo grabs the crinkly plastic wrapper out of the box and ‘drinks’ the rest of the bits. As she chews and salivates the ‘Nana Wafer crumbs, wobbly tears begin to roll out the sides of her eyes.

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

(sucking the crumbs)

No one hears the monkey sob.

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

(another swallow of those bits)

No one sees the monkey stop.

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INT. THE VELVET BANANA, WIDE SHOT OF JOMOMOMO AND THE GHOST OF BLUETONIUM - 2:29 PM

GHOST OF BLUETONIUM

(Pitiful)

I am only a human
who makes mortal mistakes
you’re so much greater - 

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INT. THE VELVET BANANA, MEDIUM SHOT OF THE GHOST OF BLUETONIUM’S BACK - 2:29 PM

GHOST OF BLUETONIUM (CONT’D)

(Pitiful)

we’re all deceitful fakes.

Bluetonium’s ghost disintegrates from top to bottom showing JoMoMoMo staring at ‘something behind where he was’.

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INT. THE VELVET BANANA, 3RD PERSON VIEW OF JOMOMOMO LOOKING AT A VAT OF CHEMICAL Y - 2:30 PM

JoMoMoMo is staring a button labeled “PUSH TO DEPLOY CHEMICAL Y”

JOMOMOMO

(with resolve)

Once I Y the Dogs then you'll all see

Will your canines listen to your plea??!!

NARRATOR

(like announcing WWIII)

And so JoMoMoMo
put chemical Y
into the dog food supply.

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INT. THE VELVET BANANA, SIDE VIEW OF JOMOMOMO - 2:30 PM

JoMoMoMo smacks the button, a small smirk appears on the side of her face. Then she exclaims.

JOMOMOMO

(insane)

Y!

And she keeps yelling, we see a zoom out of the other side of The Velvet Banana we didn’t see before. 

ZOOMING OUT TRANSITION:

EXT. THE BACK SIDE OF THE VELVET BANANA - 2:30 PM

JOMOMOMO

(insane)

WHY?!

A large robot arm takes a flexible pipe from the behind the velvet banana and puts that pipe into the dog food factory next door, “Ruff Roof’s Dog Food” - Dark green sludge starts to pump into the dog food factory.

JOMOMOMO

(insane)

WHY?! Y! Y! WHY! Y Y! WHY! WHYY! WHYYY!? WHY WaHYYYYY?

FADE TO BLACK:

Chapter 4 - Flight of the Super Dogs 

EXT. ATOP A BUILDING WITH TOWNCITY IN THE BACKGROUND - 8:15 PM

A spotlight sits on the roof of a towncity skyscraper. The Bumpy Tuff logo is in the middle of the spotlight. The logo displays the 3 bumpy tuffs in a male symbol - the circle represents Stumble in metal-ball form, a loop stretched around the circle is Stubble, and an upside down slightly bent Silentalk creates the head of the arrow to the right.

NARRATOR

(jokingly nervous)

¡Oh no! JoMoMoMo
committed a no-no so low
there’s no use calling the popo
we gotta ignite
the Bumpy Tuff Light…

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EXT. SUPER CLOSE SHOT OF SPOTLIGHT - 8:15 PM

For a few seconds the spotlight is off. Then it turns on, illuminating around the logo. 

NARRATOR (CONT’D)

(semi broken voice, comedic)

I hope they notice the glow! 

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EXT. A CLOUDY SKY WITH SUPERDOGS AND A BUMPY SPOTLIGHT - 8:15 PM

Dogs fly in the sky, some barking at clouds, others chasing each other. Blooper is among the chasers. A couple are play-fighting/air tumbling and faintly illuminated by the Bumpy Tuff Spotlight logo. One in the center crouches for a mid-air poop.

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INT.  PROFESSOR BLUTONIUM’S HOUSE MEDIUM SHOT OF BOYS STARING OUT THE WINDOW - 8:17 PM

Stubble is standing inside by a 1st-floor window. The camera pans back. A black eyepatch exists over the right side of his scar-mangled face.

STUBBLE

(slightly upset)

YO! There’s a dog fight in the sky! 

A big super dog poop splashes on the lawn outside the window. The camera pans back more and we see Silentalk in the encroaching foreground reading Faulkner’s As I Lay Dying. Camera keeps panning, Stumble is angrily shaking a portable video game system because he is having trouble beating a level. The camera pans back further and we see Bluetonium pacing in the kitchen. Spaghetti is boiling in the large cauldron, 4 empty bowls are nearby for dinnertime at the table.

Out the window, in the street, 3 dogs howl joyously as they fly/chase/toy with a police car which is trying to get safe from the playful, but very dangerous, super dogs.

Stumble puts down his gameboy.

STUBBLE

(slightly upset)

Wow! Howling louder than siren cries!

Bluetonium with a giant wooden whisk stirs the spaghetti in the pot. Then, hands shaking, he fills the bowls of spaghetti using an equally large wooden fork.

PROFESSOR BLUTONIUM

(pale, nervous)

Boys, I gotta come clean
- you have a sister
who's a chimpanzee.
I am full of nothing but shame, this is all my fault,
I am to blame.

Stubble's eyes get comically, cartoonishly huge. Stumble raises an eyebrow that distorts the shape of his face. Silentalk rolls his eyes in the direction of the real problem of a super dog now hovering out the window who took something like the antennae of the Chrysler building as a mangled chew toy.

STUBBLE

(astounded)

No way, what’s her name?

The boys are chomping and slurping on their spaghetti. All staring at Bluetonium.

PROFESSOR BLUTONIUM

(Gulping)

Her name is *gulp*
JoMoMoMo I had too much pride
with my hubris *gulp* in the mix
I added chemical Y… 

STUBBLE

(astounded)

So, what’s with the dog-filled sky?

Stumble slurps his spaghetti quickly and is nearly done with his bowl. The dog hovering around outside is bumping powerlines with the antenna chew toy, getting shocked occasionally - making the dog growl and shake the toy into other power lines causing the lights to dim - and the dog to get more shocks.

Cauldron steam surrounds professor bluetonium like a smoke machine. He picks up a wireless microphone with one hand and the stylus of a record player with the other. He brings the microphone to his mouth and places the stylus.

Music starts.

PROFESSOR BLUETONIUM

(collected now)

Single men can seldom adopt

I was gonna be her favorite pop

JoMoMoMo got what I never did

Ultra super powers
as a chimpanzee kid

Professor Bluetonium dances around in front of the kids, swirly steam bends about his rock star gyrations. The lights flicker in time with the music. Stumble finishes his Spaghetti.

PROFESSOR BLUETONIUM (CONT’D)

(with resolve)

What I avoided
slipped to worse from bad

All I ever wanted
was to be a rad dad

I'm sorry I messed up
I woopsed really bad

Too eager to be
the raddest of dads

Stumble begins to serve himself seconds from the cauldron. Bluetonium dances with hip rotations and hand thrusts.

STUBBLE

(astounded)

So, what’s with the dog-filled sky?

PROFESSOR BLUETONIUM

(rock singing)

I lied about
cosmatomic radiation

And needed to hide
you from the realization

that your powers and strength
stem from chemical Y

Clumsily dropped
by the thumbs of this guy

Bluetonium points to himself with 2 thumbs. Stumble’s bowl is overflowing with spaghetti.

PROFESSOR BLUETONIUM (CONT’D)

(rock singing)

This is all connected,
it will be a lot

You boys weren't adopted,
but spawned from this pot

And I'm ashamed to say,
your big sister's a monkey

She's really really angry,
it's not even funny

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INT.  CLOSE SHOT OF BLUETONIUM’S SWEATY FACE - 8:20 PM

Bluetonium is full of sweaty adrenaline, he breathes heavy and exasperated.

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INT.  CLOSE SHOT OF STUMBLE’S FACE - 8:20 PM

Stumble slurps up an extra long piece of spaghetti.

STUMBLE

(mouth full)

*slurp* Are we full siblings? - I mean, the cauldron's our mom. *chomp chomp*

STUBBLE

(load of information off his shoulders)

That’s a lot - but I’m not angry. We’ve got to stand and fight. Super-dogs cloud the sky - there’s no end to poop in sight.

Another giant sky poop splashes in the backyard. Some bounces onto the window.

NARRATOR

(hopeless but determined)

The boys couldn't let
JoMoMoMo's evil reign begin -

Stumble scarfs down his seconds. Stubble and Silentalk walk toward the door. Stumble hurries after them. Bluetonium stands in the door frame after they are out of the house.

so they departed for a fight
that they surely will not win.

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EXT.  VIEW OF SUN SETTING ON TOWNCITY FROM BLUETONIUM’S HOUSE, SUPERDOGS CROWD THE SKY - 8:24 PM

This view is from the eyes of Bluetonium. The sun is dipping into the horizon over the Towncity River - half of each of the Bumpy boys are backlit by the sun. The sun goes all the way down. The Bumpy Tuff signal is clearly visible on a cloud over The Velvet Banana.

NARRATOR (CONT’D)

(from denial to acceptance)

Professor Bluetonium watched
them travel toward the horizon, his children shall die
as chemical Y titans.
Love has taxed the ultimate toll. Prometheus bathed in chaos
from the fire that he stole.

Stumble rolls into his metal motorcycle ball making his put put self sound effect. Stubble stretches and pulls himself from a mailbox with a snap. Silentalk rotates upside down and in the air. They travel toward the spreading darkness.

Chapter 5 - JoMoMoMo’s Private Party

INT. ON THE TOP FLOOR OF THE VELVET BANANA - 8:25 PM

JMMM feels her victory - the sweet taste of revenge is on the tip of her tongue. All her life she has used her super powers to rob money from banks and steal priceless artifacts, but soon people will serve her whims.

JOMOMOMO

(tasting victory - singing)

Velvet velvet rubby lovey velvet

Have you seen it?
Have you felt it?

Finally, respect me Intellectuality

Hear me! Fear me!

Then do everything for me!

There is one object JMMM is enamored by - the Banamethyst - a huge chunk of amethyst crystal that has been shaped into her favorite fruit. Despite her many heists this object has always eluded her. And she demands to possess it. She is bored of her other worldly objects BUT SHE KNOWS this one will bring her eternal happiness. 

JOMOMOMO

You will cower,
you shall kneel,

you will peel off
banana peels.

JoMoMoMo looks at the camera, almost like there are several people on the other side of the screen that she is pointing at. You cower! YOU KNEEL! YOU have the honor of peeling my banana peels (much better than cowering and kneeling)

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

No more can't afford the price

No more misses monkey heist

So bored of that
'n tired of this

My happiness exists
in the Banamathyst!...

JoMoMoMo rubs her back on a nearby velvet wall like she is making snow angels.

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

Velvet velvet rubby lovey velvet

Have you seen it?
Have you felt it?

Finally, respect me Intellectuality

On “respect my intellectuality” JMMM cups her breasts from the sides because she is brilliant and beautiful, and she knows it.

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

Hear me! Fear me!

Then do everything for me!

JMMM begins counting the fingers of her right hand.

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

First kill Stubble. Stumble too,

SilentTalk’ll follow in suit.

Each dropping finger is a wish. The pinky finger drops for for Stubble, the ring finger for Stumble, the middle finger drops for for Silentalk.

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

Then my dad will kneel 'n grovel

With Y-pumped dogs at my disposal

The index finger drops for Blutonium, and finally her thumb for a super dog army with which to rule everything.

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

Count on all that,
each ‘n every wish

sure as fingers crunched
in a monkey fist

She clenches all the fingers of her right hand together and thrusts her fist toward the sky. Her left hand shoots out sideways, fingers in a fan.

JOMOMOMO (CONT’D)

(now speaking)

You’ll see
and give me
due respect

Collected in my
massive molded
intellect.

Upon 'massive molded intellect' she cups her breasts together then runs her fingers through her braided brain-hair. Beauty and brains, baby.

Chapter 6 - The End of the Velvet Banana

EXT. THE GROUND OF A BEATEN UP POOPY TOWNCITY - 8:35 PM

NARRATOR

(we’re doomed)

The ground is layered with super-dog poopy lumps,
they are like concrete-bound steel that smell worse than the dump. 

The camera pans back to show Stubble, Stumble, and Silentalk arriving at Towncity park near The Velvet Banana. Silentalk arrives upside down. Then Stumble comes in as a rainbow metal ball. And finally Stubble rubber-bands in by a tree.

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EXT. BEHIND THE BACK OF THE BUMPYTUFFS - 8:36 PM

The camera pivots around the Bumpys, back to back to back in a circle - looking at the sky. Dusk is fading and a full moon is on the rise. The dogs resemble giant swooping bats darting in front of the giant moon. Some arch their backs and howl menacingly.

Stubble and Stumble look unconfident. Silentalk looks confident.

NARRATOR (CONT’D)

(we’re doomed)

Stubble, Stumble, and Silentalk are ready in position -
an army of dogs hover
in opposition -

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EXT. THE SKY - 8:36 PM

The camera shows an exceptionally content JoMoMoMo hovering in the sky amongst the flying dogs. Slightly visible in her backpack are 2 boxes of ‘Nana Treat biscuits. She eats one, then tosses one to a nearby sky dog. She marvels at her own genius.

NARRATOR (CONT’D)

(we’re doomed)

Owners are crying,
guns in hand -
they ready their arms
with a Yeller of a plan.

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EXT. THE GROUND - WIDE VIEW OF THE STREETS - 8:36 PM

Dog shit coats the ground in layers. It is super poo, and not in a good way. Men break shovels trying to dig into it. Bugs are happy and plentiful, licking the excrement. When it hardens, the super poo is tough as titanium and slippery as teflon - a car slips on one and crashes into another car that had also recently crashed. Chaos.

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EXT. THE GROUND - A NERVOUS PET-OWNING CROWD - 8:36 PM

Scared and nervous, a crowd of families looks horrified at the prospect. They hold shotguns, pitch forks, slingshots, and dynamite. In the front of the crowd is Blooper’s family from the other day.

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EXT. THE LITTLE BOY’S FACE CLOSE SHOT - 8:36 PM

Moonlight hits the boy’s face as he stares up with the shadows of super dogs bouncing around. He doesn’t cry out, but a tear wells up in his left eye. Then another tear wells up at his right. The tear at his left eye falls. His face is full of determination and resolve that he must kill his Blooper.

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EXT. JOMOMOMO BUST SHOT - 8:36 PM

JoMoMoMo looks at the crying kid, and delights in her revenge at the pitiful humans.

JOMOMOMO

(catharsis)

HA HA HA HAAA!
This’ll be great,
now who is
the perfect primate!!!?!

Professor Bluetonium is on to the roof of a skyscraper nearby the Velvet Banana. He is holding a megaphone - he yells desperately and sadly into it - but it is too quiet, so he pulls out a second megaphone and amplifies the first, and can be heard clearly now.

NARRATOR

(scared)

Professor Bluetonium yelled
from a towering roof,
sad but determined
to reveal the truth

BLUETONIUM

(lamenting)

JoMoMoMo, I’m sorry!
Please understand,
I’m proud of your greatness -
but this wasn’t my plan!

NARRATOR

(scared)

JoMoMoMo had a moment of heart, and in that distraction
Stubble signaled the start

Stubble launches himself into the air, a rubber-band distraction - as he launches, he also yells.

STUBBLE

(charging into battle)

NOW!

The crowd begins to volley missiles into the sky: bullets, slingshot pellets, and arrows.

NARRATOR

(this is totally hopeless)

Gun fire rattled,
bullets bounced offa dogs -
who didn’t feel the projectiles,
which rained down like rocks

There is a moment of surprise among JMMM and the flying dogs - kind of like they were doing something but then they heard a doorbell.

JOMOMOMO

(lamenting)

AHHHHHH -- AHHHHHHH -- AHHHHHHH!
HOW DARE YOU!
HOW COULD YOU!
I’m NOT SURPRISED!
YOU BEASTS - YOU ANIMALS!
SICK ‘EM - DIEEE

JoMoMoMo is pissed - OF COURSE BLUETONIUM WOULD DO THIS, the dogs start barking - really annoyed by all this noise and confusion. Many start growling and gritting teeth.

STUMBLE

(charge voice)

Cannon!

Another Cannon ball sequence like that with Dusty, but faster. The launch of the Stumble-rainbow ball is completely ineffective, but it entertains a pack of flying dogs who chase it into the distance. The other dogs start biting on the elongated and elastic Stubble like tug of war. Silentalk rotate-lands on the ground, thinking. After a few seconds Blooper has the metallic Stumble in his jaws and drops him at Silentalk’s feet like “throw it again!”

The military steps in with naval artillery and bomber planes also ineffective.

NARRATOR

(fierce fighting)

The brothers clashed with the dogs head on,
stalwart and brave -
but affected none.
They were super -
but 9 year-old kids,
these canines were bolstered
and unaffected.
Clash of immortals,
gods in the sky,
bullets screamed while artillery exploded nearby. 

Military vehicles are on the scene, firing all their munitions. Naval artillery and plane-dropped bombs are ineffective.

NARRATOR (CONT’D)

(all hope is lost)

Deafening roars
of machine guns and shells,
bomber planes exploded aerial hell that would concussively kill
any Y-less being,
which only annoyed super dogs
whose ears were now ringing. Several chased the plane while others curiously thundered down, descending menacingly
toward the pet-owning crowd.

The annoyed dogs drop their Stubble-chew-toy amongst the annoying noise. Stubble thuds to the ground. Stumble stares up at the sky, a super poop lands on his face.

It is clear that the Bumpys cannot beat this enemy with force.

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EXT. THE LITTLE BOY’S FACE CLOSE SHOT - 8:40 PM

SCARED KID

(whimpering)

Come back to me blooper!
What did we do?
I shoulda fed you sooner -
I’ll always love you!

Blooper’s eyes appear red and swollen, he is completely backlit by the moon. Blooper licks his tongue around the fangs of his teeth in a slow, inevitable, pouncing motion toward the scared, probably tasty, child.

Blooper gets right next to the boy and sniffs his face - letting out a light pant.

NARRATOR

(terrible retribution)

And Blooper descended;
sniffing the boy's eye,
the crowd fell quiet;
some started to cry.
The last light fell
behind the super canine,
her silhouette shadowed
the scared little guy. 

Bluetonium opened the bottom-floor entrance to the skyscraper. There is no light in the building because it lost power. As he finally gets to the bottom stair and out the door - he sees it, a boy about to get devoured. He blames himself.

NARRATOR (CONT’D)

(agony)

A hopeless Bluetonium
opened the door,
his awestruck jaw
smashed through the floor.
Blooper moved in on
the little boy's face,
he bravely stood trembling
and held fast in place.

NARRATOR (CONT’D)

(the magic of love)

Their noses collided -
Blooper started to lick,
the crowd applauded;
in that moment it clicked.
From fearful to happy
came explosive relief -
everyone cried
and openly weeped.
The tears turned to rivers touching superpoops all around, they made little pop flashes
with sparkly sounds.
Colorful flowers
burst from the ground
whose petals let off
pink-violet light -
what once smelled awful
was now a delight.
A moment ago
it seemed all was lost,
but now people cried
big happiness sobs.

STUMBLE

(awakening from unconscious)

Oh man, what’s going on? That was a lot of laser-missiles and bombs…

STUBBLE

(I knew good would win!)

JoMoMoMo!

We help each other out

even in disparity

Society is good throughout.

Stubble takes 2 steps toward JoMoMoMo and clasps his hands together.

STUBBLE (CONT’D)

(I knew good would win!)

JoMoMoMo!

Together we build trust

SILENTALK

(finally says a sentence)

You should come live with us.

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EXT. JOMOMOMO’S CLOSE SHOT OF HIS FACE - 8:40 PM

JoMoMoMo’s face turns from frustration to appreciation. And she cries a happy tear. Then many more tears follow dripping down to the earth.

NARRATOR

(sweet relief)

So broken by love
rather than force,
the super dogs cured
JoMoMoMo's curse.

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INT. BLUETONIUM’S LAB OF FUN SCIENCE - 4:30 PM

Montage of JoMoMoMo and the Bumpys doing fun science things using the cauldron. Silentalk moves the Chemical Y away from the cauldron right before Stumble smacks into the spot where it was.

NARRATOR

(happiness)

And now they live
and research science,
keeping chemical Y
in proper balance.
They practice good sense
and learn in stride,
because this life we live
is a worthwhile ride.

[credits]

EXT. POST CREDITS, JOMOMOMO FLYING OUTSIDE A MAXIMUM SECURITY SKYSCRAPER PRISON ABOVE THE TOWNCITY RIVER - 8:15 AM

The flying JoMoMoMo grabs all 4 bars of the highest window to the prison, 2 with her hands, 2 with her feet. She snaps them 1 at a time like twigs.

JOMOMOMO

(I want that Banamathyst)

HEY RABBIT, You want to earn your way out of here?

CUT TO:

INT. DUSTY WUMPKINS STRAPPED TO A TABLE INSIDE THE MAXIMUM SECURITY SKYSCRAPER

Dusty opens her eye. And smiles.

CUT TO:

Black screen. Sound of ripping restraints.