Episode 4: The Beauties of Tropesburg
An establishing shot of a warehouse with a sign saying. "Päperwërk "R" Ūs". Cut to inside, where TropesForever, dropping with fatigue, is pushing a shopping cart filled with office supplies and counting off the items on his list.
"Forty-five, forty-six, forty-nine...wait, I lost count."
Your local Princess!
Avie walks behind Tropes and helps him up
"Oh sweetie.. Need me to do anything? Maybe we should go home.."
Edited by Aveyond on Mar 11th 2020 at 3:50:20 AM
"Oh, thank you!"
"Looks like we've got everything we need. Lets head home."
Tropes takes the trolley to the checkout, nearly knocking over a shelf full of mirrors.
"Hey, mirrors aren't office supplies anyway."
Your local Princess!
Avie looks at her reflection in the mirror
"Hey Tropes, am I..? Oh, never mind.."
Avie tries to brush off the conversation
Edited by Aveyond on Mar 13th 2020 at 2:17:16 AM
Tropes looks at his reflection and grimaces.
"Oh jeez. I guess that's what happens when you only get to sleep on recycling days. I wonder if I qualify as Tropesburg's first zombie mayor?"
He pulls out a large history book and flips through it.
"Ah, no. Thomas Brainsleeve, 1937."
He then turns and looks at Aveyond's reflection, stunned.
"Then again, I suppose anyone would look like that next to someone as beautiful as you..."
Your local Princess!
Avie blushes deeply
"Oh sweetheart.. thank you so much. I'm glad you think so.. But.. If I should think highly of myself, then so should you! You're the most handsome man in Tropesburg.."
Avie kisses Tropes deeply and looks into his eyes
"If there was a competition for most wonderful, thoughtful person, you'd win hands down.."
"No way, it'd be you, easy!"
Your local Princess!
"You're too sweet.. I love you.."
Lightbulb moment
"Hey.. Didn't we need another fundraiser for the town? Why don't we hold one of those pageants? A normal one, not those glitzy ones parents live through their child for"
"Of course! It'd be perfect! Way better than the eyebrow tax idea. Youre a genius!"
Your local Princess!
"Hehe, I try. Now let's go home and tell the gang! You can tell me all about the former.. Eyebrow tax.. On the way"
"Sure! Well, you see, the Minister for Facial Hair thought it would be a good idea..."
Fade to Aveyond and Tropes arriving home.
Your local Princess!
"Hey guys, Tropes and I came up with an idea! It's better than the eyebrow tax! Erm.. No offence sweetie"
She kisses Tropes cheek
Edited by Aveyond on Mar 11th 2020 at 4:55:50 AM
"None taken!"
He kisses her back.
Akuma Shogun
Tropers' Apartment
Junon and her friends are busy cleaning up the apartment.
Heya there! I'm West.
West is texting her alternate world equivalent.
If there's a book you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it. Toni Morrison
Steph is getting ready for the day and lazing on the couch as usual. She seemed to be somewhat sad.
Edited by sabrina_diamond on Mar 11th 2020 at 9:05:16 PM
In an anime, I'll be the Tsundere Dark Magical Girl who likes purple MY own profile is actually HERE!
Your local Princess!
Avie looks at Tropes
"Do.. Do I have to speak louder or something?"
Tropes stands on the couch.
"Guys, remember the eyebrow tax? Well forget it, because Aveyond had a much better idea!"
Meito Anizawa, Anime Tenchou
"An idea, huh? So, what's the plan?"
"Leftover items still have value!"
Your local Princess!
"I was thinking we could get together for a pageant! We can show off our talents, wear pretty dresses. There could be a prize for everyone, so it's fair!"
Edited by Aveyond on Mar 11th 2020 at 9:25:27 PM
"Awesome! Count me in!"
In an anime, I'll be the Tsundere Dark Magical Girl who likes purple MY own profile is actually HERE!
Meito Anizawa, Anime Tenchou
"Sure, why not."
"Leftover items still have value!"
Not stupid or expendable.
(Meanwhile, in a room in the apartment, Chey and Ford, with assistance from the Bus-Driving Mechanoid, were setting up their baby's nursery. The Bus-Driver was putting the crib together, Ford was putting curtains up, and Chey was painting the walls. So far, she had done a mural of outer space and also the TARDIS, the Heart of Gold, and the mining ship Red Dwarf. She was busy painting the Liberator when she heard the chatter from outside the room.)
"The smeg?"
"What is it, darling?"
"Something's going on."
"Ah. I need a break anyway."
"Same here!"
(Chey opens her arms and Ford gets right in them. Ford then looks at the walls.)
"Oh, great Zarquon... Chey, that looks very good!"
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"It's a start. I still got a couple more ships to do."
(Chey chuckles.)
"It's beautiful. Just like you."
(Ford kisses Chey.)
"Aww, Fordie..."
(Chey kisses him back.)
"Alright, let's see what the smeg is going on."
(Chey and Ford then exit the room.)
"Hi, y'all. What's going on?"
Your local Princess!
"We're gonna do a pageant for Tropesburg! I think Tropes should MC it if he isn't already entering...Oh! We'll need some judges and a venue too!"
Edited by Aveyond on Mar 11th 2020 at 10:19:04 PM
"DAMN IT, DAN!"
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."(And so, Chey, Ford, and the Gibbs cram everyone in Chey's TARDIS and escape before the fire department show up to put out the fire. Cue credits.)