Post by Sandie on Aug 14, 2018 18:42:18 GMT
Two Weeks Later…
The morning sunlight hit Sandie’s face as she sat on her suitcase waiting for the others to get up. Joey sauntered into the hallway-
Joey: Not funny, Mark.
Well I haven’t narrated anything for a month, I must have some fun!
Sandie: It’s only been two weeks, Mark.
…well it feels like a month…
*canned laughter
Joey: Morning, Sandie.
Sandie: Morning. You sure you’re all packed?
Joey: I’m ready. Only the essentials of course.
Sandie: I’ve got my phone, sunscreen, a backup water bottle, two pairs of sunglasses, my DS, and a bunch of clothes.
Joey: Now all we need is breakfast.
*timer dings
Sandie: Way ahead of you.
*Sandie rises from her suitcase and removes muffins from the oven.
*Joey smiles.
Joey: Back to your old self, are you?
Sandie: Well…I guess I’m just happy to be back with all of you.
A fresh aroma of cod liver oil muffins floated from the-
Sandie: Honestly, Mark.
*canned laughter
Joey: Well get it out of your system now. The way this season’s going I have a feeling there’s going to be some important storytelling to do.
*Joey glares at Mark.
Joey: In which we need ALL the facts in the right place.
*Sandie sets the muffin tins on a cooling rack and runs upstairs to get the second batch. ThomasFan88 stumbles down the hallway, yawning.
88: Morning.
Joey: Good morning, my friend.
88: What smells so good?
Joey: Sandie made breakfast for the road.
*88 pulls a victory fist.
88: Aw, yiss. I’m gonna go get my suitcase.
*88 leaves and comes back dragging his suitcase.
Joey: What in the world have you got in there?
88: Only the essentials, like you said!
Joey: 88, stop reading the script, it’s creepy when you always know what I’m going to say. And besides, how heavy can the essentials be?
*Joey looks in the suitcase.
Joey: You packed the Wii?!
*canned laughter
88: Wii U!
*more canned laughter
88: C’mon, Joey, we just got it! I haven’t even beat any of my high scores on-
Joey: Okay, okay! Whatever. But I’m not carrying your bag onto the boat.
*Sandie comes hurrying back in with three of Hannah and Brandon’s kids on her tail.
Sandie: Shhh! You’re going to wake Charlotte.
Riley: But we want muffins!
Sandie: You know very well they’re too hot, Riley.
*Sandie places the muffins on the cooling rack and squats next to Riley.
Sandie: What’s the first rule of taking baked goods out of the oven?
Riley: Always let them cool before taking them out of the pan.
*Sandie smiles, takes off her oven mitts, and scoops Riley up.
Sandie: You got it, girl.
*Hannah, Brandon, and Sir Handel approach with their suitcases.
Hannah: My, my! Sandie, have you made breakfast?
Sandie: Breakfast for the road, anyway. Speaking of which, we’ve got to wake everyone if we’re to leave on time.
Brandon: I’ll get Charlotte.
Hannah: I’ll get everyone else.
Toby: I’ll get a muffin!
*canned laughter
Joey: Watch out, little man! Still too hot!
*Joey lifts Toby onto a different counter.
Sandie: We’d better load up. It’s almost time to go.
~Dock~
Joey: Aha! My family’s beat us here!
Sandie: Wow. That’s a lot of family.
Joey: I suppose it’s time you met everyone. You know my parents, Skye, Moira, Andrew…ah, here we go. See those ladies over there? The one on the left is Gran, and on the right is Granny. Oh dear…
*Joey and Sandie see an elderly lady chatting with the uncomfortable looking captain.
Joey: Well, we’re not leaving on schedule anymore.
Sandie: Other-other grandma I presume?
Joey: (laughing) And by that, 88 meant great grandmother. This is Grandmama.
*Grandmama laughs out loud, and pats the captain on the back.
Sandie: I’m excited to meet her.
Joey: You will. Just don’t let her monopolize you. She’s the chatty one in our family. Well, besides Moira.
Sandie: I’ll keep that in mind.
*Sandie and Joey start heading onto the ship with their bags.
?: Are we ever gonna leave?
Grandmama: Be patient, Isabelle.
*Isabelle sighs.
Isabelle: Can I go back to my cabin?
Grandmama: Stay for the cast off! It won’t be long before we hit the road!
?: Veronica, it’s not a road, it’s water!
Grandmama: Oh I know, I’m teasing!
*the teens roll their eyes.
Sandie: I just remembered something about six current foster children…
Joey: See, this is what Grandmama does. She…adopts these teens who need a second chance, a better life. She’s got four girls and two boys at the moment.
?: Whatever, I’m getting something to eat.
Grandmama: No, I’d like you to stay here please, Lola. They don’t serve food until we sail away. Oh dear me, I can’t wait to sing that song at karaoke tonight! (singing) Sail away, sail away, sail away!
*the foster teens cover their ears.
Isabelle: Someone please take away her Enya CDs!
*canned laughter
THUMP!
Undu: Let’s roll, boys!
*the Hunters stream onto the ship.
Gareth: Hey! You a-holes aren’t leaving without us! C’mon, guys!
*the Curators follow.
Joey: Poor captain.
Sandie: Yeah.
The morning sunlight hit Sandie’s face as she sat on her suitcase waiting for the others to get up. Joey sauntered into the hallway-
Joey: Not funny, Mark.
Well I haven’t narrated anything for a month, I must have some fun!
Sandie: It’s only been two weeks, Mark.
…well it feels like a month…
*canned laughter
Joey: Morning, Sandie.
Sandie: Morning. You sure you’re all packed?
Joey: I’m ready. Only the essentials of course.
Sandie: I’ve got my phone, sunscreen, a backup water bottle, two pairs of sunglasses, my DS, and a bunch of clothes.
Joey: Now all we need is breakfast.
*timer dings
Sandie: Way ahead of you.
*Sandie rises from her suitcase and removes muffins from the oven.
*Joey smiles.
Joey: Back to your old self, are you?
Sandie: Well…I guess I’m just happy to be back with all of you.
A fresh aroma of cod liver oil muffins floated from the-
Sandie: Honestly, Mark.
*canned laughter
Joey: Well get it out of your system now. The way this season’s going I have a feeling there’s going to be some important storytelling to do.
*Joey glares at Mark.
Joey: In which we need ALL the facts in the right place.
*Sandie sets the muffin tins on a cooling rack and runs upstairs to get the second batch. ThomasFan88 stumbles down the hallway, yawning.
88: Morning.
Joey: Good morning, my friend.
88: What smells so good?
Joey: Sandie made breakfast for the road.
*88 pulls a victory fist.
88: Aw, yiss. I’m gonna go get my suitcase.
*88 leaves and comes back dragging his suitcase.
Joey: What in the world have you got in there?
88: Only the essentials, like you said!
Joey: 88, stop reading the script, it’s creepy when you always know what I’m going to say. And besides, how heavy can the essentials be?
*Joey looks in the suitcase.
Joey: You packed the Wii?!
*canned laughter
88: Wii U!
*more canned laughter
88: C’mon, Joey, we just got it! I haven’t even beat any of my high scores on-
Joey: Okay, okay! Whatever. But I’m not carrying your bag onto the boat.
*Sandie comes hurrying back in with three of Hannah and Brandon’s kids on her tail.
Sandie: Shhh! You’re going to wake Charlotte.
Riley: But we want muffins!
Sandie: You know very well they’re too hot, Riley.
*Sandie places the muffins on the cooling rack and squats next to Riley.
Sandie: What’s the first rule of taking baked goods out of the oven?
Riley: Always let them cool before taking them out of the pan.
*Sandie smiles, takes off her oven mitts, and scoops Riley up.
Sandie: You got it, girl.
*Hannah, Brandon, and Sir Handel approach with their suitcases.
Hannah: My, my! Sandie, have you made breakfast?
Sandie: Breakfast for the road, anyway. Speaking of which, we’ve got to wake everyone if we’re to leave on time.
Brandon: I’ll get Charlotte.
Hannah: I’ll get everyone else.
Toby: I’ll get a muffin!
*canned laughter
Joey: Watch out, little man! Still too hot!
*Joey lifts Toby onto a different counter.
Sandie: We’d better load up. It’s almost time to go.
~Dock~
Joey: Aha! My family’s beat us here!
Sandie: Wow. That’s a lot of family.
Joey: I suppose it’s time you met everyone. You know my parents, Skye, Moira, Andrew…ah, here we go. See those ladies over there? The one on the left is Gran, and on the right is Granny. Oh dear…
*Joey and Sandie see an elderly lady chatting with the uncomfortable looking captain.
Joey: Well, we’re not leaving on schedule anymore.
Sandie: Other-other grandma I presume?
Joey: (laughing) And by that, 88 meant great grandmother. This is Grandmama.
*Grandmama laughs out loud, and pats the captain on the back.
Sandie: I’m excited to meet her.
Joey: You will. Just don’t let her monopolize you. She’s the chatty one in our family. Well, besides Moira.
Sandie: I’ll keep that in mind.
*Sandie and Joey start heading onto the ship with their bags.
?: Are we ever gonna leave?
Grandmama: Be patient, Isabelle.
*Isabelle sighs.
Isabelle: Can I go back to my cabin?
Grandmama: Stay for the cast off! It won’t be long before we hit the road!
?: Veronica, it’s not a road, it’s water!
Grandmama: Oh I know, I’m teasing!
*the teens roll their eyes.
Sandie: I just remembered something about six current foster children…
Joey: See, this is what Grandmama does. She…adopts these teens who need a second chance, a better life. She’s got four girls and two boys at the moment.
?: Whatever, I’m getting something to eat.
Grandmama: No, I’d like you to stay here please, Lola. They don’t serve food until we sail away. Oh dear me, I can’t wait to sing that song at karaoke tonight! (singing) Sail away, sail away, sail away!
*the foster teens cover their ears.
Isabelle: Someone please take away her Enya CDs!
*canned laughter
THUMP!
Undu: Let’s roll, boys!
*the Hunters stream onto the ship.
Gareth: Hey! You a-holes aren’t leaving without us! C’mon, guys!
*the Curators follow.
Joey: Poor captain.
Sandie: Yeah.
*canned laughter
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Hey, guys! Finally had some time for writing. Sorry for my huge absence. Hope the time jump is okay with everyone, just trying to get things moving along. I hope I didn't mess up anyone's storylines.