User blog:Thomperfan/Loud, Heartwarming and Random- Lucy

OK, guys. I'm so sorry, this was WAY overdue. I hope you enjoy it.

(It starts with me and Lucy in my backyard, building something.)

Me: Screwdriver.

Lucy: Screwdriver (She hands it to me)

Me: PVC pipe.

Lucy: PVC pipe (She hands it to me.)

Me: Pop-Tart.

Lucy: Pop-Tart. (She hands it to me.)

Me: OK, a little adjustments, and… Bam! (holds up a gun) We have a potato gun!

Lucy: Wow. Impressive.

Me: Thanks, Lisa taught me how to make it. You wanna know the cool science behind this thing?

Lucy: No, not really. I just want to shoot potatoes.

Me: Understood. Understood. I’ll go first.

(I carefully aim the gun at our target.)

Me: Now, concentrate, and… (I shoot a potato and it hits the target and bounces off and splatters on the ground.) Cool.

Lucy: My turn. (I hand Lucy the gun.) Potato please.

Me: (I check our box) Aw, man! That was our last potato. But, hey, we still have all this other junk. (I pull out a banana and hand it to her) Here, try this banana.

(Lucy does so, but only the peel comes out and flutters to the ground.)

Me: Oh. That was pretty anti-climatic. (I pull some soap) Here, try using this bar of soap.

(Lucy does so, but when she shoots, nothing happens, and then bubbles come out of the gun.)

Lucy: Anything else?

Me: Hm. (I pull out some newspaper) How about this newspaper?

(Lucy shoots, but it comes out in tiny little pieces. Lucy tries shooting an egg.)

Me: Too messy.

(She tries shooting a dumbbell)

Me: Too heavy.

(then she tries shooting a scythe)

Me: Ah! Where did that even come from?! (I get an idea) Oh, I know! (I take off my jacket and give.) Try this.  (Lucy stuffs the jacket into the gun and aims)

Me: You ready.

Lucy: Ready.

Me: OK, Fire!

(She shoots, but she aims too high and the jacket lands in the yard to left of my backyard.)

Lucy and I: (looking at each other) Uh-Oh.

(We peek over the wall, and see my jacket.)

Me: Oh man, Oh man, Oh man! What am I gonna do?

Lucy: Don’t worry, I’ll go get it.

(She’s about to climb the fence, but I stop her)

Me: No, No, No, No, No! Listen to me, you CAN’T go over there! That’s Mr. Brown’s yard! He’s got this crazy dog!

Lucy: I have experience with crazy dogs. Have you seen Charles and Lana?

Me: NO! He’s evil! And that’s why everyone calls him… (dramatic music) “The Demon”.

(Cuts to a flashback of me and Sophia playing catch)  Me: (narrating) One time, me and my sister were playing catch. I threw the ball over the wall and the ball was ruined!

(Cuts to another flashback of Sophia playing with one of her dolls)

Me: (narrating) And another time Sophia was playing with one of her dolls, she threw it up two high, and all that was left, was its head.

(Cuts to another flashback of a boy climbing the wall)

Me: And then another time, this kid named Henry Runner was throwing a frisbee and he went over the fence to get it, and then…

(Cuts back to the present)

Me: Henry was never seen again.

Lucy: Whoa. Really?

Me: Okay, that last one was exaggerated, but the first two were true. The Demon is ruthless.

Lucy: Well, I have experienced with demons. And everything supernatural. (starts to climb the wall.)

Me: Wait, Lucy, no! Come back!

(Lucy hops down, but just before she can grab my jacket, she hears growling. The Demon comes out. He notices Lucy and starts barking really loudly and runs towards her. Lucy looks scared. But just before The Demon can get her, she climbs over the fence and escapes just in time. We take a peek over the fence. The Demon has a hold of my jacket)

Me: (gasps) He’s got my jacket!

(He takes the sweater with him through the doggy door.)

Me: Aw man, he took my jacket! I’ve had that jacket ever since I was five! What do we do now?

Lucy: We gotta go in there and get it back.

Me: Are you sure? The Demon’s in there!

Lucy: It’s the only way.

Me: OK, Mr. Brown is at work, that should definitely buy us some time. Let’s go.

(Lucy and I climb over the wall and head into the house. Lucy goes through the doggy door and I try to follow her, but I get kinda stuck. Lucy opens the door.)

Lucy: Uh, what are you doing?

Me: Uh, nothing. (I get my head out of the door)

(We take a look inside the house)

Me: Whoa. Mr. Brown sure loves his dog. (to Lucy) OK, Lucy, I’ll go see if my jacket is in the other room. You stay out here, and see if you can find it.

(I go into the other room, while Lucy looks around. She notices a statue of the demon. She backs away and the notices another statue of the demon. She tries touching it, but it growls. Lucy then realizes, it’s the real demon and she runs screaming while the demon gives chase. I notice this. Lucy gets up on a dresser, and starts throwing whatever she can find at the demon. But it doesn’t work, and he starts pulling on the tablecloth. Just then…)

Me: Hey! Why don’t pick on someone my size?!

(The Demon is about to get me, but Lucy manages to cover him up with the tablecloth. She runs to me, I pick her up and we run towards the exit, but demon blocks our way. We then run into the kitchen and hide behind the counter. The Demon comes in and starts looking for us.)

Me: (whispering) OK, Lucy. If we’re really quiet, we can sneak to the exit, without him knowing.

Lucy: (also whispering) OK.

(We’re about to break for the exit when suddenly…)

SQUEAK!

(The Demon finds us and starts chasing us. We run upstairs, to a room and close the door. The Demon tries to get through)

Me: Lucy, quick! Block the door!

(Lucy does that. I take a look around and then I notice something.)

Me: (gasps) My Jacket! It’s still here and not a scratch on it! (I take it and put it on) OK, Luce, time to scramble. Is the coast clear?

(Lucy opens the doggy door to find The Demon, looking really angry. She shuts the door)

Lucy: (scared) Nope.

Me: OK, we need to find another way out. (I notice the window) Oh, the window. (I open the window and see that is really high) Ooooooh. OK, that’s way too high (thinking) OK, we gotta find a way out of here. The window’s too high, The Demon’s blocking the door, what do we do?

(Just then I step on a squeaky bone and then notice the bathroom)

Me: Oh, the bathroom! I’ve got an idea! Lucy, stay there and keep the door blocked. (I go into the bathroom)

Lucy: I have to go to the bathroom, too. (Just then she’s still and silent for a moment) Oh wait. No I don’t.

(Cuts to a montage of me building something. Then it cuts to me coming out of the bathroom with something.)

Me: Behold, Little Lucy (It reveals to be a gun) A potato gun.

Lucy: We’re gonna shoot the demon?

Me: No, we’re gonna distract him, with this (I hold out the squeaky bone.)

(I open the doggy door and carefully aim the gun through the hole. The demon growls, just then I hold out the squeaky bone.)

Me: (Squeaking the bone) Here demon, demon.

(The Demon looks intrigued, I place the bone in the gun. Cuts to the other side of the door, where we are.)

Me: OK, Lucy. FIRE!

(Lucy fires the gun and the bone goes into the closet, the Demon runs after it.)

Me: Now’s our chance! Quick, Lucy! Go go go go go go go go go!

(Me and Lucy run to the door, close it and tape the doggy door shut. Then, we run down the stairs and out the back door. We stop and breathe for a couple of minutes.)

Me: Wow, I can’t believe we made it.

(Just then a thud is heard.)

Me and Lucy: Huh?

(Just then one of the windows on the top shelf comes out and the Demon reveals himself. Me and Lucy stare in shock. The Demon jumps out the window and lands in front of us)

Lucy: (scared) We’re gonna die.

Me: (brave) Not yet, we’re not. (I get in front of Lucy) It’s dangerous, but I’ve got a plan. When I say “go”, we break for the wall. (pause) GO!

(We start running and the Demon gives chase. I make it over the wall.)

Me: Phew! That was a close one. (notices Lucy’s not there) Lucy?

Lucy: Ah, Nolan! Help me! (It reveals the Demon grabbed Lucy from her sock)

Me: (gasp) Quick! Grab my hand!

(I hold it out, Lucy grabs it, but the Demon’s grip is too strong.)

Lucy: Help! I’m slipping! (screams)

Me: LUCY!

(The Demon drags Lucy to a certain point, and is about to jump on her, when suddenly, I jump on the demon and tackle him with my jacket)

Me: YAAAAAH! TAKE THAT, DEMON!

(The Demon starts fighting his way out)

Me: Lucy, help me!

(Lucy helps me tie the demon to the ground)

Me: OK, we just have to tie him up long enough for us to escape.

Voice: (Off-screen) HEY! What is going on out here?!

(We turn around to see Mr. Brown, and he doesn’t look too happy)

Me and Lucy: AH! Mr. Brown!

Me: (nervously) Uh, Mr. Brown, uh, I can explain! It’s a big misunderstanding, your dog-

Mr. Brown: My dog! I don’t see my dog! Where is he?! What have you done with him?!

Me: Well, you see, we-

(Just then the demon breaks free and runs to Mr. Brown, but now, he looks more calm and innocent. He starts licking Mt. Brown, while Mr. Brown laughs)

Mr. Brown: Say, whose dog is this? Is this my dog?

(Lucy removes the hood, and the demon looks angry, she puts it back on, and he looks happy. She does this two more times.)

Lucy: Yeah. This is your dog.

Mr. Brown: I’ve never seen him so nice and happy before. Must be something about this jacket.

Me: Well, you see, that’s my jacket, it went over the wall and your dog- (I notice how happy Mr. Brown and his dog look.) Well, maybe you should keep my jacket, Mr. Brown. It looks like your dog needs it more than I do. I can always get another one.

Mr. Brown: You mean it? Oh thank you so much, kids! Hey, maybe now I can finally get a good picture with him. Would you mind take it for us?

Me: No problem. (We all scooch together and I take out my phone) OK, everybody say cheese!

All of us: Cheese!

(I take the photo and it reveals that the photo is hanging on the wall in Mr. Brown’s room.)