User blog:BatSam247/Poll Position (Aftermath)

[The episode starts with Lincoln and Sam playing Smash Bros on Wii U in the living room, until the former realizes something.]

Lincoln: Wait a minute. Weren't you the mayor at one point?

Sam: Yeah. About that...

[Cut to a flashback from several weeks ago of Sam, disguised as Stuart Difronzo, in front of a large crowd on a podium in front of City Hall. Cut to a certain garge band in the crowd as well.]

Corey: [applauding rapidly with Kin & Kon] Whoo! You got this, some guy who's the new mayor?

Lanes: [stops applauding] Wait a minute. Why are we here when we live in a completely different town?

[Cut to "Stuart Difronzo" on the podium.]

Sam: [taps the podium microphone to get everyone's attention; on the microphone] Greetings, ladies and gentleman. It is my upmost pleasure to thank you all for making my first week as the new mayor of Royal Woods one to remember. And now, my next duty as mayor is to-

???: Stop right there, you impostor!

[Everyone looks to the right, and sees the real Stuart Difronzo, who happens to be a thirty year old Brit with pink hair.]

Stuart: I'm the real Stuart Difronzo! I was supposed to be in the election, until this incredibly abysmal impersonator showed up and ruined everything! I mean, that's not even what I look like!

Sam: [on the microphone] Uh... What do you mean "ruined everything"?

Stuart: [walks up to the podium and grabs Sam by his collar] Are you questioning me, imposter?!

Sam: [suspicious] Say... You kinda look like my opponent back in the elections.

[Sam rips off the "real" Stuart's mustache to reveal "he" is actually Trina in disguise. Everyone gasps in surprise.]

Trina: [nervously] Uh... Cheerio? Pip pip and all that rut?

<p style="font-weight:normal;">[Sam whistles for two security guards, who come onto the podium and cuff Trina.]

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Sam: [crosses his arms; smug] Looks like the real impostor's bent as a nine-bob note.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">[Cut to Trina being escorted to a police truck, with "Stuart" following them. She is shoved inside and looks at "Stuart" through the bars.]

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Trina: [bitterly] You haven't the seen the last of me, Difronzo...

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Sam: Is that the only name you know me by? [chuckles] Perhaps this'll help you remember. [takes off his mustache]

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Trina: Hey... You're one of the dorks from the comic store!

<p style="font-weight:normal;">[The police truck starts to drive away to the prison.]

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Trina: [as she's being driven away] I'll get you someday!

<p style="font-weight:normal;">[Sam puts his moustache back on and walks back to the podium. Cut to Grojband, whose leader is somewhat distraught about the current situation.]

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Corey: Aw. man! Now how are we gonna get lyrics?

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Lanes: Hmm... How about... Oh, I don't know, [takes a deep breath; frustrated] hiring a songwriter instead of using your sister's diary?!

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Corey: Hmm... That idea may be crazy enough that it just... might... work.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">[Cut back to the present.]

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Lincoln: Yeah... but that didn't quite answer my question.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Sam: Oh. So, the old mayor decided to cut his vacation short and come back.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Lincoln: Oh. Alright, then. [continues to play Smash Bros with Sam]

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Sam: Wonder how those "Grojband" guys that played at the conference are doing now.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">[Sam's phone rings, and he answers it.]

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Sam: Y'ello?

<p style="font-weight:normal;">[Split-screen to Corey laying on a lounge chair while Kin & Kon are swimming in a nearby pool full of coins.]

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Corey: What's shakin, Mr. Difronzo?! Me and my band are living the good life, now that we hired a new songwriter.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">[Cut to Luna writing down lyrics for Grojband's next gig, with Lanes nearby. Cut back to the split-screen.]

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Sam: [S.D. voice] Well, good for you, lad.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Corey: Alright, see ya. And if you need a band to play at anything in Royal Woods, you know where to find us. Bye. [hangs up]

<p style="font-weight:normal;">[Cut back to fullscreen in the living room.]

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Lincoln: Who was that?

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Sam: [shrugs] Just the band from the flashback.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">THE END