
INT. PHB OFFICES- DAY
(The AUTHORS are gathered for their Valentineās party. BLAKE is sitting on a folding chair, sipping some punch.)
HP: Dude, I canāt believe you brought that thing up three flights of stairs just for this gag.
Blake: Insert funny joke here.
(HP looks at BLAKE with a smirk. A STUDIO LAUGH TRACK plays in the background.)
Fishy: Quiet, everyone! Alright, as you all know, this is our first annual Valentineās Day party, and of course, this will be the first office party open to the viewers.
Blake: Well, they did say to open up to them a bit more.
(Another STUDIO LAUGH TRACK.)
Fishy: Blake, if you press that laugh track button one more time, you and your folding chair are out of this party.
Blake: Fine, fine! We only chose six of them anyway.
Sam: Yeah, this is some weird Willy Wonka stuff right here.
Fishy: Well, think. There are nine of us. We donāt have enough room in here to have a wild party! Plus, the landlord will kick us out if we get too loud, so..
HP: Yeah, the landlord is pretty scary. Remember what she did to SD that one time she left the door open?
SD: Yeah⦠I donāt want to rememberā¦
(SD shudders as the sound of a broom swooping in the air is heard.)
Fishy: We all pray for you, SD. Now, letās get ready! They should be arriving any minute now.
(The door opens, and the six selected partygoers enter. Among them are YLIMEGIRL, POPULAR WOLF, BRAVE SKY, WIMPYKIDFAN, SKINNY ICE and STRANGE MONSTER.)
Popular Wolf: Oh my gosh! Great to be here, you guys! Itās always been my childhood dream to come here!
WKF: All my life Iāve imagined what this place would look likeā¦. This isnāt it..
Skinny Monster: I thought weād never get here! Stupid bus crash!
Blake: Well, all that really matters is that youāre here now. You guys mingle a bit, while us authors set up the games!
(BLAKE tapes a target to the wall, and gets out a BOW, which is emitting a strange pink glow.)
Brave Sky: Ooh, archery! Iām pretty good at this!
Blake: Yes, this game is basically archery. Whatāll happen is, you get two shots, and whoever hits the target will score 10 points!
HP: Pssh, thatās easy, Blake.
Blake: The winner gets this caramel apple I found in the fridge!
(HP snatches the bow and two arrows from BLAKE.)
HP: DEAL! Iām up first!
(HP aims. The arrow slowly drifts right, and HP lets go, hitting SD in the arm by accident. He tries again, only managing to hit the cactus in SAMāS cubicle.)
SD: You know, I suddenly feel the strange urge to go hug that cactus.
(SD runs toward the cactus, leaving the remaining partygoers to ponder what just happened.)
Blake: Well, that canāt be good.
Sam: Sheās after Phil! I have to stop her!
(SAM runs off. HP swipes an arrow from Blakeās quiver, and aims, accidentally hitting SAM.)
Sam: Ouch! What the heck, ma-
(The potion in the arrowās tip takes itās toll, and Sam is also drawn toward the cactus.)
Sam: Well, that settles it. Cāmere, tiger!
(SAM runs into the cubicle with SD.)
Blake: Seriously, whatās going on? I mean, all I did was buy this bow and quiver of arrows from a shady guy with wing tattoos in the back of a van! Nothing wrong there!
Fishy: Wait, did you say wing tattoos? Could this actually be Cupidās bow?
Blake: Probably! I mean, you know us, always getting into these kinds of situationsā¦
Fishy: This is serious, Blake! We have a group of crazed love zombies running around the office!
Blake: Oh, those are just my fans. Some say my humor makes them dumber by the minute.
(Once again, a STUDIO LAUGH TRACK.)
Fishy: Thatās it. Get out.
To be continued…






