Brian: Meeeeeeeeeeehhhhh *Is rubbing his nose against the window of SpaceShip. The ship itself had long since left Seed's orbit and headed deeper into the core of the galaxy. Brian and Spyke are hanging out in the living room section, more bored than ever.*
Spyke: What the hell are you doing?
Brian: *Presses his nose harder.* Ritz said there's an auto window cleaning thingie installed on SpaceShip. I want to see if it cleans up the boggers I leave.
Spyke: ew... that's disgusting. And I think that system is designed for the OUTSIDE. Not the interior. They didn't have complete morons in mind when designing the ship.
Brian: *Looks up.* Oh... you're right. Well, not about the moron thing. Your hair looks funny. You gel it?
Spyke: Ya... I've always done my hair like this.
Brian: Looks more pointier than usual...
Spyke: ... Brian, did you sniff that Elmer's stuff again?
Brian: Ya, why? Ritz said it's bad, but I think it smells GOOOOOdddd... *Passes out.*
Spyke: ... RITZ! BRIAN SNIFFED THAT WEIRD STICKY s**t AGAIN!
Ritz: *Hollers from the bridge.* OH, FOR GOD'S SAKES! JUST LET HIM LIE THERE AND COME UP TO THE BRIDGE.
Spyke: *Walks into the bridge room.* Woah, you conducting an experiment? Or something of the sort?
Ritz: *Is messing with an assortment of wires connected to a computer. Two more wires connect to two identical helmets.* Well, I'm trying to. I'm trying to make something that... well, can help unlock our memories? You see, I was thinking: It seems we can rediscover, or unlock, our memories through experiencing events related to those memories. Soooo, using these two helmets, maybe we can transfer memories and see if the information we've gained so far can help unlock more memories in the other person!
Spyke: ... ooook... I think I followed that. Can it kill us?
Ritz: Why would you ask-
Spyke: It can, can't it?
Ritz: Well, nothing's fool-
Spyke: Buh bye.
Ritz: Wait! Spyke, come on! You don't know how much this means to me!
Spyke: *Considers and looks up into her pleading eyes.* ... ok.
Ritz: Alright! So you just walk over here and put on this helmet and I'll put on this one...
Spyke: *Slaps on a helmet and sits down.* Like this?
Ritz: Ya. Alright, here we go...
*Ritz puts on her own helmet and flips a few switches. Lights blink, the computer's processor starts to accelerate and... BAM! A flash of light. The machine dies down and both Spyke and Ritz are dazed.*
Spyke: What... the hell...
Ritz: Ok.. this may cause... a few migranes... *Shakes it off after a few seconds.* Well, I don't seem to remember anything special... yourself?
Spyke: Actually... I do remember something!
Ritz: Really? What is it!?
Spyke: In fifth grade, I found a nickel in a urinal!
Ritz: ... you've been hanging around Brian too much. Unless you remember where or when that happened, that memory isn't going to help us at all.
Spyke: Not really... but I thought it was cool.
Ritz: *Sighs.*
Brian: *Bursts into the room with his shirt inside out.* Hey guys what's going- ... OOOHHH! Mind transfer devices! I call Ritz's body!
*Before Ritz or Spyke can stop the high moron, Brian grabs Spyke's helmet off his head and places it on his own. The machine, sensing a new brain to probe, boots up again. BAM! A flash of light and the computer dies down .*
Brian: Do I have boo- ... damn.
Ritz: ... I remember something.
Brian and Spyke: *Brian whips off his helmet and Spyke leaps from his chair.* You do!?
Ritz: ... I was engaged.
*Extremely awkward silence.*
As our heroes near their next destination, a new memory is discovered!
Who could it be?
What lies on the next planet?
And how can Brian be high and not know it?
Who could it be?
What lies on the next planet?
And how can Brian be high and not know it?
NOTE: I'm already designing the next episode. Shall be really good. Lots and lots of character development, yiss yiss.
