STF07

TITLE: Sklimdriffen Barpskintus

EXT. CLOCK CREW HEADQUARTERS – SUNSET

    As the day winds down, cars drive by and birds are heard in the background. Stars are just beginning to shine in the dusky sky.

INT. CLOCK CREW HEADQUARTERS

    Inside, the Headquarters are filled with trash, outdated computers, and there's faint mold on the walls. Some of the lights flicker, and the dying rays of the sun are coming in through the cracked window. POLYHEDRON CLOCK sits in a stained and torn recliner, looking out at the sky while a TV faintly hisses static nearby.

    Suddenly, in comes ENGLISH CLOCK, carrying a brown box. He sets it down on the ground next to him, as POLYHEDRON looks over at him.

    ENGLISH CLOCK – What are you looking at, Polyhedron?

    POLYHEDRON – Just the sunset. It's really pretty today. What do you have there?

    ENGLISH – You seem sad today. What's the matter?

    POLYHEDRON – Oh, nothing. What's in the box?

    ENGLISH – Come on, we are very good friends, Polyhedron Clock. You can tell me!

    POLYHEDRON – Well, it's hard not to see so much decay around these days. Our headquarters is in disrepair, not as many amazing and life-affirming flash cartoon masterpieces are being made, and it seems that many of the good clocks of old have gone, and no-one knows where they went. It's beautiful to look out at this sunset, but I can't help but feel that it reflects the waning nature of the Clock Crew. So many happy and delightful memories have been relegated to foggy recollection, and, yes, I am sad that we may never have such joyful times as those glorious days as a group. What's in that box?
ENGLISH – You need not worry, Polyhedron. I know what you mean. It's painful to see things, especially such wonderful and beautiful things as the Clock Crew fade away. But you must never think that, just because something isn't permanent, doesn't mean that it didn't have some powerful meaning. The Clock Crew, like everything else, was always going to go away. It doesn't make it any less beautiful, nor the memories any less joyful, because of it.

    POLYHEDRON – Very true, but I wish we could go back to those happier times. What's in the box?

    ENGLISH – Who says you won't have even happier memories? It isn't for us to know what the future holds, only to move forward with mindfulness and openness to the beauty around us. It's within us to make newer and greater times. It is within us, Polyhedron Clock!

    POLYHEDRON – Oh English, your words are a ray of sunshine in such a dismally dark world. Thank you for your kindness. What's in your box there?

    ENGLISH – Think nothing of it! What are friends for?

    There is a brief pause in which no-one says anything, but the ambient noises from outside (traffic, etc) continue.

    POLYHEDRON – So, are you going to tell me what's in the box?

    ENGLISH – You mean this box?

    English holds up the box.

    POLYHEDRON – Yes, that box. What do you have in that box?

    ENGLISH – Nothing at all. It's just a box.

    There is another brief pause, albeit longer than the first one.

    Suddenly, the top of the box pops open with a cloud of confetti, and out from the box emerges STRAWBERRY CLOCK, floating and rising slowly, with a slide-whistle sound effect. He's dripping wet, and his clock is flashing. Once he is out of the box, he says “B”, which appears above him, and fills the screen with light until the entire background is white, with just the red B still there.


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