Transcripts/Rollercoaster of Friendship

LMB theme song
:[in the Wilhelmshaven National Park]
:Mrs. Dustin: Experience the world like you've never seen it before, at the one and only, the Wilhelmshaven National Park! Stop! Cut! Cut! Why is everyone dressed like they're not dressed?!
:WNP fashionista: [Russian accent] Because you keep changing your mind about the costumes, Mrs. Dustin.
:Mrs. Dustin: Do you know what it means to be in charge of public relations for this park? It's my job to make sure the world knows how amazing Wilhelmshaven Park is gonna be. And in two weeks, when there's fifty thousand people here for opening day, the last thing they'll see before they leave at night will be this light parade. And, by extension, your costumes, which apparently do not exist as of this moment! B.Y.B.B. Be yourself, but better. Do you even have a philosophy?
:WNP fashionista: G.W.I.Q. Guess vhat. I qvit!
:Mrs. Dustin: [sighs, inhales] I need a stress salad! Where am I gonna find a new costume designer for the light parade with only two weeks left? [to performers] I'm not promoting you. [sighs] If only I could put a filter on real life to make everything the way I want it.
:[Aulia's curse magic swirls]
:Mrs. Dustin: Only way to feel better is getting ten thousand likes with the perfect salad pic.
:[Aulia's curse magic noises]
:Mrs. Dustin: Hey, did somebody install a new app on my phone?
:[electronic buzzing]
:Mrs. Dustin: Oh. 'Cause I like it!
:[visitors conversing]
:Tobias: Anything?
:Dennis: Nothin'. You?
:Tobias: Nuh-uh.
:Celestia: Somebody has unspilled beans at this table, and it's not me, Vincent, Jason, Princess Martin, or Luna!
:Dennis: [deep breath] Toby and I applied for summer jobs at the new theme park.
:Celestia: Wilhelmshaven National Park? Wait! Will you get to go there for free?!
:Dennis: Actually, they pay us to go there.
:Celestia: [excited squealing]
:Dennis: Toby and I applied to work side-by-side as caramel apple girls.
:Tobias: Yes. It's not that I'm nervous, but... Dennis, you're perfect for the job. And, well, my "reanudar" is less apple-eccentric.
:Dennis: [chuckles] We'll be together. I got a good feelin'.
:Tobias: [huffs] No missed calls while we were talking about caramel apples. Shall we practice answering our phones and sounding calm?
:[phone vibrates and alerts]
:Tobias and Dennis: [scream]
:Martin: That was about as calm as Celestial Cake Day.
:Celestia: Was it today? Did I miss it?! [sips]
:Tobias: One new e-mail!
:Dennis: It's from the park!
:Tobias and Dennis: You open yours first! No, you open yours first! [laugh]
:Dennis: Okay, okay. Same time. One, two—
:Tobias: Too late! I opened mine! [screams] Oh. They said I'm overqualified for caramel apple girl. [gasps] They want me to be lead parade costume designer!
:The Petrovburg Heroes: [excited chatter]
:Luna: You haven't even started, lady, and you already got promoted!
:Jason: That's gotta be a record.
:Tobias: Oh, pffft. There must be a mix-up, buddies.
:Celestia: Obviously, the internet mailman gave you the wrong letter. I know that's not how the internet works, but I'm trying to cheer you up.
:Luna: Technically, Lady Toby didn't get the job, either, since she got a different job. So they're probably about to send another e-mail with your promotion.
:[phone vibrates and alerts]
:Dennis: [gasps, groans] Just a sale at Oostenrijk's Discount Hat Emporium.
:Jason: Forty percent off! Oh, sorry. Not helping.
:Tobias: Well, I'm not going to accept it without you, obviously. Pfft.
:Dennis: What?! You cannot let this opportunity pass you by, Toby. Think of all those vision boards, the late-night sewin'. This has been your dream since— since kindy-garten.
:Tobias: Mmm... Preschool, actually. But that's not the point. My mind is made up. We planned to spend the summer together, and... that's what we're going to do. Riiiiiiiight? [blink, blink]
:Dennis: You're takin' the job, and that's final.
:Tobias: Okay, if you insist! [squeals] I'm gonna be a costume designer!
:The Petrovburg Heroes: [excited chatter]
:Dennis: Heh-heh. All right. I probably shouldn'ta quit my old job this mornin', huh?
:Martin: I'm sure they haven't replaced you already.
:[splat!]
:Martin: Eh?
:[]
:Mrs. Dustin: My name is Dustin – Dustin Afyenni, and to answer your first question, yes, I'm that "Dust", but no, I do not think I'm better than you just because I have three million followers on SnapDust.
:Tobias: [huffs] You're up to three million now? I mean, yes, uh, yes, I-I am familiar with your online "repertorio".
:Mrs. Dustin: I have a good feeling about you, Tobias. Oh, you have to let me call you "Ratna". It's the perfect name for lead parade costume designer. Not a... um, caramel apple girl. I don't even know why you applied for a job like that. Not with a SnapDust feed like yours.
:Tobias: Oh.
:Mrs. Dustin: Obviously, I looked you up. Great pictures, by the way. That gingham and linen sundress caught my eye, and your follower count is. [faux Spanish pronunciation] im-press-ive. For someone just starting out, of course. But I can already tell you've got "el magico" inside.
:Tobias: Oof. Magi— You can?
:Mrs. Dustin: The light parade is the most important event in the park. Over a hundred cast members, and you are gonna make them look perfect.
:Tobias: [sighs]
:Mrs. Dustin: Oh. And before I forget, don't put anything on that table. Especially your phone. No reason. Just a super-important rule I made up, 'kay?
:[]
:[squishing]
:Dennis: [grunting]
:[phone rings]
:Dennis: Toby!
:Tobias: Dennis! Darling! How's work on your Applejack Farm?
:Dennis: [insincere] Fantastic! [grunting] I could not be happier... makin' foot-stompin' applesauce the old-fashioned way with my Applejack Family.
:Mrs. Maria: Less chatter, more splatter!
:Tobias: Oh, good. I'm so happy for you.
:Dennis: And I'm happy for you and your new job, too.
:Tobias: Oh, yes, well... [nervous laughter] It's certainly a big job.
:Dennis: I'm sure you won't slip up. Whoa!
:Tobias: Well, I-I was calling, because, you see, well, it's not that I'm... [nervous sounds] nervous or anything silly like that, but I-I-I was wondering if... if you and the rest of our Frihetens wanted to come on opening night to see the parade. V.I.P. passes! You can cut the lines!
:Dennis: You bet, missy! I wouldn't miss your big night for the republic! Whoa!
:[splash!]
:Dennis: Ugh!
:Tobias: Dennis? Darling? Hello?
:[visitors yelling and conversing]
:[thunder crashes]
:[deep evil laughter]
:Cecil Lulamoon, Luciano, and Batiara: [scream]
:Celestia: Wilhelmshaven National Park opening day! What should we do first? Los Santos' Wild West Stunt Show? Nightmare Moon's Haunted Castle? Solvedos, Everything?!
:Dennis: Now, hang on. I got the sense Toby's overwhelmed, which is understandable. I mean, she's all alone here without any of us. Which is why I wouldn'ta taken the job, but that's just me. Uh, point is, we're here to support Toby.
:The Petrovburg Heroes: [yelling gleefully]
:Dennis: What? Uh, which character is that?
:Celestia: Ah, it's not a character, silly! That's Mrs. Dustin Afyenni! She's famous on SnapDust, which you'd know if you actually logged in once in a while. You're missing my "One Cupcake Every Day" series.
:Vincent: She posts a lot of pictures of her Welsh corgi named Yas Queen.
:Jason: And she's friends with, like, every awesome athlete in our republic!
:[beat]
:Luna: Don't look at me. I only follow bots that post interesting science facts.
:Dennis: These are her pictures? "Chillin sandy style"? "U no how I do"? "I came I saw I vintaged"? Okay, somebody tell me why this picture has twenty thousand likes.
:Mrs. Dustin: [on phone] #Bangs.
:Dennis: Uh, I don't know. Spendin' all that time just to look good in a picture ain't my idea of fun.
:Tobias: There you are!
:Dennis: Here comes the lead parade costume designer!
:Tobias: Guilty as charged! [giggles]
:Dennis: So? You've been here solo without your best friends all this time. How can we help?
:Tobias: Hold that thought. Mrs. Dustin! Over here!
:Dennis: You know Mrs. Dustin?
:Tobias: Pfft. Do I know her?
:Tobias and Mrs. Dustin: Mwah! Mwah!
:Tobias: Why, she's my best woman at the park!
:Dennis: [gasps]
:Mrs. Dustin: Selfie! Oh, but can we use your phone? Mine's been acting super-weird lately. Thanks. You're the best!
:[phone camera snaps]
:Dennis: [growls]
:Tobias: Everyone, this is Mrs. Dustin Afyenni. She runs P.R. for this Wilhelmshaven Park, and she's my friend.
:Mrs. Dustin: I told you not to use the "F" word. I'm your... "supervisor"... who gets to befriend you around!
:Tobias: [nervous laughs]
:All except Dennis: [nervous laughter]
:Celestia: I don't get it.
:Tobias: Heh. So this is Martin Heldayeti, Jason Esofita, Celestia Diane, Vincent Fluttershy, and Luna Vernadsky.
:Dennis: [clears throat]
:Tobias: Oh! Ha. And Dennis Idmayanti. Sorry, you were standing a— I-I didn't see you.
:Mrs. Dustin: Hmmm.
:Tobias: They're my best friends. So... I thought you'd like to meet them.
:Mrs. Dustin: [uninterested] Mm-hmm.
:Tobias: Uhhhh, fun fact – uh, we perform together in a band called the Friheten Rainbooms.
:Mrs. Dustin: Friheten Rainbooms? Why is that familiar? A hundred thousand followers? Focused consumer-centric demographic, too? Does your curated content consistently aggregate across multiple platforms?
:[beat]
:Celestia: We sing songs together!
:Mrs. Dustin: [gasps] I am going to turn you into the centerpiece of tonight's light parade!
:Jason: Uh, Friheten Rainbooms?
:Mrs. Dustin: Shhh... Are you ready? B.Y.B.B. Be yourself, but better! That's been my power phrase since I started my first company. A colleague girl selling artisanal handmade mascara. "But isn't that just melted crayons?" Hey, neigh says gonna neigh. But I say B.Y.B.B.
:Vincent: Um, how many people will be watching us, ma'am?
:Mrs. Dustin: All of them! What do you say?
:Martin: [to the rest of the Petrovburg Heroes] Well, if it's gonna help out Lady Toby.
:Jason, Celestia, Luna, Vincent: [agree]
:Dennis: Hmph.
:Mrs. Dustin: Like, like, like, like, like, like. Upload and post it, guys. This'll trend fer sure! I'll @ you later with the exact deeds. B.Y.B.B, Ratna. DA, out.
:[]
:Tobias: I know. She's amazing, right?
:Dennis: She sure is... somethin'.
:Luna: Logistical question: How're we supposed to get our instruments?
:Tobias: Pfft, kuh! Mrs. Dustin will handle everything.
:Dennis: I got a question, too. When you said she's your "best friend at the park", did you mean "best friend, comma, at the park"?
:Tobias: Did I say that? [gasps] Listen, tonight's a huge opportunity. And not just for me now, but for all of us!
:Jason: Let's go see the park!
:[zoom!]
:Tobias: [to Dennis] Honestly, I don't know why you're giving me your frowny eyebrows.
:Dennis: [sighs] It's nothin'.
:Tobias: Uhhh, well, uh... enjoy the park. I'm gonna be super-busy preparing for tonight. So let's meet in the staging area for sound check and run-through. I have three minutes' break at four o'clock, and I can give you two of them. B.Y.B.B.! [laughs] Toby, out!
:Dennis: [sighs]
:Jason: Well, looks like Lady Toby doesn't need us as much as you thought. So...
:Vincent: Should we practice for the parade? It's a little— [gasps] —daunting, isn't it?
:Jason: We know every song by heart. Wouldn't we rather go have some fun?
:The Petrovburg Heroes (except Dennis): [cheer]
:Luna: It's miraculous idea!
:[visitors screaming]
:Vincent: [shudders]
:Jason: [yelling] Pretty great, right?!
:Vincent: [shudders, yelling] What?!
:Jason: [yelling] Can you hear me over all the screaming?!
:Vincent: [yelling] I can't hear you over all the screaming! [normally] Oh. I wish I'd gone with Princess Martin and Luna. Or Tia. Or anyone else in the entire park.
:Jason: Look at it this way. It's the perfect opportunity to conquer your fear.
:Vincent: Can't I conquer something a little smaller first?
:Jason: Hey, good idea! A warm-up before the big game! Ooh! What did you have in mind? Dragon Lands Drag Racing? Ooh, the Los Santos Runaway Train! Ooh, Unilever Falls Barrel Flume?!
:Vincent: Mm-mm. [screaming, hyperventilating] Oh, these kids are so brave.
:Jason: Ugh!
:[]
:Tobias: Dennis, this parade is a living, breathing dance of light and sound! [to assistants] Love it, lock it, stitch it. Beautiful, perfect, I just threw up, love it. Now hurry up! I need these done yesterday!
:Dennis: You were born for this, Toby. Anythin' I can do to help?
:Tobias: Play a great show tonight? [to mascot] Excuse me! I know I am not seeing a lapped zipper on that faux fur! A lapped zipper is simply a stuck zipper waiting to happen! Ugh! [to Dennis] This is what I'm up against.
:Dennis: So, uh... wanna take a break and go get a caramel apple?
:Tobias: I'd love to, darling, but I am a tad super-insanely busy. Heh.
:Dennis: Of course. I-I just thought... Uh, never mind. You're right. I wouldn't wanna rain on your parade
:Tobias: Rain?! I didn't plan for rain! [to assistant] Get me one hundred ponchos, stat!
:[rollercoaster chugging]
:Jason: I'm proud of you. You know that? You're facing your fears head-on. Just like I always did as a kid. I mean, look, a four-hundred-foot vertical drop right into these loop-de-loops and a corkscrew? You're probably super-nervous about that, I bet. Heh. And that next part where it goes backwards? Uh, how are you feeling, Vincent?
:[seagull squawking]
:Jason: Is it even safe to be this high up? You're probably thinking, "Stop the ride! I want to get off!" That's what you want, right? Right now? You're about to yell it? Stop the ride! Seriously! Please, somebody stop the ride! STOP THE RIIIIIIIDE!
:[rollercoaster stops]
:Jason: [sighs]
:[wobbling sounds]
:Vincent: That was actually kind of... fun. [giggles]
:Jason: Totally! That's why I didn't want to get off! I was just saying what you would've said. [nervous laugh] That's all.
:Vincent: By the fidelity, you were very brave.
:Jason: Heh. You, too... by the way.
:[thud!]
:Vincent: [giggles]
:[phone rings and buzzes]
:Vincent: Hmmm...
:[]
:Dennis: Uh... Hmmm...
:[map crumples]
:Bellvania: Apples! Caramel apples over here! We've got red and green and everything in between!
:Dennis: Ben?
:Bellvania: Lady Dionysus?
:Dennis: Uh, Dennis. You're who they hired to be the caramel apple... salesboy?
:Bellvania: Mrs. Dustin said she wanted cool nerd chic. I'd say she found it, wouldn't you?
:[squish]
:Bellvania: [grunting]
:[clattering and splatting]
:Bellvania: [clears throat] Do you by any chance have a knife or samurai sword or several tiny but very sharp nail clippers?
:Mrs. Dustin: [talking indistinctly] I know what you're thinking. "But, Dustin, how can I ever thank you for coming up with such a brilliant idea for the parade?"
:Vincent: I don't understand. You want me to pretend I'm someone else tonight, ma'am?
:Mrs. Dustin: Everyone in the band has a new role. It's part of Princess Aulia's BOLD, NEW VISION! All caps, Helvetica, sixty-five. "Vincentius the Bad Boy". Spiked hair, ripped tights. I've already commissioned an A-list graffiti/sneaker artist to tag up a custom guitar. How do you feel about skulls? B.Y.B.B.
:Vincent: Uh, maybe I, um... shouldn't do it. At all.
:[beat]
:Mrs. Dustin: You're right, boy. If collab-ing isn't your thing, that's your life decision to make. But I just thought of a way for us both to get exactly what we want.
:Vincent: You did?
:Mrs. Dustin: Of course! Getting what I want is what I do best, boy. Now say "cheese!"
:[electronic zapping]
:Mrs. Dustin: Sorry, Vincent. You'll thank me later.
:[]
:Vincent: [echoing] Um, excuse me? Mrs. Dustin? Where am I?
:[bowl clattering]
:Vincent: Ooh! And do you mind if I eat this salad? I'm feeling stressed.
:[]
:Flim: Step right up! Don't be shy!
:Flam: You like prizes? We got prizes!
:Flim: Toss this ring onto any one of these bottles! Easiest game in the park!
:Luna: Wow! This game does look easy!
:Flim: Would ya lookee here? Somebody who knows a thing or two about a thing or two!
:Martin: [sighs] Luna, they're just giving ya the old bump-and-tingle to lure you in. These games are rigged.
:Flim: Slanderous!
:Flam: Libelous!
:Luna: Do you know what's not rigged? The laws of physics. Assuming no air resistance and a vertical displacement of zero, horizontal displacement equals initial projectile velocity squared times the sine of twice the launch angle divided by the acceleration due to gravity.
:[music]
:[fwip!]
:Flim: Oh, the suspense!
:Flam: The drama!
:Flim: I can't watch!
:Flam: Hold me!
:Flim Flam Brothers: [fake shudder]
:[boing!]
:Luna: Errgh!
:Martin: You were pretty close, though. Maybe we should try one more time?
:[assistants chattering, handiwork noises]
:Tobias: Finished! [sighs] Let there be light!
:[buzzing]
:Tobias: [sighs] Maybe tonight won't be a disaster after all.
:[crackling, short circuits]
:Tobias: [eye twitches] Will you, uh, excuse me for a moment? [muffled] OFF ALL THE OUTLANDISH CIRCUMSTANCES IN THE UNIVERSE, WHY ARE ALL THE WRETCHED THINGS HAPPENING TO ME?!
:Dennis: Huh? Hey, Toby. How's—?
:Tobias: I wasn't having a meltdown! Who said I was having a meltdown?! I AM NOT HAVING A MELTDOWN!
:Dennis: Whoa. Uh, have you seen Vincent? See, he went wanderin' off with Mrs. Dustin and then just disappeared.
:Tobias: Are you honestly asking me this right now?
:Dennis: Oh, it's not that I don't trust Mrs. Dustin, if that's what you're thinkin'.
:Tobias: We're in a giant fun park with fifty thousand people. 'Course you can't find him. [gasps] Fifty thousand people! [gasps] All looking at my costumes!
:Dennis: Are you seriously not concerned about Vincent?
:Tobias: That's a hundred thousand individual eyeballs, Dennis.
:Dennis: Well, if you ain't gonna worry about him, I will!
:[beat]
:Tobias: SOMEBODY, GET ME A BIGGER PILE OF CLOTHES TO SCREAM INTO!
:[boing]
:Martin: Come on, Luna!
:Luna: [groans]
:Flim Flam Brothers: [idle noises]
:Martin: All right! What's next? What are we doing? How are we going to win this?!
:Luna: Guess who just mapped out a perfect projectile trajectory taking into account propulsion, gravity, and aerodynamic drag! This gal – Rebecca, thought I forgot about friction, air drag, and veering initial velocities. Well, guess what. I didn't!
:Martin: What she said!
:Flim: You know what they say...
:Flam: Hundredth time's the charm.
:[tense music]
:Dennis: [Latvian accent] Howdy, y'all!
:[ding!]
:[squeak!]
:[splat!]
:Luna and Martin: Dennis!
:Dennis: Oh. Sorry. Have you seen Vincent? Nobody's seen him all afternoon. His phone's goin' straight to voicemail. I keep thinkin' somethin' real bad mighta happened.
:Martin: Lighten up, Dennis. There's not always a villain with Aulia's curse magic out to get us.
:Luna: On a side note, do you have tickets we could borrow? Kinda used 'em all.
:Flim Flam Brothers: [innocent whistling]
:Martin: I don't like to lose!
:[dramatic music]
:Jason: Dennis! Hey! I was just about to ride this thing for, like, the tenth time already!
:Little girl: [coughs]
:Jason: Shhh! Nothin' outta you!
:Dennis: Uh, have you seen Vincent anywhere?
:Jason: Oh, he was with me, super scared of this ride by his sake of fidelity, but I think he went off with Mrs. Dustin.
:Dennis: Okay. Thanks.
:Jason: If you see him, tell him that he still owes me a rollercoaster ride! [nervous whimper]
:[]
:Celestia: [whistles] No frowning allowed! Hmmm... As "Fun Inspector", I'm a little concerned about what I'm seeing here.
:Dennis: Tia? Don't tell me you're workin' for the park now, too.
:Celestia: [laughing] No, silly! Fun Inspectors are freelance! And don't get paid! And totally made up by me earlier today when I saw a little girl crying because she dropped her ice cream, and I said to myself, "Tia, this place isn't as fun as it could be!" Do you like the uniform? I made it out of things I found in the trash, but you can't even tell!
:Dennis: Geh, uhhh... so, have you seen Vincent anywhere?
:Celestia: Nope. But I have seen my Deputy Fun Inspector! Ta-da! Now you have all access to the entire park, Deputy Fun Inspector! [slurps]
:[rings tossing]
:Flim: [unenthusiastically] Ugh. Wow.
:Flam: [unenthusiastically] So close.
:Martin and Luna: [groan]
:Martin: I can't feel my fingers anymore.
:[pages flipping]
:Luna: It all looks the same! Is this real life? How long have we been here?
:Flim: Um, hey, listen, Lady Martin.
:Flam: Uh, how about you just take a parakeet and go home?
:Martin: It's not about the parakeet!
:Little boy: Awwww.
:Luna: You said it yourself: it's rigged. How about we get some ice cream, princess?
:Martin: [sighs] You're right, Luna. Why didn't I listen to myself? We never even had a chance.
:[slow motion sounds]
:Flim: [surprised sound] Well, would ya look at that?!
:Flam: A winner every time!
:[]
:Dennis: —Or maybe I want her to be my prime suspect because she's Toby's new best friend at the park. Am I goin' crazy over a whole lot o' nothin'?
:Pariaman police officer: What's that badge ya got there?!
:Dennis: I, uh... [stammers] Y-Y-You see, it-it's just—
:Pariaman police officer: It's a crime to fake security badges, you know. I'm the district guard, but I can send ya to real jail!
:Dennis: Uh, if you'll just let me explain. I'm lookin' for my friend, and—
:Pariaman police officer: Shhh! Hands on your head! No sudden moves! Got that? Huh! Why didn't ya tell me you were a Deputy Fun Inspector?!
:[door opens]
:Pariaman police officer: I am so sorry about that, ma'am. Uh, here's my workstation. It hasn't been fun-inspected in years.
:Dennis: I'm tryin' to tell you my friend made this badge. It ain't real.
:Pariaman police officer: Oh. An undercover Fun Inspector. I get it. Anyway, have fun "not inspecting" my workstation. Wink, wink.
:Dennis: How many times do I have to say it?
:[door closes]
:[walkie-talkie chatter]
:[]
:Mrs. Dustin: Tobias told me you're the coolest, smartest friend who knows what's the opposite of down. What's up!
:Jason: Heh. True.
:Mrs. Dustin: I have a bold new vision for the V-Rainbooms, made by Princess Aulia and that you are going to love! The Throwbacks! Capital T, #TBT, Throwback Today. Or for short, T.C.T.H.T.B.T.[T.B.T.], pronounced "ta-ca-ta-ca-ba-ta"! You are going to represent the touchstones of cool throughout the ages!
:Jason: I like it so far, and I assume I'll like what you say next.
:Mrs. Dustin: "Jason: '50s Sockhop Sweetheart"! Poodle trousers, adorable Viking helmet. How do you feel about shaving your head? I only ask 'cause you'll definitely have to do it for the wig.
:Jason: Uhhh... there is no way anyone is shaving my head.
:Mrs. Dustin: B.Y.B.B.?
:Jason: B.I.A.A.T.B. But I am already the best!
:Mrs. Dustin: Well, if you insist on just, ugh, being yourself or whatever, then at least let me take a picture of the real you.
:[electronic zapping]
:Dennis: [gasps] Is Mrs. Dustin zappin' my friends with a magical phone?! I knew she was up to somethin'! Just wasn't expectin' somethin' so magic and evil. She makes 'em disappear, but where do they go?
:[zap!]
:Jason: [echoing to Vincent] Aw, man! Are we trapped in a magical phone? Typical. You gonna eat that stress salad?
:[assistants chattering]
:Tobias: One hour until wheels up, everyone! The light parade waits for no one! Tick-tock! Tick-tock!
:Mrs. Dustin: Big night tonight, Ratna. Perhaps the biggest of all time. Definitely the biggest of your life. I'm excited for you.
:Tobias: You're not worried? Not that I'm worried. Unless you're worried, in which case, I'm very, very worried!
:Mrs. Dustin: There's no room for self-doubt. You've gotta get rid of it faster than a pleated cargo skirt.
:Tobias and Mrs. Dustin: [shudder]
:Mrs. Dustin: So I love everything you've done here. One thought – do we want the costumes to have lights on them? You've got time. I think we should start from scratch.
:Tobias: Huh?
:Mrs. Dustin: B-T-Dubs, every amazing fashion vlogger and SnapDust celeb's gonna be here tonight! No presh.
:Tobias: Really? 'Cause I'm feeling presh. Why am I seeing neon pink and yellow on that dragon's tail?! Is this a beast of legend or a safety vest?!
:[]
:Celestia: [giggling]
:Tobias: I suppose Dennis has better things to do than final fittings and sound check!
:Martin: Don't be mad at her. She's still out trying to find Jason and Vincent, who aren't here either, by the way.
:Tobias: Do not tell me who to be annoyed with!
:Celestia: I know you're stressed, Lady Toby, but I'm sure you've got something totally amazing up your sleeve! You did remember to wear sleeves with amazing things up them, right?
:Dennis: STOP!!!
:[assistants gasping]
:Dennis: Oh! Uh, not everybody stop. I just meant my friends. Y'all keep doin' what you're doin'. Sewin' up them, uh, clothes.
:Tobias: Where have you been?!
:Dennis: Nobody go anywhere with Mrs. Dustin, understand?
:Luna: Nope.
:Martin: Not really.
:Celestia: Nuh-uh.
:[music]
:Tobias: You can explain yourself after the parade. I'm sure—
:Dennis: No, Toby! Mrs. Dustin is one of the Aulia-infected evils!
:[door closes]
:Celestia: [whispering loudly] Dennis, she can hear you!
:Dennis: She's done somethin' to Vincent. And I saw him from the security office when Mrs. Dustin made Jason disappear with her phone! Rumor has it that's Aulia's curseful magic!
:Mrs. Dustin: Oh, honey, delusional isn't your color. You're an autumn.
:Dennis: If you're so innocent, then how do you explain this?! Say goodbye to your mannequin thingy!
:[camera phone snapping]
:Dennis: Uh, hang on. Watch it... disappear!
:[beat]
:Dennis: Uh, I think I hashgabbed my SnapDust or all in the— Ugh. I can't figure out these new, fandangled apps. Ugh. I sound just like Mrs. Maria!
:Mrs. Dustin: I just saw your friends. They're in wardrobe, and they're fine.
:[camera phone snaps]
:Tobias: Are you sure, ma'am?
:Mrs. Dustin: And looking good in your costumes, by the way.
:Tobias: Dennis, the parade is less than an hour away, and—
:Dennis: This is bigger than the parade, Toby!
:Tobias: Nothing's bigger than the parade, Dennis!
:Dennis: I know you didn't just say that about our missing friends!
:Mrs. Dustin: I'm gonna let you two sort this out amongst yourselves. [snaps fingers, waves hand]
:[zip!]
:Tobias: Dennis, admit it! You don't care about my parade!
:Dennis: "My parade?!" This isn't about you! She's done somethin' to our friends!
:Tobias: Is this about our friends or about you and Mrs. Dustin? Ever since she gave me this opportunity, you've been jealous because she sees my potential but she didn't hire you!
:Luna: [to Tobias and Dennis] You ladies, stop!
:Martin: This isn't about you!
:Dennis: You're so blind, you can't even see Mrs. Dustin's usin' you! You only like her because she's always blowin' smoke up your chimney! But that's what she does to everyone! YOU'RE NOT SPECIAL!!!
:[dramatic sting]
:Dennis: Maybe I should just... go.
:Tobias: Maybe you should!
:Martin: Dennis! Wait!
:Tobias: [sobbing]
:Celestia: Lady Toby!
:Mrs. Dustin: Waiting is for Luna, surrounded with his beloved girls. [to Luna] We're better off without her, boy.
:Luna: We?
:Mrs. Dustin: The Throwbacks, formerly known as the Friheten Rainbooms.
:Martin: Hang on. Why does "we" include you?
:Mrs. Dustin: Obviously, somebody needs to fill Dionysus' spot. And since it's so last-minute, we are lucky to have someone with as much vision and talent as mí.
:Celestia: Uh... ma'am?
:Mrs. Dustin: And not just that! We'll be playing a song I wrote!
:Martin: Okay. One – you are not in the band! And two – we will not performing without Dennis!
:Celestia: Dennis is her name, by the way. Not Dionysus!
:Luna: And you know what? She's not usually one to make things up, like, ever.
:Martin: So all that stuff she said about us all...
:Mrs. Dustin: Eh. Is true.
:[electronic zapping]
:Mrs. Dustin: Now let's see if this curse magic of Princess Aulia is all it's cracked up to be.
:[beeping]
:Mrs. Dustin: Now then... That's better.
:[beeping]
:Mrs. Dustin: I wish I'd had this thing years ago! Think how perfect my life could've looked!
:[door opens]
:[door closes]
:Mrs. Dustin: [squeals] Ratna, you're not gonna believe this!
:Tobias: What? What is this? What am I looking at?
:Mrs. Dustin: Your Friheten friends, but better! Now we can make the parade exactly how Princess Aulia wants it!
:Tobias: How Princess Aulia wants it? You said you hired me for her vision!
:Mrs. Dustin: Well, I needed your vision to bring out her vision. But now there's an app for that.
:[hologram fizzling]
:Tobias: Mrs. Dustin, wh-what is going on here? Where are my friends?!
:Mrs. Dustin: Like, trapped in the internet as zeroes and ones or erased from existence or something? [intonation of "I dunno"] Mmmm.
:Tobias: What?!
:Mrs. Dustin: See, like, my phone became "el magico" or something, and now it has this power where whenever I take a picture of something and it disappears. And then I can customize them with a swipe of my finger and make them real again, or... real enough, but hey, blah-blah-blah, O.M.G., I'm boring myself to death just talking about this stuff.
:Tobias: Bring back my friends this instant, you Aulia-infected woman!
:Mrs. Dustin: Fine, you godless girl. If you wanna be with them so bad, I'll do you one last favor. You're welcome.
:Tobias: [gasps]
:[snap!]
:[]
:Luna: Grrr! I can't believe we're trapped in Mrs. Dustin's phone!
:Jason: We're no strangers to getting stuck in magical objects.
:Martin: At least Dennis and Lady Toby are still free. Maybe they can get us out of here.
:Vincent: For the sake of fidelity, they have to stop fighting first.
:Luna: We can't just sit around hoping to get rescued. If we're in the internet, we can hack our way out! Well, I can. Maybe.
:Vincent: Oh, I hope Dennis and Lady Toby are okay. I wish we knew what's going on out there.
:[snap!]
:Mrs. Dustin: Sorry, Ratna, guess you're not so "rare" after all. Okay, that was your cue to disappear!
:[electronic zapping]
:Tobias: Hmmm. Never underestimate a good accessory!
:[electronic zapping]
:Mrs. Dustin: Stop un-magico-ing my "el magico" thingy!
:Tobias: [grunts] I can't believe I listened to you over Dennis!
:[magic sounds]
:Tobias: [pants]
:Mrs. Dustin: [to Tobias] Hey! U-G-H! That's it! You're fired! I don't need you anyway! [motivating herself] Atención, people who are work for me! Princess Aulia is now the lead costume designer because our former lead costume designer is being H.B.W. Herself, but worse! Now pretend I just gave you an inspiring speech and get back to work!
:[vibraphone chiming]
:[visitors chattering]
:Dennis: The parade's about to start! Ugh! If only I had done somethin' or said somethin' different! Maybe none of this woulda happened. [sighs] I really screwed things up with—
:Tobias: Dennis!
:Dennis: [gasps] Toby!
:Tobias: [panting] Don't go!
:Dennis: Uh...
:Tobias: You were right. I got carried away and let this stupid parade become the only thing that mattered to me! And I let Mrs. Dustin and Princess Aulia manipulate me with false flattery into forgetting what really matters – our friends. Including Luna – our proudest boy.
:Dennis: Come on, now. Your talent puts you so far beyond the need for flattery.
:Tobias: Stop flattering me! I've not finished apologizing! [breathes] I'm sorry I lost sight of why we applied for jobs here in the first place.
:Dennis: And I'm sorry I got jealous. All this time I thought I was bein' honest with you about not likin' Mrs. Dustin. I wasn't bein' honest with myself. I felt like I was losin' our best friend.
:Tobias: You didn't. Caramel apple girls to the end?
:[music]
:Tobias: [gasps] Our friends! Mrs. Dustin has proven to conspire with Princess Aulia! They have them all trapped in the internet! We have to get them out! We have to save them!
:Dennis: What?! We've been wastin' all this time chin-waggin' about feelin's?! We need to get crackin' on a rescue plan!
:[phone rings]
:Dennis: Luna?
:Luna: It worked! [to Dennis] Dennis, we're stuck in Mrs. Dustin's phone! I found a way to hack her apple popper app to route a VoIP connection to your IP address!
:Dennis: Uh... miracle. Got it.
:Luna: Listen. We've come up with a plan to set all this right. We'll need to remotely install a virus that creates a backdoor admin account, which we can use to reset all the permissions on her phone and make a proxy backup. That should get us out of here! How much coding do we know?
:Dennis: Uh, none. Uh, I can rub two sticks together.
:Luna: [voice both on phone and nearby] Oh... okay. Get a pencil.
:Dennis: Uh, hang on. I think I can hear you talkin'.
:Luna: What?
:Dennis: S-Somewhere close.
:[door opens]
:Dennis: Really, y'all?
:Luna: [Italian accent] Buongiorno, Señorita Dennis. [normal] The phone just teleported us into some random white room in the park.
:Martin: We were just sitting in a white room the whole time?!
:Celestia: Wait, you guys didn't know that?
:Martin: [steaming]
:[zap!]
:Luna: Ben? [gasps] Did Mrs. Dustin take your picture just now?
:Bellvania: I was just minding my own business making perfect caramel apples, when suddenly, Mrs. Dustin saw me and said I wasn't as cool a nerd as she thought. Then she took my picture, and I ended up here, violating all known laws of space and time.
:Martin: Ben? [to the Petrovburg Heroes] Guys, this is a serious-treachery to the country! It means Mrs. Dustin has proven to conspire with Princess Aulia, she's using her phone to change whatever she doesn't like!
:Vincent: What happens if Aulia concerns her to dislike the crowd?
:Luna: Everyone in the park is watching that parade! If her phone teleports that many people into this tiny room at the same time...!
:Celestia: [gasps] Squish city!
:Tobias: Our friends are in that crowd! My little sister – Benedict, is in that crowd! We've got to stop her!
:Dennis: You do realize if we stop the parade, no one will see all your hard work.
:Tobias: Someone reminded me that none of that matters without Luna and his miracle powers.
:Martin: We'd better hurry and drive Princess Aulia out of the republic! I'm sure Mrs. Dustin's getting more corrupted by Aulia's curse magic every minute!
:[crowd cheering]
:[Mrs. Dustin]
:[off-key]
:Be yourself, but better
:Or don't be yourself at all
:Follow Dustin on SnapDust
:That's D-U-S-T-I-N!
:[feedback]
:[crowd jeering]
:[dissonant music playing]
:Mrs. Dustin: This crowd isn't cheering enough for my taste. Luckily, that can be tweaked with the flick of a finger. Say "cheese", everyone!
:[float creaking]
:Tobias: Sorry to rain on your parade!
:[thud]
:Dennis: Nice one!
:Tobias: But I'm afraid this evening is cancelled. Now turn off your phone and hand it over!
:[confused murmuring]
:Mrs. Dustin: Are you honestly asking a social media star to hand over her phone?
:[crowd gasping]
:Dennis: Yeah! Princess Aulia is truly the troublemaker!
:Mrs. Dustin: Ratna, this is the version of Luna and his Friheten friends that will be popular. Princess Aulia is already has the metrics to back that up.
:[beat]
:Mrs. Dustin: Doesn't matter if they're real. It's what you show people online. This is your chance to be everything you've always wanted!
:Tobias: No way! It's a chance to look like everything I've always wanted! What I really want has been right in front of me the whole time! Guys!
:[pony-up theme]
:["Death to Princess Aulia!" echoes]
:Mrs. Dustin: [gasps]
:Tobias: No amount of online success is worth it without the real life of Luna and his friends to share in it!
:The Petrovburg Heroes: ALLAHU AKBAR!!!
:[magic sounds]
:Mrs. Dustin: [gasps]
:[zap!]
:[holograms crackling]
:[Aulia's curse magic has been vanished]
:Luna: You're never welcome back here, Princess Aulia!
:Mrs. Dustin: What have you done?! Now how can things ever be perfect?!
:Tobias: I love nothing more than someone telling me I made a perfect outfit, but I'd say you got a bit carried away.
:Mrs. Dustin: I-I— guess so.
:Luna: You guess so, ma'am?! You and Princess Aulia created virtual holograms of our friends and almost sent an entire crowd of people to squish city!
:[crowd disapproves]
:Mrs. Dustin: But, B.Y.B.B...
:Tobias: It's not a bad thing to want to be better, but not at the expense of other people. And especially not your friends.
:Mrs. Dustin: Friends? [sighs] I have three million followers, but no real friends. How pathetic is that?
:Tobias: Hmmm. You've got one. If you want.
:Dennis: Make that two.
:[crowd cheers and applauds]
:Celestia: Why are they clapping? Do they even know what's going on?
:Vincent: Eh?
:Jason: Whoa! The Friheten Rainbooms are trending on SnapDust!
:Celestia: People are saying that rainbow laser thing was the coolest light parade show they've ever seen!
:[cameras snapping]
:Dennis: Hey, maybe the parade ain't ruined after all!
:Martin: We do still have our real instruments up there.
:Jason: [to Celestia] You're not too nervous, Tia?
:Celestia: I should ask you the same thing.
:Tobias: [to Luna] If you're up for it, buddy.
:[crowd cheering]
LMB song: Wilhelmshaven Paradise
:[Tobias]
:A blemish on the surface
:Of a perfect happy pic
:Just add a fancy filter
:And that's an easy fix
:But behind that perfect snapshot
:Are the people who you love
:Don't forget those happy moments
:Are because of
:[Luna]
:Our memories together
:[Tobias]
:They can last forever
:[Luna]
:We won't let this break us
:[Tobias and Luna]
:We'll get through whatever
:[The Petrovburg Heroes]
:Side by side on this adventure
:Our friendship will never, ever end
:Side by side, besties forever
:We know that it's more than just a trend
:[Luna]
:'Cause it's you
:[Tobias]
:And me
:[Tobias and Luna]
:This is how it should be
:[Luna]
:The whole world stands before you
:Full of things to see
:Pay attention or you'll miss it
:Life's best is always free
:Don't lose sight of what's important
:Give more than you can take
:There's so much to strive for
:So many friendships you can make
:[Tobias]
:All those likes can't measure
:[Luna]
:The fun we have together
:[Tobias and Luna]
:When we're in the moment
:Everything is better
:[The Petrovburg Heroes]
:Side by side on this adventure
:Our friendship will never, ever end
:Side by side, besties forever
:We know that it's more than just a trend
:[Tobias and Luna]
:This is how it should be
:THE END
id: Transkrip/Komedi Putar Persahabatan
Category:LMB transcripts