Donut Unto Others

right|300pxDonut Unto Others is a fan-created episode of TUGS. It is based off of the Homestar Runner short of the same name. 
==Sumary==
Warrior opens a doughnut shop, but faces problems with Zorran, who has his own business.
==Transcript==
{Warrior is seen cutting out dough rings. Ten Cents enters} 
TEN CENTS: What the…Warrior, why the bloody hell are you making doughnuts? 
WARRIOR: C’mon, Ten Cents. You know how I've always dreamed of bein’ my own boss at the doughnut factory! 
TEN CENTS: {looking annoyed} No, since when? 
WARRIOR: Why, just last night! {Clouds fill the screen, then recede to the edges. A scene depicting Warrior’s dream is shown. He is seen with a Canadian flag on his funnel, next to a high-jumping pit. He has a leg}{voiceover} I dreamt that I was a German long-jump champion with eight wooden legs! 
TEN CENTS: And...that made you want to start a doughnut shop? 
WARRIOR: Yes sir! Like I said, it's a boyhood dream of mine. Could ya pass me that recipe? 
TEN CENTS: {Picks up a small note} There's just this square of TP that says... {cut to a close-up of the note} "No Garbage Today” on it. 
WARRIOR: Yeah, yeah. That's it. My secret recipe. 
TEN CENTS: {Sighs} I'm gonna go talk to anyone else but you. 
{Cut to The Keyside. Warrior is in a makeshift doughnut stand formed from a large barge marked "Do-Nots" with a window on top of it. A fat fryer can be seen bubbling behind the window.} 
WARRIOR: I honestly wonder how many million doughnuts I'll sell on my first day. Three? Four? Eight? I've gotta be ready for the 3:09 p.m. doughnut rush, you know? Ooh, here it comes. 
{Zorran, with a red face and an exceptionally furious expression, enters from the right. As he speaks, cartoon smoke clouds emit from his head.} 
ZORRAN: {with forced restraint} Well, hello, Warrior! 
WARRIOR: Hey there, doughnut rush. What can I get for ya? 
ZORRAN: {continuing his forced restraint} It's really great to very see you, Warrior! 
WARRIOR: {nervous} Umm... it's good to see you, too, I guess. 
{As Zorran says the following, we cut to a shot revealing that Warrior's barge is right next to Zorran’s, facing it.} 
ZORRAN: I'm delighted you've decided to set up shop about ten feet away from me! 
{cut back to Warrior and Zorran} 
WARRIOR: Yeah, we could be a conglomerate, like KFC-Taco Bell-Radisson-Texas Instruments-NASA! 
CAPTAIN STAR: {randomly appears from out of nowhere} Warrior, half of those companies won’t be founded for the next fifty years! You’ve created a time paradox! 
{The “Time Paradox” screen from Metal Gear Solid appears. The options “Continue” and “Quit” appear. A cursor clicks the former, and the episode resumes.} 
ZORRAN: Yes! That is a really {fire comes out of his eyes } outstanding ideeeaaaa! 
WARRIOR: Um, Zorran? Are we havn’ a fight? 
{as Zorran speaks, his face slowly returns to its normal color} 
ZORRAN: {slightly calmer} What do you think, you idiot?! You opened up a competing doughnut place right across the street from me! 
{zooms out to the gap between the stores. Note that there is no street, but a harbor} 
WARRIOR: {examining the water between the two stands} The street? 
ZORRAN: Right across the way from me! 
WARRIOR: But I thought you were sellin’ questionable medical coverage. 
{Cut to a close-up of Zorran, with his barge visible in the background with a sign "Why not Donuts?" on it.} 
ZORRAN: That was two hours ago. {changes to his normal expression, now speaking normally} Now I'm in the doughnut bidness. {with a straight line eyebrow} How's that coverage working out for you, by the way? 
{Cut back to the two and the barge.} 
WARRIOR: {a big stack of paperwork is on his deck } Great so far! 
ZORRAN: {back to an angry face} I gotta get ready for the big 3:09 p.m. doughnut rush. When next we meet, 'twill be on the doughnut field of battle! {Cut to a silhouette of the scene. Zorran marches to his stand imitating a military drum cadence} Dubba dup dup dup, dubba dup dup dup, dubba dup dup da daa ba dup dup dup! 
{Cut to a shot of a clock that strikes 3:09. Cut back to a shot of the two stands. Puffa comes in via a nearby railway track.} 
PUFFA: All right, gentlemen, here's how this is gonna go down. I need fried dough so bad it hurts! According to the data I got back from my train doctor, {pan to show his truck is full of paperwork } we're gonna need in the 3 to 8 million range to maintain my caloric intake. Now, commence marketing bombardment! 
WARRIOR: Mine's is homemade! {holds up a spoon with some doughnut batter and a few hairs on it} 
ZORRAN: Mine's is shipped from a 3rd world country named Homemáde, so I can legally print "From Homemade" on the prepackaged package. { a package of his doughnuts that says "FROM HOMEMÁDE! Is on his deck"} 
WARRIOR: I've got grit, gumption, and an adorable South London accent. 
{ Puffa pops his dome up in surprise and turns to see an angry Zorran.} 
ZORRAN: My name's Zorran, I talk hard and fast. 
WARRIOR: Available in 57 different varieties! 
ZORRAN: One flavor {the word "regular" appears above his head}, over a hundred different names for it! {various names that all are variations of "regular" appear around Zorran} 
WARRIOR: {holds up a newspaper} Lily Lightship raves "Hey! Get outta my face , you!" 
ZORRAN: {cut to a shot of a box of toothpaste labeled "Zorran' Donuts!"; as he says each descriptions, it appears onscreen} Fights cavities! Cleans Teeth! {A cartoon Zorran appears in the bottom right corner, bearing the following message in a speech bubble} The American Dental Association does not approve the preceding statements. 
PUFFA: All right, all right, all right. You both make excellent cases, but I've come to my decision. 
ZORRAN: { alarmed} Health Inspector! Cheese it, everyone! 
{Zorran leaves with his barge} 
PUFFA: Yikes! {he disappears down the line} 
{Top Hat, in silhouette, is seen coming up and walks towards Warrior with a clipboard nailed to his side.} 
WARRIOR: Hey potential customer, would you like several million doughnuts? 
TOP HAT: No. I don't want one. 
WARRIOR: But do you dough-not want one? Hmmm? 
TOP HAT: I'm the health inspector, here to hopefully shut you down. Now please rub this swab under your grease trap and bring it back. 
{Warrior takes the swab and rubs it on the fat fryer.} 
WARRIOR: Yes sir, Inspector Heath! {Warrior starts humming the theme to Inspector Gadget} 
TOP HAT: {To himself} ...And we'll do a little {rolls the l} bit of this! {Top Hat bashes into Warrior’s barge, knocking both it and it’s owner into Dender Rocks. The barge is smashed, Warrior is beached, and covered in grease.} 
WARRIOR: Ah! My face! 
TOP HAT: {laughs and goes away} 
WARRIOR: My delicious fried face! Zorran, is this covered by my questionable medical coverage? At least questionably so? Zorran? 
{Cut to a long shot of both barges in silhouette. Zorran comes back into view with his barge and is seen sneaking away.} 
ZORRAN: {to the tune of "Mysterioso Pizzicato"} Root, root, root, root, doodloodloodloodloodloo, doot doot doot doo... 
{A circle of "ends" appears, the top of which is pink.'}
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