Run, Scarlet, Run!/script

TITLE CARD - Run, Scarlet, Run! (red title card)

(*The star-shaped iris-in showed the exterior of the Plasmo residence at morning hours, then it cuts to the girls’ bedroom. All three girls are asleep, then it cuts to a close-up of Scarlet. All are in their onesies of their respective colors.*)

* **Scarlet:** (*talking in her sleep*) Actually, it’s just…Miss President.

(*She sits up with a yawn, stretching her arms out. She sighs, but her eyes go wide when she saw what time it was — 7:30 a.m, which is presented on her red digital clock.*)

* **Scarlet:** (*offscreen*) 7:30?! (*She flies and picks up her digital clock in a panic.*) No! No, no, no!

(*Cut to Sapphire, slowly punching air in her sleep.*)

* **Sapphire:** (*in her sleep*) Take that, Harlequin— (*Scarlet picks her up and shakes her to wake up.*)
* **Scarlet:** Sapphire! Wake up! We’re gonna be late for school! 113 consecutive days of perfect attendance!

(*Camera cuts briefly to Scarlet’s perfect attendance diploma in front of a red background. On the diploma has her smiling face and the words “Certificate of Achievement” in blue letters above her, followed by “Starfield Elementary” also in blue font. Back to the panicked Scarlet.*)

* **Scarlet:** Early admission into my top-pick university!

(*Another brief cut to a gold diploma with Scarlet’s smiling face on it, then back to her.*)

* **Scarlet:** Ruined by one novelty alarm clock!

(*The third brief cuts shows the clock. Back to Scarlet again.*)

* **Scarlet:** That can’t happen, Sapphire! (*shaking Sapphire violently*) I. Won’t. LET IT!

(*Sapphire still doesn’t wake up. Now Scarlet rounds on the still-sleeping Canary with Lola wrapped around her arms.*)

* **Scarlet:** Canary! Get up!
* **Canary:** (*in her sleep*) Look, Lola. That mouse is inviting us over for a tea party.
* **Scarlet:** Canary, please!

(*Canary slaps Scarlet’s hands away.*)

* **Canary:** (*in her sleep*) Lola and I have a tea party to go to.

(*With a frustrated groan, she flies out of the room and into the boys’ room, which is set up exactly like the boys’ room, except it looks more blue.*)

* **Scarlet:** Twilight! Tangelo! Parakeet! Come on! (*flying to Parakeet*) Parakeet! Get up!
* **Parakeet:** (*glaring at her with half-lidded eyes*) If that dream cake I made is ruined, I blame you.

(*With a frustrated yell, Scarlet flies of. Now she is seen in her usual wear while looking at her watch.*)

* **Scarlet:** There’s still time before Ms. Milly takes attendance! (*to the viewers*) Start the clock!

(*As if on cue, 1:15 appears on the top right corner of the screen and it counts down. Camera cuts to Doctor Damien Plasmo walking out of the kitchen with a tray of six bowls.*)

* **Dr. Plasmo:** Another stunning meal, perfected by—

(*Scarlet flies past and takes the tray, much to his surprise. She returns to him a seconds later to return it and gives him peck on the cheek. With that, she flies out the house. Camera cuts to her flying past a young Ghastly boy crying near a tree, then to Scarlet. She thinks for a moment — keep going or help the boy. With a short groan, she flies back down to the boy.*)

* **Scarlet:** What’s the problem, citizen?
* **Young male Ghastly #1:** My kite’s stuck in a tree.

(*Camera cuts to show a red kite tangled in some branches, followed by a light pink cat holding on tight on the kite.*)

* **Young male Ghastly #1:** (*offscreen*) And my cat’s stuck on the kite.

(*The caw meows; Scarlet flies up and hastily hands the kite and the cat back to the boy.*)

* **Scarlet:** Here you go.

(*The young boy runs off with a smile. Camera cuts to an elderly male Ghastly with a cane.*)

* **Elderly male Ghastly #1:** HEEEELP! (*Scarlet arrives.*)
* **Scarlet:** What’s wrong?
* **Elderly male Ghastly #1:** I can’t cross the street.

(*Camera swiftly moves out to show several honking cars going to and fro on the street. Back to the pair.*)

* **Scarlet:** Sir, I’m gonna have to carry you.
* **Elderly male Ghastly #1:** (*somewhat dismissively*) I can walk myself, thank you.
* **Scarlet:** But—
* **Elderly male Ghastly #1:** Thank. You.

(*It cuts to the old man walking calmly down the street. Scarlet, on the other hand, takes the role of a traffic officer, as she is putting up a “STOP” sign to stop the cars. Cars are heard honking. Scarlet growls impatiently under her breath.*)

* **Scarlet:** (*hastily*) Okay, you made it across the street! Have a nice day!

(*She takes off, ditching the sign. Scarlet is in midfight when she hears a familiar voice call out to her.*)

* **Mayor Bleak:** (*offscreen*) Oh, Scarlet!

(*Cut to the mayor; he is on “all fours” and covered head to foot appendages in some purple sticky substance.*)

* **Mayor Bleak:** I have grape jelly all over—

(*Scarlet comes to him, using a hose to spray the jelly off him, before flying off. Although drenched, he is quite pleased.*)

* **Mayor Bleak:** Thank you!

(*Cut to Scarlet; she looks at her watch and stares ahead in glee.*)

* **Scarlet:** I’m gonna make it!

(*Cut to her perspective of Starfield Elementary; she gets closer to it. Back to her as she skids to a sudden halt with horrified gasp.*)

* **Scarlet:** My homework!

(*Off she goes; at the Plasmo residence, she makes a hasty flight to the girls’ bedroom to take a notebook before returning to the school’s entrance. The timer on the screen is now gone.*)

* **Scarlet:** (*happily*) Yes, yes, yes! I made it! Oh yeah!

(*Scarlet goes to open the door, only to realize it’s locked.*)

* **Scarlet:** Huh? (*flatly, dropping her book*) It’s Saturday, isn’t it?

(*The rest of her siblings show up in their usual clothes; Parakeet carries a jar of grape jelly and opens it to take a taste.*)

* **Tangelo:** It’s Sunday, actually.
* **Canary:** (*nodding*) Mm-hmm.
* **Twilight:** I recall you doing the exactly same thing yesterday.
* **Sapphire:** Yep. I’m starting to think you have a problem.
* **Parakeet:** Grape jelly on Sunday morning? I’m in! (*A sigh from Scarlet.*)
* **Scarlet:** I’m going back to bed.

End of short.