Origin Story

**Origin Story** is the first-ever episode of The Adventures of Matt Midway, thus beginning Season 1. It has two parts that take up the whole episode, and it makes sense, being the starting point of the series.

## Synopsis

Our protagonist, Matt Midway, experiences his first week in Oakville, Texas, a large town famous for it's size, but notorious for it's distasteful attributes. His first day at school becomes a nightmare when he experiences the conditions first-hand, but it all changes when he meets two old friends...

## Trivia

* The *real* pilot was shown only once, and the footage for it has been deleted for unknown reasons.

## Transcript

### Part 1

(The screen was pitch black...)

**Narrator #1:** Y'know, the world wasn't always this dark... in fact, I could actually see my feet before. Yeah, that's right. I could-

(We slowly open up to Oakville, Texas)

**Narrator #1:** Wait, wait, wait- nobody told me the script!- Hey!-

(We see the streets filled with traffic, the sidewalks occupied with people, and the establishments opening up for the day like a Powerpoint)

**Narrator #1:** -...okay, who turned on my Powerpoint? That was supposed to come after-

(We open up to Matt's house)

**Narrator #1:** ...This is why our working conditions are equivilant to a band of possums living in a dumpster. *(Sigh...)* Okay, fine... this happened a long time ag-

(Matt's alarm goes off and causes a minature earthquake, which is where we see him open up his window with a joyous look on his face)

**Matt:** Gooood morning, Oakville! (He grabs the screen and encloses it on him) I'll take it from here, Narrator! (He says to the fourth wall)

**Narrator #1:** Okay, have fun.

**Matt:** Woo-hoo! (He dashes all around the room, sorting out his backpack and clothing attire)

**Narrator #1:** ...I need a cup of coffee. (He walks off)

**Matt:** Okay, me, suit up!

(While he spins around at a rapid pace to where he appears as a blur, Bob, his father, enters the room with baggy eyes and coffee mug saying "coffee joke")

**Bob:** Matt, keep it down-

**Matt:** (He stops, albeit his pajamas fly around the room) What did you say, dad?

**Bob:** (Matt's underwear flies into his face, with him sighing in irrritation) Never mind... just get ready. (He leaves)

**Matt:** ...Okay, dad! Have fun at work! (He stuffs his backpack full of random objects, diving into the bathroom to brush his teeth, put on arm deodorant, do his air, and everything else, gleefully humming while he does so) 100% clean! You're safe from harm!

(Matt saluted to his reflection, who also forgot to do the same because he was caught off-guard)

**Matt:** At ease, soldier.

(He chuckles, then leaving the room and entering the kitchen, where his sister Marie is reading a magazine about fashion and leaving her food on the table)

**Matt:** Hey sis, what's buzzin'?

**Marie:** No one says "buzzing", Matt.

**Matt:** But I do! It's my new way of saying "what's up".

**Marie:** (She scoffs) Whatever.

(Matt scarfs his food whole and proceeds to leave the house, but slowly creeps back to steal Marie's food, only to leave again. Luckily, she doesn't bother to notice)

**Matt:** Ah, nature. She's a real beaut. ...Welp, time to get the ol' Matt-Machine! (He runs to his bike) Alright, my steed, it's time to ride again!

(He gets out his helmet, but tosses it away in recklessness, unknowingly knocking out a bird who falls to the ground and is collected by a dog. Anyways, Matt begins to pedal down the street, passing his neighbor, Manny Ipu Lator)

**Matt:** Hey, Manny! Working hard or hardly working, eh?

**Manny:** Hardly laughing. Now get away from me!

**Matt:** Nice to see you too! (He continues to ride off)

**Manny:** Ugh, moron. (He soon finds a nearby rock, and gains a sinister expression as he picks it up and prepares to throw it at him, only to be knocked out by an incoming dead bird, as a dog comes to drag them both away with an 8-bit sound occuring)

(Underdog by Imagine Dragons plays as we see Matt continue to ride across Oakville)

**Matt:** Aw man, I love this song!

(We recieve a cutscene where Matt is seen riding on the sidewalk while traffic is occuring. Luckily enough, a car was about to hit him as he crossed the road, but it automatically flew over him, but he didn't notice)

*HEY! That sends my mind up! I get the short end of it! Oh, I love to be, I love to be the underdog! HEY!*

**Matt:** HEY! (He gleefully says in sync, jumping in the air at the same he does so while landing on a nearby robber holding a woman's purse)

**Robber:** Blasted kids. (The cops find him, and soon arrest him as the lady he stole from repeatedly stomped on him)

**Matt:** (He looks behind him, then looks back) ...Nice folk.

*HEY! That sends my mind up! I get the short end of it! Oh, I love to be, I love to be the underdog! HEY!*

**Matt:** (He runs into a school bus and stops it in its tracks as soon as we hear "HEY!", and then, we start to hear the booping part of the song, alongside some light beats in the background)

**Bus Driver:** Move out of the way, kid!

**Matt:** But don't you see... (He points to a flock of ducks walking with their mother) ...you almost hit the duckies!

**Bus Driver:** Duckies? (He looks down at the road) Oh. Listen here, kid. They only live for, like, 10 years.

**Matt:** Yeah, *years!* And, uh... by the way, you made the momma mad.

**Bus Driver:** Who? *Your* mom?

**Matt:** Actually, it's the ducks' mom.

(Then, the momma duck came on the glass with razor-sharp teeth, tearing through the glass to beat up the Bus Driver)

**Bus Driver:** What the- OW! Ouch! Hey- MAN! OUCH! YOWZA! H-HEY- OW!- KID! HELP ME!!!

(Sadly, Matt was already gone)

**Bus Driver:** ...Crap.

(As he proceeded to be beaten by the momma duck as its babies fly on the bus to watch, we cut back to Matt riding through a trash-infested street, as the music continues)

**Matt:** Ahh, what a nice-

(BOOM! He rode right through the trash, being covered in it)

*Living in the low life*

(He soon shakes it all off and continues to drive... except for a donut sticking to the back of his seat. Matt then starts riding up a seemingly long hill of sidewalk, with a racoon following him)

**Matt:** Hello, Mr. Racoon!

*Low life*

(As we cut to him going up more sidewalk, another racoon follows, with everything switching to grass)

*Low life*

**Matt:** Aww, you brought friends!

(Then another...)

*Low life*

**Matt:** And more friends!

(...and another...)

*Living in the low life*

**Matt:** ...Huh.

(...and another...)

**Matt:** Wow! You must be really popular!

(...and another...)

*Low life*

**Matt:** That's an awful lot of friends...

(...and then a few more followed)

*Low life*

**Matt:** Now *this* is a party!

*Living in the low life*

(Matt then suddenly notices that he's at the top of a grass hill, with a whole pack of furious racoons behind him, as the music stops)

**Matt:** ...Butterfly shrimp.

(The music resumes)

*HEY!*

**Matt:** AHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! (While we start hearing the instrumental version of the song again, Matt was screaming as he falls right down the hill at high speeds. He then stops screaming and looks back to see if the raccoons are there, seeing nothing) Phew...

(Unfortunately, the raccoons were right in front of him)

**Matt:** Oh come on.

(The raccoons start scratching him at a rapid pace, with Matt enduring all of the pain and screaming, at least until he notices a ramp)

**Matt:** Hmm... (He begins to stand on his bike) Alright then. Let's get this demolition derby on!

(Thus said, he rode off of the ramp and was sent miles into the air, yelling "Yee-haw" loud and proud with a gleeful smile on his face. Meanwhile, the raccoons held onto the donut sticking on the back of his bike, and each other, for dear life)

**Matt:** Hey, I can see my house from here! And the gift shop! And the grocery store! And the conspicous building selling bombs! And the school! ...Wait a second...

(Once he realized where he was going to land, he started to hug the raccoons out of fear, with one of them holding the donut)

**Matt:** Brace yourselves! (One socked him) Ouch!

(Meanwhile...)

**Mr. Wiley:** Alright, class. Since it's your first day back at Oakville Public School, I'll go easy on you...

(The classroom sighed in relief, all in sync)

**Mr. Wiley:** ...BY GIVING YOU 10 SEPARATE STANDARDIZED TESTS!

(Again in sync, they started to complain, groan and yell insensitive words)

**Mr. Wiley:** Oh, quit your whining or I'll make it 20!

(Suddenly, Matt crashed right into the classroom with little injuries, causing a large hole in the ceiling, and the raccoons to run out of the windows... by breaking the glass)

**Matt:** Uhm... h-heh... hi.

**Mr. Wiley:** You must be Matt Midway, am I correct?

**Matt:** Yep, that's me!

**Mr. Wiley:** WELL YOU'RE TARDY!

(As Mr. Wiley was set in a fit of laughter, Matt embarrassingly sat down in the back, with everyone staring at him in confusion. Little did he know, a familiar somebody was next to him, but we couldn't see yet because it was still enclosed on him...)

"So you crashed through the ceiling too, eh?"

**Matt:** (He looked around in confusion) Yeah... I did... why?

"I did too..."

**Matt:** ...You did?

"Sadly..."

**Matt:** Are you my conscious?

"What?- No."

**Matt:** Wait... God? Is that you? Are you here to give me my yearly Easter eggs?

"No!"

**Matt:** Then who are you?

"(Sigh) On your left..."

(He looked, and it revealed to be his childhood friend, Damion Murkowski.)

**Matt:** W-Wha... Damion?

**Damion:** Yeah... wait, you remember me?

**Matt:** Well, your name was shown in that floating area of text over there.

**Damion:** (He looks towards the fourth wall with impassiveness)

*Cutscene!*

(Mr. Wiley was still laughing, until he started to cough, thus ending his constant chortling)

**Mr. Wiley:** ack- *Generic cough!* (Yes, that's his natural reaction. Anyways, the class then started looking at HIM instead, confused) Uh... okay. Tests. Better prepare your insecure minds for these, because they are going to make up a majority of your grade!

(The classroom went "Awwwwww" in grief. Ignoring it by rolling his eyes, Mr. Wiley starts passing out the test to all of the students one by one, in which we get to see the other 14 students)

**Mr. Wiley:** If you make anything lower than a 70, that's alright. I'll just laugh at you way more than I should is all.

(First one up was a student named Tiffany Woe)

**Tiffany:** Are dolphins really able to fly in V's with the rest of the dolphins?

**Mr. Wiley:** Those are ducks. Man, are you gonna fail this test.

(Next one up was Richard Anderson)

**Mr. Wiley:** Hey, Anderson! Put that comic away right this second.

**Richard:** Sir, I am in the middle of issue #25 of *Shape Man*. This is where he finally obtains the Golden-

(Mr. Wiley swipes it away while he's talking)

**Richard:** Hey!

**Mr. Wiley:** You'll get it after class, Anderson. Or next week. Depending.

(Then Will "Lion" Beckett)

**Lion:** How many questions are on this thing anyways?

**Mr. Wiley:** Defenitely not as much as the times you failed to do a quadriple flip.

(A few students snickered at his expense)

**Lion:** Oh, grow up, ya dorks.

(Then Michael Shaw... but he wasn't there)

**Mr. Wiley:** That little menace is late every Monday... oh well, I'll just add it to his collection.

(As Wiley inserts the assignment into a certain desk that says "Michael Shaw" alongside the other hundred papers he didn't complete, we skip along to Carl Channing)

**Carl:** Peace and love, dude.

**Mr. Wiley:** Good luck with that one.

(Then Paxton Adler)

**Mr. Wiley:** No more graffiti, ey, Paxton?

**Paxton:** None whatsoever.

(He secretly got out his doodling notebook full of creative art, as we go to Denim Thompson)

**Denim:** Wanna see my ant farm? (He says with braces)

**Mr. Wiley:** How about your yearly failing grade of 24? (He begins to laugh)

**Denim:** (He sighs in sadness, until he finds a butterfly) Oooh... a monarch- (Denim gets crushed by a piece of the ceiling, as the butterfly flies off without any harm) Oww... my ribcage...

(Then Sid Zallewood)

**Mr. Wiley:** Here, Sid.

**Sid:** Thanks, teach! (He picks up his test with his dirty hands, getting fresh mud all over the paper) Not again...

(Then Viker Stone)

**Mr. Wiley:** Alright, Stone. Now you better do the test this time and *not* unleash your pack of bats on me like you do every dang day.

**Viker:** Give me a free 100 and I'll think about it.

**Mr. Wiley:** No way!

**Viker:** Well, I tried. (She makes screeching sounds, calling upon her pet bats)

**Mr. Wiley:** Nonononono, wait- (He gets hit by a whole horde of them) AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

(We then cut to him giving the test to the other 5 students, saying "Here" each time. All are named Kari Tatterer, Yin Wang, Yang Wang, Chad "Wheels" Davis, and Hank Greyson. Finally, we see Matt and Damion taking their tests)

**Damion:** This is painful.

**Matt:** Aw, don't feel so sad, Dames! It's not all that bad. We still got the whole day ahead of us!

**Damion:** Yeah, a whole day of suffering.

**Matt:** ...

**Damion:** ...What?

**Matt:** You know what you need? You... you need a hug. A big one at that.

**Damion:** Matt, please, not now.

**Matt:** Bring it in, pal! (He starts hugging him)

**Damion:** (He started blushing and sweating like the shy nerd he was) ...M-M-Matt...

(Suddenly, a dog bursted through the window, and ran around the whole class, looking for something. This freaked the whole classroom)

**Viker:** AGH! DIRTY CREATURE!!!

**Lion:** Ugh, it stinks!

**Sid:** What in tarnation?!

**Richard:** Ahh! It's dirtying my vintage *Shape Man* shoes!

(The entire classroom looked at him, deadpan. Even the dog)

**Richard:** ...What?

**Mr. Wiley:** (He took the opprotunity to get out his trusty baseball bat) GET OUT!

(The dog screamed in terror, jumping off the walls to evade Mr. Wiley. He tried to swing at it while he could...)

**Mr. Wiley:** I got you now!

(...but the dog dashed over to the door so fast that he appeared as a blur, which caused Wiley to hit *himself* instead)

**Mr. Wiley:** YAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!- ...GOD-FLABBIN' NUGGET-WILLERS!

**Denim:** Is that French? (He gets hit by another piece of the roof)

**Mr. Wiley:** (He walks around, dizzy for a while until he regains his senses and corners the dog) Nowhere to run, mutt. Begone! (He's just about to hit it, until...)

**Matt:** WAIT! (He was suddenly in front of the dog, guarding it)

**Mr. Wiley:** (He stops himself) Get back in your seat, Midway. This doesn't concern you!

**Matt:** It does now! You can't harm this poor dog, but you *should* let it go.

**Mr. Wiley:** Why? He dirtied up my room!

**Matt:** This innocent dog doesn't deserve to be bashed in the skull. His life shoukd be spared, because he has the right to live just like the rest of us.

**Mr. Wiley:** But it's just a dumb dog!

**Matt:** No, he's not. He's one of a kind, and I can tell.

(Matt picks up the dog, as said dog looks at him with happy puppy-dog eyes. He then lets him climb up the roof)

**Matt:** Be free, little dog!

(The dog would let out a friendly bark, walking off. It soon came back though, and saluted to Matt before finally running off)

**Matt:** He saluted to me? ...Adorable!

**Mr. Wiley:** GET BACK TO WORK!

(The bell rung as soon as he sat down)

**Matt:** See ya, Mr. Wiley!

**Mr. Wiley:** Hey, the bell doesn't dismiss you, I-

(Everyone was gone)

**Mr. Wiley:** -do... ugh. Ack- Generic cough! (He grunts)

(In the next scene, a multitude of kids were walking in the hallway)

**Michael:** ...Is the coast clear?

**Viker:** Whatever, Michael.

**Michael:** I'll take that as a yes.

(He stepped out of the boy's bathroom, until an officer violently pounced on him)

**Officer:** FREEZE, SHAW!

(In the next scene, a group of glasses-wearing girls were walking by a group of kindergarteners holding turtles, making no eye-contact. Several kids walked by each other, but we did soon edge over to Matt and Damion, who were walking in the hallway like normal people)

**Matt:** Mr. Wiley sure was nice.

**Damion:** I beg to differ.

**Matt:** That class was great!

**Damion:** I think you mean grievous.

**Matt:** I love this school!

**Damion:** ...Lies.

**Matt:** Ah, you'll see when we get to next period. For now, I'm gonna use this time to my advantage and draw!

(He got out his notebook)

**Damion:** You draw?

**Matt:** Yep, and I'm all self-taught!

**Damion:** Hm, interesting. Can I see?

**Matt:** Sure!

(He started to open his notebook, but then someone elbowed him to the side)

**Matt:** Ack-

**Richard:** Move aside, Midway! Greatness itself is coming through!

**Matt:** Ooh, Greatness! I'll be sure to say hi to her once she passes by!

**Richard:** (He scoffs, walking away with a deadpan expression)

**Matt:** Good guy.

(The bell rung which cuts to...)

(...the next scene, where Matt was in a class without Damion)

**Matt:** Damion?

**Ms. Mack:** SHUT IT! (The elderly teacher yelled in his face)

**Matt:** Hello, Ms. Mack! You... are Ms. Mack, right?

**Ms. Mack:** Yes, I am! NOW DO YER WARM-UP!

**Lion:** But you didn't even pass it out yet.

**Ms. Mack:** Oh, glue your gums together. I did pass em' out, AND YOU WILL DO THEM!

(The entire class looked at their desks, and back at the teacher, deadpan. Well, all except for Matt, who was just confused)

**Ms. Mack:** ...Is that a woodpecker?

(Soon, a student named Joey raised his hand)

**Joey:** Teacher! May I please use the bathroom?

**Ms. Mack:** Hold it until next period!

(Then Matt rose his hand)

**Ms. Mack:** WHAT?!

**Matt:** Where's Damion?

**Ms. Mack:** Dime man?

**Matt:** No. Damion.

**Ms. Mack:** Dumb boy?

**Matt:** No.

**Ms. Mack:** Doppelganger?

**Matt:** No.

**Ms. Mack:** Whippersnapper?

**Matt:** ...His name's Damion Murkowski.

**Ms. Mack:** The kid with the lab coat? He's next door.

(Suddenly, Matt was gone)

**Ms. Mack:** ...Where'd he go?

(In the class next door, a social studies teacher named Mrs. Switch was teaching his class)

(WIP)

(We cut to lunch time, where grades 7th through 9th were seen eating their, well, lunches)

**Matt:** Oh boy! I wonder what we'll be eating today!

(At the same time he said that, a group of lunch ladies walked up out of the back as he and others grabbed their trays)

**Lunch Lady #1:** Okay, we have our Cheeseburger Special and we also have the Massive Meat Monster Mash. Which one would ya like? (She says in a gruzzly voice)

**Matt:** Um... cheeseburger?

**Lunch Lady #1:** Comin' right up. (She walks in the back, beginning to yell after a few click-clackin') *WHERE'S ALL THE HAMBURGER HELPER?!*

(Once that was over, a sloppy cheeseburger dropped onto his plate alongside some fries and weird-looking ketchup)

**Matt:** Thank you!

**Lunch Lady #1:** Whatever, kid. NEXT!

(We then cut to Matt sitting down at an empty table alone... with Damion)

**Matt:** We meet again, pal!

**Damion:** Huh? (He looks back up while inventing something) Oh, greetings once more, Matt.

**Matt:** Hey! What's that your making?

**Damion:** Oh, this? It's just an automatic fuel tank for my particle accelerator back at home. Version 3, in fact.

**Matt:** What happened to the other two?

**Damion:** They blew up.

**Matt:** Oh. And did you invent anything else?

**Damion:** Those also blew up.

**Matt:** Oh... and what about that one you have in your hands?

(The invention starts flickering)

**Damion:** Uh-oh...

(All that was left of the school was debris)

**Lunch Lady #2:** Marie! Did you cook that Marvelo-whatever behind my back again?

**Lunch Lady #1:** No, Martha! And plus, it's called the Mozzarella Marvel.

**Lunch Lady #2:** Whatever, just do a time skip!

**Lunch Lady #1:** (Sigh) Yes, Martha.

(She reaches for the top of our screen and pulls down a picture of Oakville Public School, which happens to be the next scene. Here, Matt and Damion were seen walking down a hall)

**Matt:** See, Damion? I told you, the day would be fine.

**Damion:** I dunno, Matt. Something strange is happening here, because I don't see any sign of Charlie anywhere.

**Matt:** Who's Charlie?

(The entire crowd of kids around him gasp)

**Richard:** Ugh, he's a new kid!

(The kids all say "Ohhh" in realization of that. Soon, a random girl named Tari spoke)

**Tari:** Charlie Fisticuffs. He's the most infamous bully to ever walk the Earth. It even says so on the school's newspaper! (She whips out a copy of it with a headline of "Politics Take Toll On Social Media") Whoops, wrong one. (She keeps on digging in her backpack)

**Matt:** Well, it's a fact.

**Tari:** Ah-hah! Here it is. (She shows him the newspaper posted today)

**Matt:** (He takes it, reading the headline) "Charlie Fisticuffs Is Back With A Vengeance"... ohhh, a school bully! I thought we were talking about a pro wrestler.

(Somewhere in the world, a round of wrestling was playing, with someone named Charlie sitting in the back. At the same time, a person named Will walked in)

**Will:** Hey, Charlie! You alright?

**Charlie:** No way, Will. I feel like somewhere out there, there's a kid that uses brute strength for his own benefit... AND HE HAS MY NAME!

(We cut back to the people at school)

**Tari:** No! He's a school bully, dumb-nugget!

**Matt:** I see, I see. Maybe all the guy needs is a hug.

**Damion:** Matt, I'm afraid this won't be resolved with affection- er, hugging.

**Matt:** What? That's bonkers!

(As Matt continues to speak, a large figurine was the only one seen on the screen as he walked past a group of kids, with each of them becoming scared and backing off as quick as possible)

**Matt:** I bet he's just scared to reveal his true self because he'll be targeted for being innocent! That's unacceptable in my book.

(Soon, Richard Anderson was seen screeching like a little girl, and soon passing out)

**Matt:** *That*, my friends, is why this 'Charlie Fisticuffs' just needs a hug! Some kindness will make that big ol' lump of sadness happy as a shining star!

(Once he was done, said large figurine was right behind him, wearing a dark blue shirt, grey pants and black shoes. Kids were frightened)

**Matt:** (He closes his eyes while continuing to talk) I'll walk right up to this guy and give him the generosity that he needs. (He turns around at the last part, bumping into the large figurine and opening his eyes, looking at him with a confused face) Is *this* guy Charlie-

(Once he looks back, everyone was gone, with only a tumbleweed blowing by, but even that got scared too, growing legs to run away)

**Matt:** -...F-Fisticuffs?

(He looks back at the man. He was the one. The camera slowly panned up to his face as we see his build. He was buff, he was packin' heat, he was... Charlie Fisticuffs)

**Matt:** Ohhhh! *You're* that guy they're sweating under their shirts about!

**Charlie:** Yeah, that's-

**Matt:** Good to know! You're right on schedule for this.

(Matt proceeded to give Charlie a hug, but that wasn't the best idea. The big bad shoved him right off)

**Charlie:** GET YOUR DIRTY MITTS OFF OF ME!

(Matt was a little startled, but not entirely intimidated due to his naivety)

**Matt:** Wow, you're strong!

**Charlie:** (He looked all high and mighty) Yeah, I a- (He regained his senses) HEY, DON'T TRY TO FLATTER ME!

(Matt wasn't there)

**Charlie:** ...Where the heck did he-

(Suddenly, Matt was on his back)

**Matt:** You know, I was thinking. Do you like drawing?

**Charlie:** WHY YOU LITTLE-

(He tried to reach for Matt, but he missed and fell on his stomach as Matt slid off of him, not knowing his hostility)

**Matt:** Well, if you do, then it must be why your hands are so big.

**Charlie:** GRAHHH!!!!!-

(The bully tried to swing at him, only to see how he was standing on the ceiling... upside down)

**Matt:** That probably came out wrong.

(Charlie chuckled and tried to uppercut him, but missed as Matt already jumped off with ease)

**Matt:** Well, maybe we can be doodle buddies!

**Charlie:** (His fist got stuck in the ceiling, so he tries to pull it out) Gosh darned- AGH!

**Matt:** 'Wash and Tarn'? Sounds like a western rock band...

(Charlie fell on the ground right behind him, but Matt paid no attention to it)

**Matt:** Ooh, I know! We can be called the 'Doodling Duo'! ...Nah, too cliché.

**Charlie:** That's it... (He charges up an attack, and runs right into Matt...)

**Matt:** (...who unknowingly dodges it by stepping to side while thinking) Okay, it has to be unique...

**Charlie:** (He runs into the wall, getting stuck in it) Ow...

**Matt:** It shouldn't be something ordinary like 'generic duo', but something like...

**Charlie:** (He roars super loudly, bursting out of the wall like a mindless monster)

**Matt:** (He gasps in amazement) That's it! 'Battle Crashers'! ...No, that's already taken.

**Charlie:** ENOUGH!!!

(Charlie then punches him so hard that he's sent through every wall of the school, only to fall right out of the side of it)

**Matt:** Aw, what a nice guy!

**Charlie:** (Off-screen, but can still be heard) I AM NOT NICE!!! (He roars so loudly that he causes a large gust of wind that Matt endures)

**Matt:** Ah, he's a keeper. Say, I think it's time we skip to the next scene! (He walks off-screen and pushes the next scene into place)

(We then see Damion walking on a long, broken sidewalk, as Matt comes out of nowhere to follow him)

**Matt:** Hey, Damion!

**Damion:** AHH!!! (He jumps and lands on the floor) Oh... hey, Matt.

**Matt:** Did I scare you?

**Damion:** Yes...

**Matt:** Oh, my bad.

(Matt helps Damion up, as the awkward inventor wipes the hard rocks off of his backside)

**Damion:** You're forgiven. Now then, let's continue our walk home.

(It then fades out to a zoomed-out scene where the two kids are walking on a long hill)

**Narrator #1:** ...Oh, am I supposed to be narrating *now?* Okay, uh... they walked home after the long day of school, and Damion was tired, but unlike him, Matt was pumped up and ready for the next day to begin.

**Matt:** Today was *way* better than I thought it would be!

**Damion:** If only I had your blissful optimism.

**Matt:** Why do you say that, Dames?

**Damion:** ... (He sighs) How do I say this in the nicest way possible? ...Today was horrid.

**Matt:** What? No it wasn't!

**Damion:** Incorrect. The classes were equivalent to that of slavery, their school food was revolting, and don't even get me started on the teachers.

**Matt:** Nah!

**Damion:** Matt, Oakville Public School is so poorly made that even rats rejected it.

**Matt:** ...Wait, we have rats?

**Damion:** It was an exaggeration.

(Rats were behind him too, at least until they walked off on two legs in pity)

**Matt:** ...Anyways... it's not that bad! It's only bad if you view it that way! Maybe what you need are the Magic Glasses! (He whips out a weird pair of toy glasses)

**Damion:** Matt, please, I can see well eno-

(Matt ignored him, and slammed them onto his face, making him see what he saw. It was a world full of sentient objects, rainbows, cupcakes, and more. Think of it as a fever dream)

**Matt:** There! All better now?

**Damion:** (He looks a little... strange)

**Matt:** ...Damion?

(Matt takes off the glasses, revealing how traumatized Damion is)

**Matt:** Uh... buddy?

(Damion passed out under the pressure)

**Matt:** Oh poo.

**Charlie:** HEY! (He stomps towards them with a group of people)

**Matt:** Huh? (He looks back in front of him) Oh. Hey, Charlie! Nice weather out, eh?

(One of Charlie's cronies, Zachary, started yelling)

**Zachary:** Don't try to start a pleasant conversation, maggot!

**Charlie:** Nice one, Zach. Now listen here, Matt. You mocked me earlier at school and I was made a laughingstock. Didn't like it.

**Matt:** Oh! I'm sorry! But I must ask... how did I embarrass you?

**Charlie:** You dodging all my hits like you were a tap-dancer.

**Matt:** I thought we were hanging out like buddies.

(Then, another one of Charlie's cronies, Noah, started talking)

**Noah:** He's getting annoying, man. Can I pound em'?

**Charlie:** Save the pounding for me, Noah. And as for *you*, hotshot? This ain't over. I'm just giving you a heads-up befo-

(Then, a teen named Bernard, pops up behind him)

**Bernard:** Before we kick your butt! Yeah!

**Charlie:** Dang it, Bernard! Why do you always have to ruin everything?

**Bernard:** ...I thought I was part of the group.

**Charlie:** NO YOU'RE NOT! GO FIND YOUR LOSER FRIEND, JOEY!

**Bernard:** Aw... (He walks off)

**Charlie:** Ugh... anyways... we're gonna beat you the next time we see you! So get ready for that!

(After Charlie and his goons walk off, Matt helps Damion up)

**Damion:** I told you it wasn't a good day.

**Matt:** Well, maybe what you need is a little positivity in your life. Mind if I drop by your house?

**Damion:** Sorry, I can't allow visitors.

**Matt:** Why not?

**Damion:** It's complicated.

**Matt:** What even happens at your place?

(The next scene comes in as soon as he says that, revealing Matt falling asleep in his bed, as the screen zooms outside his house from his window, sliding over multiple houses until we see the largest, most darkest house of them all. It was the house of the Murkowskis, and while Damion wasn't that dark, his parents were the real menaces. We saw that once he opened the door to reveal a tall, slender figure that was his father.)

"Welcome home, son. Once you walk inside, please eradicate the dirty particles on your shoes and take a nice, relaxing shower so you'll be ready for tonight's project."

**Damion:** Yes, father...

(He walked inside, doing exactly as he said; we saw him vaporize the dirt from the bottom of his shoes with a ray gun and walk through the house, showing its dark, horrifying paintings and statues. He starts taking a shower in the next scene, and is completely covered by the curtains. We then see him walk downstairs into a basement, revealing his creepy yet attractive mother)

"Hello, sweetheart. Did you obtain the toxic particles from Oakville Public School?"

**Damion:** Affirmative.

"Excellent. Now, place them in this converter."

(Damion did just that, and his mother then turned on the machine, only to uncover a helpless rat tied to a small table)

"This rodent has been looming around for the past week. Due to his experience and unique... style, he will make the perfect subject."

**Damion:** M-Mother, is this really neccesary?

"...What was that?"

**Damion:** N-Nothing!

"Oh no, no, no! You *must* have something to say, my dear. Explain what is on your mind."

**Damion:** I-I have been l-loyal to you for m-...more than a decade now, but h-haven't you thought what we're doing is... a little... umm...

"Speak."

**Damion:** ...unethical?

(Everything stopped. All that was left in the room was silence, and his mother's deadly glare, but to Damion, that stare was like an uncomfortable feeling in your heart, a dark presence that would petrify you just by looking at it. He was genuinely terrified)

**Damion:** ...Was that out of place?

"Yes. It was *inapt*."

**Damion:** (He gulps)

"My child, I refuse to let you speak such foolishness in this household. You're part of a tradition that spanned for generations. Your intelligence is a part of that. All of your ancestors who had that were geniuses, and used it for the greater good."

**Damion:** Um... define... good?

"Well, without our advances, this town would be more than a cesspool. It would be in *ruins*, and everyone in it would be *dead*."

**Damion:** (He looks down in shame)

"...Would you like me to bring this up with your father? He would be very ashamed."

**Damion:** N-Negatory.

"Good. Now be a good boy and test the experiment out on this pathetic little animal."

**Damion:** Yes, ma'am.

"Ah, I knew I raised you well."

(She walked out of the room, with Damion holding onto a lever)

**Damion:** You thought wrong.

(He then looked down at the rat, who was crying under the thought of being tested. It just wasn't in Damion to do such a thing)

**Damion:** ...Okay, I shall set you free.

(He releases the rat from the chains, putting it in his pocket before sneaking off with the invention)

**Damion:** I must dispose of this.

(He snooped past his parents, who were playing chess, very quietly. Once he got outside, he dropped it in the sewer)

**Damion:** Good riddance. Now be free, black rat.

(He let the mouse go, as it shook Damion's finger and ran off to live another day. This made Damion feel rather... good inside as he walked back into the house to sleep. Little did he know, his dark brother, Ralph, saw it all whilst on the top bunk)

**Ralph:** So you disobeyed our parents' orders, brother?

(Once he knew, Damion's eyes lit open)

**Damion:** ...Please don't tell.

**Ralph:** Oh, I won't. Believe me, I'm not a savage. I'd rather die than let them punish you for their dirty work.

**Damion:** Much obliged.

(Once the two brothers went back to bed, we cut to the inside of the sewers, where the dog from school was seen sniffing the invention Damion tossed away, taking a bite out of it before being shocked)

*To be continued...*

### Part 2

(The screen was pitch-black, but we still heard animalistic panting. The screen opened a little bit in the style of a human eye, soon completely opening to a brown dog)

"Hello!"

**Damion:** AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

(His scream was so loud that it scared away birds and caused the screen to shake as it was zoomed out to his house. He covered his mouth once he realized what he was doing, and his parents surprisingly didn't go to check. Must be deep sleepers)

"Hi, what's your name?"

**Damion:** (He whispered) D-Damion...

"Damion? Nice name!"

**Damion:** (He was baffled, touching his face with eyes of shock) I-It worked...

"I am dog."

**Damion:** (He gasped) Oh no.

"What?"

**Damion:** This is bad... if they see you, then...

"So we gotta bust out? Gotcha!"

**Damion:** Wait, no-

(The dog opened the window and hopped out, bringing Damion with him. Once he closed it, the mutt ran off around the block at high speeds with Damion holding on for dear life)

**Damion:** (He still whispered) Stop! Heel! Desist! Cease! Something!

"Okay!"

(He came at a stopping point, sitting on all fours as he accidentally sends Damion flying into Matt's window. He broke right through, and landed on his wall. Matt woke up, but surprisingly wasn't scared at all)

**Matt:** Hey, Dames! Came over for a sleepover, huh?

(Damion was too unconsious to say anything, as the dog appeared right next to him)

"Hi!"

**Matt:** Ahh! (He jumped off of his bed and landed on the floor in fright) Wait... you're the dog I saved at the school! ...Wait, you can ta-

"Yeah! You're that guy who saved me from the big-nosed man!"

**Matt:** Big-nosed...? Oh, Mr. Wiley!

"So the big-nosed man is Mr. Wiley?"

**Matt:** Yeah!

(Soon, Damion woke up a tad startled)

**Damion:** Oh, this is bad! This is really, really bad!

**Matt:** It's only bad when you see it like that. When you look at it good, it all goes away.

**Damion:** No, Matt, this is *actually* bad. If my parents find out I'm missing, I'll be gruesomely punished!

**Matt:** Well then, looks like we have a mission to complete. Okay. Dog!- ...You got a name?

"No. I don't remember. Maybe I can be named..."

**Matt:** Rufus?

"Nah."

**Matt:** Roger?

"Nah."

**Matt:** Barfey?

"Hmm.... nah."

**Matt:** What about-

"Birch!"

**Matt:** ...'Birch'?

"Yeah, Birch uh.... (He looks around, seeing a fence and a skeleton) ...fetch... bone. Yeah! Birch Fetchbone!"

**Matt:** Unique. I like it! Alright then, *Birch*, let's get Damion home!

**Birch:** Yeah! ...Wait, what?

(We then skip to a scene where the three are next to a garage)

**Matt:** Okay, here it is! The old Matt Machine!

(We then see a realistic close-up of a broken-down bike)

**Damion:** Yeah, I can see why you call it old.

**Matt:** We need a new vehicle then. What to use? (He starts thinking)

**Damion:** Um... Matt?

**Birch:** (Hacking up something)

**Matt:** Not now, Damion, I'm thinking.

**Damion:** Matt!

**Matt:** Okay, maybe a car... no, we're not old enough... hmm...

**Damion:** Uh-oh...

**Birch:** (He starts having hiccups, at least until he finally pukes out something. It was a shopping cart covered in slobber and stains)

**Matt:** (He looks back at Birch, amazed) That's it! (He puts his hand on the cart until he feels slobber and releases it) This will be our- yuck! ...That needs some cleaning.

(A cutscene later, we can see Damion cleaning the shopping cart, and Birch emptying trash cans to look for material as Matt guides them through his well-thought instructions. Birch taped fire extinguishers to it until Damion took them off, shaking his index finger as we cut to him turning it into machinery)