Serenifi: Great Scott! Part II: Scene 2
(Cut to the middle of a... Sky-street, where a bunch of cars fly by, before we see some sparks, followed by the Blockbuster making it's way into the sky. Cut back inside the store.)
Tranquility: Alright Lexi, what's going on? Where and/or when are we?
Lexi: August 27, 1984.
Tranquility: What?
Lexi: We're in the future, Trank! As if these inexplicably flying cars weren't enough for you! August 27, 2047.
Agony: Wait, we're in the future? We can see ourselves getting married! Unless you meet another female skunkette/coyote, and take after your parents... Better find out! (Gets zapped by a device held by Lexi.)
Tranquility: What'd you do to him?
Lexi: He was asking too much about your future. Remember our little talk in the last film? And don't worry, this is just a harmless sleep-induced thingamajig.
Tranquility: Then why'd you bring him at all?
Lexi: I'd tell you, but they already acknowledged that in the source material.
(Cut to the store landing in an alley, before cutting back inside.)
Tranquility: Will I need clothes in the future. Lex? Lexi: Don't worry, I got you covered. (Slaps four blurs onto the hybrid's nipples, vagina, and anus.) Perfect, you look just like your granddaughter.
Tranquility: So, what's it like in 2047?
Lexi: Well, ignoring the flying cars, they still run on gasoline, DVDs are now only exclusive to pawn shops and such, and we're still enemies with North Korea.
(Cut to Tranquility, standing there in silence.)
Lexi: But, look! We've got more Apple products and an "Ice Ace 20"!
(Cut to a store with the text: "Apple, Mac, and other Technological shit!", Next to a theater portraying a holographic animation of a saber-toothed inbred offspring of Wile E. Coyote, followed by the text: "ICE AGE 20: CAUSE WE'RE TOO LAZY TO DO ANYTHING ORIGINAL NOW!")
Lexi: Anyway, in just two minutes, order the Big-City-Slider Station, and we'll give you a free Slap Chop!
Tranquility: ........
Lexi: Sorry, I've been working on my Infomercial auditions... Now, in two minutes, head over there... (Points to a building with the words: "Pizza Hut: 2010s Edition!")... Order a large cheese pie with cheeseburger stuffed crust, here's a 1000... (Hands Tranquility a 1000 dollar bill with I'm-Not-Even-Gonna-Give-Away-His-Name-Anymore's face printed on.)... And wait for Texas Max. He'll ask you to do something tonight, and tell him no. Tell him you're out. No show. Ex-nay on the es-yay. Your daughter replied yes, and she went with them to abduct and sexually-assault a trio of teenage furries under the false impression that they're gonna just get a new XBOX OVER-9000 game, ruining your entire family. Then come back here and wait for me. Remember, don't do anything else. And I mean ANYTHING. Don't ask about the President, sports, or hand-drawn animation in cinema. Anything other than what I told you could get us in serious shit.
Tranquility: Got it. (Steps on a bug by accident, before looking at Lexi.)
Lexi: Except for that. Move on.
(Tranquility wanders down the street, observing Acme Acres: 2047 Edition.)
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To be continued...