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[Start with a zoom in towards the castle. Cut to the kitchen. Puppycorn is laughing, chasing a basketball around, knocking over the garbage can as he chases it. Dr. Fox has a laser beam behind her, with various food tins and sloppy overturned ones behind her, as a green cloud bursts out of the tray. Unikitty is painting, with various splatters on her. Hawkodile is eating a large breakfast, shoving three pancakes into his mouth at once. Cut to Unikitty.]

Unikitty: (Slopping the paintbrush around the canvas, scattering paint.) A little dash of this, a little dash of that, and just for good measure… (Runs off. Cut to her with a can of paint.) One more splat!

[She throws the contents of the can onto the canvas, while throwing the can of paint backwards. Pan over to Richard, who is mopping up the spilled paint near the canvas. Cut to Hawkodile, still eating, with various dirty plates on the table.]

Hawkodile: Gotta carbo-load… (Shoves more pancakes into his mouth.) These fists need power!

[He pumps his fists up in the air, knocking the dirty plates off. Cut to the floor, as Richard quickly rushes under the table, catching the dirty plates with his head. He floats off to the sink, which is loaded with plates covered in green slime, dropping the plates into the sink. Cut to the pile of rotten food containers, which Richard flies to, scooping up one with his head and getting slime on it. He floats past Dr. Fox, who opens up one of the containers. Cut to the container, which is filled with green slime and half-eaten food, as stink lines pour out of it. Cut to Dr. Fox, who clicks a button on a voice recorder.]

Dr. Fox: This is leftovers preservation field test 15.

[She puts on a pair of goggles. Cut to the controls of the laser beam, where Dr. Fox presses a “Beam” button. Cut out to Dr. Fox, as the laser beam zaps the tray, causing a green mushroom cloud to burst out with a wheeze. Dr. Fox walks towards the tray, taking off her goggles and looking inside it. It is now entirely filled with a lighter green slime, which moans, tentacles forming out of it and reaching towards Dr. Fox.]

Dr. Fox: (Sweating.) Uh, oh! (Pulls out her recorder and talks into it.) It appears the preservation rays have activated the food growth cells!

[Dr. Fox rushes to the fridge, holding the tray.]

Dr. Fox: I’ll deal with this later.

[She opens up the fridge, throwing the tray into it. Multiple slime-filled trays are already in the fridge. She slams the fridge door. Cut to Richard throwing containers into the garbage can. Various trash is near the can, which he starts to pick up. The basketball hits him on the head, causing him to drop the garbage back onto the floor.]

Puppycorn: (Offscreen.) Nothin’ but net!

[Pan over to Puppycorn, who has a pile of garbage next to him. He throws a piece in the air. Cut to Richard, as the garbage lands near him. A half-eaten pickle is soon thrown towards him, as Richard reacts in shock, splattering it on the wall. Various other trash is thrown as Puppycorn continues.]

Puppycorn: (Offscreen.) Swish! Hole in one! Goal! Home run!

[Richard grows wearing, scooping up all the garbage and placing it in the trash can.]

Unikitty: (Offscreen.) Rick!

[Richard looks over. Pan to Unikitty, who is presenting her canvas.]

Unikitty: Look what I did! (Spins the canvas around, revealing a painting of Richard with his mop.) I painted you!

[Unikitty jumps up, shooting out heart-shaped sparkle matter with hearts on her cheeks, as the camera zooms into the painting, which drips paint. Cut out to Unikitty.]

Unikitty: Oops! Forgot the sparkles!

[Unikitty flies up, flicking her tail, as she sends a cloud of sparkles to the painting. Richard flies in, holding a broom and coughing.]

Richard: It’s beautiful. (Coughs.) But excuse me, Princess, I have to do my chores.

[Richard starts sweeping. Cut to Unikitty.]

Unikitty: Rick, you’re always doing chores! (Flies up to Richard.) Don’t you wanna take a break?

Richard: I don’t need a break. This is my duty as caretaker of this castle!

[A banana peel is thrown, landing on Richard’s head.]

Puppycorn: (Offscreen.) Nothing but net!

[Richard floats off, as Unikitty floats back to her canvas, grabbing another can of paint.]

Unikitty: Okay! (Pouring paint onto the canvas and floor.) Well, I’ll make this extra amazing for you!

[Cut to Richard scrubbing at the dishes with a sponge. Cut to him with slime-filled cartons on the top of him and slime sticking to him, as he sprays with a disinfectant bottle onto the pile of cartons. An explosion offscreen shoots slime onto Richard, as he gags, sticking his tongue out. Cut to him scrubbing the floor with a sponge, slime still coating bits of him. He moans in pain. Cut to Richard slowly making his way towards the garbage can. He is crumpled over and moans in pain again. A piece of paper is near the garbage can, which Richard struggles to lift up. Cut to a closeup of Richard struggling, his face sweating. A cracking noise is heard as Richard’s eyes open up, bloodshot. Cut to Richard leaping up, screaming. Dr. Fox, Unikitty, Hawkodile, and Puppycorn are behind him, looking at him in shock and concern. Cut to Unikitty.]

Unikitty: Rick!

[Cut to Richard landing on the ground, moaning in pain. Puppycorn, Unikitty, and Dr. Fox rush in.]

Puppycorn: Oh, no!

Unikitty: Are you okay?!

Dr. Fox: Gimme room! I’m a doctor! (Zoom in on her, as she looks backwards, pulling out her recorder.) Sort of…

[Cut out to Dr. Fox and Richard. Richard is on the ground, shaking, while Dr. Fox puts a hand on him, stroking his head.]

Dr. Fox: What’s the matter, Rick? Did you bump your buns?

Richard: Well, actually, it’s my…

[Richard moans, turning around, revealing a crack running up his backside. The camera zooms in on the crack. Cut to behind Richard. Unikitty, Puppycorn, Dr. Fox, and Richard gasp in shock. Cut to Dr. Fox, as bandage sparkle matter shoots out around her.]

Dr. Fox: [screaming] You’ve broken your back!

[Cut to Hawkodile, as bone sparkle matter that snaps in half shoots out around him.]

Hawkodile: A back crack??

[Cut to Puppycorn, who leaps into frame, food sparkle matter shooting out of him.]

Puppycorn: A snack pack?!

[Cut to Unikitty, pain-related sparkle matter shooting out of her.]

Unikitty: A Rick break!?!

[Cut to Puppycorn, who tilts his head in confusion.]

Puppycorn: A butt crack?

[Cut to Unikitty, Puppycorn, Dr. Fox, and Hawkodile huddled together, watching Richard in fear.]

Richard: No, it’s nothing, I can still work… (Struggles to levitate, only to drop down and scream in pain, pain-based sparkle matter shooting from him.)

[Unikitty runs up to Rick, hugging onto him and rubbing his face, shushing him.]

Unikitty: Be still, my sweet little Richard. You’ve worked too hard!

[Cut to Dr. Fox.]

Dr. Fox: She’s right! I’m prescribing plenty of bedrest! (Pulls out a tube of ointment.) And this super-safe, untested healing ointment!

[Cut to a closeup of the tube of ointment, where a warning label with a skull and warning sign that says “Possible Side Effects” is seen. Dr. Fox squirts the ointment on Richard’s back.]

Dr. Fox: You should be better in no time! (Presses a bandage onto Richard’s back.)

Richard: (Turning around.) But, if I’m not taking care of the castle, what will I do?

[Cut to Unikitty and Richard.]

Unikitty: You’ve done enough, Rick. Let us help you for a change! (Bubble, soap bottle, and sponge sparkle matter shoots out of her.) We can clean the kitchen! (Sparkle matter pops.)

Richard: But Princess, you’ve never done it before. You’d probably just end up making more of a mess. I’ll just clean it when my back feels better…

Unikitty: Nonsense! I think we can handle this one little chore! I promise you, Rick, we will clean this kitchen the right way! The Rick way! (Eyes turn into stars as exclamation point, star, and heart-shaped sparkle matter bursts out of her. She presses her cheek onto the top of Richard’s head, easing him down into the floor.) Now you go get some rest! (Kisses Richard on the top of his head.)

[Cut to Richard’s room. He pops out from the top of the celling, painfully easing himself into his bed.]

Unikitty: (Offscreen, voice muffled.) You enjoy your time off, we’ll take care of everything! (Shattering noise is heard.) Whoops! (Singsong.) Feel better!

[Cut to the kitchen, panning through all of the mess. Cut to Unikitty, Puppycorn, Dr. Fox, and Hawkodile, who all make disgusted faces and noises. Cut to Unikitty.]

Unikitty: Okay, guys. Stay positive! If Rick can do it, we can do it!

[Cut out to Unikitty, Puppycorn, Dr. Fox, and Hawkodile.]

Unikitty: For Rick?

Puppycorn, Dr. Fox, and Hawkodile: (Rick-shaped sparkle matter shooting out.) For Rick!

[Cut to Hawkodile, in a boxing pose.]

Hawkodile: Lemme take on those dishes! (Rapid punching back and forth.) I’ll punch that grime into pulp!

[Cut to Dr. Fox.]

Dr. Fox: If the fridge needs cleansing, I could always sterilize it! (Pulls out a flamethrower.)

Unikitty: (Flying in, pushing the flamethrower away.) No-no-no-no! No punching, no fire! We gotta do this the Richard way!

[Her eyes contain images of Richard as sparkle matter shoots out of her like a fountain. Cut to Unikitty.]

Unikitty: Which is why I will the floor with… (Holds up a kitchen sponge.) a sponge!

[Cut out to Unikitty, Dr. Fox, and Hawkodile.]

Hawkodile: I dunno. (Crosses arms.) Sounds really boring.

[Cut to Unikitty, who puts the sponge away behind her.]

Unikitty: Aw, come on, guys! You just gotta get into the Richard spirit! Like this!

[Her head pops off of her body. Cut to the garbage can, as Unikitty’s head, now without her pupils, picks up paper surrounding it and puts it in the garbage can.]

Unikitty: (Imitating Richard.) Uhh, I’m Richard! I love chores! Work, work, work! (Stops imitating him, head returns to normal.) See? (Body walks towards her head, attaching back.) Easy!

[Pan to Unikitty and Puppycorn.]

Puppycorn: Oh! I gotcha sis! Like this?

[Puppycorn skips off. A splatter of paint hits the wall.]

Puppycorn: (Offscreen, muffled.) I’m Rick!

Unikitty: Uh…

[Unikitty flies over to Puppycorn, who is placing his face up and down in a pile of paint.]

Unikitty: Actually, little bro, I got a special job for you!

[Puppycorn digs his head into the paint, and then pulls it out, looking towards Unikitty. Paint is splattered onto the front of his face.]

Puppycorn: Yeah?

Unikitty: Yeah! Uh…

[Unikitty flies off. Cut to her picking up a crumbled piece of paper off of the floor. She pops up.]

Unikitty: You’ve gotta...throw out this (Holds paper up.) one piece of trash!

[Cut to Unikitty and Puppycorn. Unikitty drops the piece of paper onto the grown between her and Puppycorn, who shakes his tail.]

Puppycorn: (Exclamation point sparkle matter shooting out of his head.) Got it!

[Cut to Dr. Fox and Hawkodile. Unikitty flies in, holding a bottle of spray cleaner and a bottle of soap, which she throws at the two and they catch.]

Unikitty: Okay! Let’s get cleaning! (Purple hearts fill her eyes, as she pulls out the sponge and Richard-shaped sparkle matter shoots out.]

[Cut to Richard in his room. He blinks for a while as the room is quiet. Cut to him in his bed.]

Richard: Okay. Relax. Don’t do chores. (Inhales through his nose and exhales through his mouth.)

[Richard looks to his record machine. Cut to him placing a record onto the machine. Cut to Richard on his bed, sighing in relief as it plays.]

Record: (In a female voice, British accent.) Chapter One: The History of the Paperclip. There’s no more thrilling story than the paperclip…

[Cut back to the kitchen, at the sink. Hawkodile leaps up from under it, yelling. He grabs the soap bottle.]

Hawkodile: Okay, time to clean the dishes: the Rick way! (Cut to the soap bottle.) But how?

[Zoom in on a label on the bottle, which reads “Fights grease!”.]

Hawkodile: (Offscreen.) Fights grease, huh? (Cut to him.) I like the sound of that! All right, Mr. Sudz, let us do soapy battle! (Brandishes the soap bottle into the air as it shines.) For Rick!

[Hawkodile sets the soap bottle onto the counter, near a dirty dish and mug.]

Hawkodile: (Offscreen.) Now go! Fight that grease!

[The soap bottle falls down sideways with a squeak. Cut to Hawkodile.]

Hawkodile: Mr. Sudz! Why won’t you fight?!

[Cut to the fridge. Dr. Fox wobbles in, wearing a yellow HAZMAT suit. She takes a laser blaster and carves a circle into the door of the fridge. Cut to the inside of the fridge, as the whole presses its way out, falling into the fridge. The inside of the fridge has various icicles and slime piles, with mold spores flying throughout the air. Dr. Fox looks in. Pan out to the full view of the fridge, where containers sit on the shelves.]

Dr. Fox: Oh, wow! (Steps into the fridge, turning on her shoulder light.) It’s bigger in here than I thought!

[Dr. Fox’s words echo. Fade to her walking through the fridge, shining her light on a wall of cartons. Pan to her sliding down a rope into a crevice made of cartons, with a dinosaur skeleton formed inside one of them. Cut to Dr. Fox.]

Dr. Fox: Whoa! (Picking up a mold spore in the air.) Mold counts are through the roof! I guess I should start cleaning sector by sector…

[Dr. Fox slides down the rope the rest of the way. Cut to the bottom of the rope, where she lands. She pops up, spraying at a slime growth with the cleaning bottle, scrubbing at it with a sponge. Pan to a slime mound behind her, which starts to shift. Cut to behind Dr. Fox, as a roaring sound is heard. Dr. Fox continues to clean, scratching at her bottom. Cut to the piece of paper on the floor, which Puppycorn slides his face next to.]

Puppycorn: (Exhaling.) Okay, Puppycorn, you got this! (Cut to him staring at the piece of paper in a downwards dog position, wagging his tail. He turns around to his tail, gasping.) Hey, who’s that? (Stands up, looking at his tail.) I see you! (Starts chasing his tail.) You can’t get away from me this time!

[Puppycorn runs offscreen, chasing his tail. Cut to Unikitty. Her sponge is in the paint on the floor. Puppycorn runs behind her, chasing his tail, laughing.]

Unikitty: All right, floor time! This will be a piece of cake! (Puts her front paws on the sponge, trying to move it back and forth, but it sticks to the paint. Close cut to her, as she makes disgusted noises.)

[Cut to the sponge, which wobbles back and forth, but does not move in the paint, as the paint starts to creep along the sides of it. Cut to Unikitty, who groans, as disgust-themed sparkle matter shoots out.]

Unikitty: This is gross and boring! (Leaps away from the sponge, landing in another puddle of paint behind her.) Huh? (Tries to peel herself from the puddle of paint, getting stuck in it. She falls sideways, getting her head stuck into the first puddle, which she tries to pull herself from.) How does Rick even do this?! (Roars, turning into Angry Kitty.)

[Cut to Richard, still sitting in his bed, listening to the record.]

Record: The paperclip rebellion of the early…

[Thumping shakes the room, causing Richard to look up, while Unikitty roars.]

Richard: Hm…maybe I should check on them…

[Cut to the wall on the side of Richard’s bed. Unikitty as Angry Kitty bursts in through the wall, roaring with skulls in her eyes, causing Richard to scream. Unikitty turns back to normal, looking at a shocked Richard.]

Unikitty: No-no-no-no, everything’s fine, you stay in bed, doctor’s orders!

[She grabs onto a picture of the wall behind Richard’s bed, placing it over the hole. Rubble falls from the celing. Cut to the record player.]

Record: General Meredith von Paperclippington and her guerilla forces pushed farther and farther into…

[A piece of rubble hits the record player, causing it to skip.]

Record: Farther and farther…farther and farther…farther and farther…farther and farther…farther and farther…farther and farther…

[The record continues to skip. Richard sighs, floating up to fix the player, only to scream in pain, pain-based sparkle matter shooting out of him.]

Richard: My back!

[He falls onto the bed. As the record skips, he moans. Cut to the soap bottle on the counter, as Hawkodile massages its shoulders.]

Hawkodile: Okay. You’re going to go in there and give it everything you’ve got. (Cut to him.) You were made for this! Dish toss!

[Hawkodile throws a dirty dish into the air. He catches it, slamming the soap bottle into the side of it. Cut to him.]

Hawkodile: Huh?

[Cut to him hitting the plate again. He moves the soap bottle and stares at the dish.]

Hawkodile: Why isn’t it fighting the grease?! (Turns to the soap bottle.) What’s wrong with you?!

[Cut out, Hawkodile starts to smack the dish with the soap bottle again. He starts to shove the top of the bottle onto the dish.]

Hawkodile: Why are you… (Cut close.) Why are you still dirty?!

[Hawkodile yells, on his knees, holding the plate and bottle up in the air. Cut to Puppycorn, still chasing his tail and happily panting.]

Puppycorn: Wow, you’re so fast! (Growls, biting down on his tail. Pain-based sparkle matter shoots from him.) Ow! Somebody bit me! (Runs away.) Run away!

[Cut to the garbage can, with the piece of paper still next to it. Puppycorn jumps into the garbage can.]

Puppycorn: (Offscreen, echoing.) Eww, this place smells gross! I’m out of here! (Puppycorn leaps, only a part of his horn is seen from the trash can, causing it to shake.) Next time! (He jumps again, only his horn is seen, shaking the can again.) Almost there! (Jumps again, only showing some of his horn again, shaking the can again.) Ooh, hey, there’s really cool stuff in here! (The can starts to shake and rattle.)

[Cut to Dr. Fox in the fridge. The sound of the slime creature is behind her. She turns around, walking further. Cut to her walking further into the fridge, spraying the bottle in the air. A moaning noise is heard, causing her to turn around. A minifigure citizen is trapped in a slime wall.]

Minifigure citizen: Please…clean me…

[Cut to Dr. Fox, who has exclamation points around her.]

Dr. Fox: Oh my gosh! (Pulls her bottle out, running towards him.) Hold on, I’ll save you!

[Cut to the citizen.]

Minifigure citizen: Oh, thank you! I…

[A tentacle grows from the wall, going towards the citizen. Cut to Dr. Fox, as exclamation points surround her and she gasps.]

Dr. Fox: Tentacle!

[Cut to the citizen, who turns to the tentacle in shock.]

Minifigure citizen: Huh? (The tentacle wraps around him.) Whoa! You did your best! (The tentacle pulls him into the wall.)

[The wall puckers, sending a suction of slime out. It latches onto Dr. Fox’s suit mask. She screams, yanking the suction off, as she runs. Cut to her running, as a slime tentacle grows from behind her. It lashes out, pinning her down and pulling her up.]

Dr. Fox: No-no-no-no-no! No!

[Cut to Unikitty. She is sliding sideways through the paint, spreading it.]

Unikitty: Dumb mess floor! (Eyes start to shine.) How could Richard ever clean this up?! How?! (Starts to sob. She stops, lifting herself up.) What do I do? I can’t break my promise to Rick, he’ll be Rick-broken and heartbroken! (Reaches offscreen, pulls the painting of Rick towards her.) Sorry, Rick, we all failed. The chores were too much…

[Fade to Hawkodile, who is sobbing, continually punching the dirty plate with the dish bottle. Fade to Dr. Fox, who is captured by the tentacle, while others surround her. She is screaming, spraying at the tentacles with the spray bottle. Fade to the garbage can. Puppycorn continues to try and jump out of it, still shaking the can. Fade back to Unikitty, still holding the painting. She hugs onto the painting, as glitter falls from it and onto the floor. Unikitty looks down at the floor.]

Unikitty: Ooh, sparkles! (Stands up, gasping.) Of course! (Pulls the painting towards her.) If we can’t clean the kitchen Rick’s way… (Ducks down, coming back up with an armful of paints and paintbrushes.) then we’ll have to do it our way!

[Her voice echoes, as a superimposed version of her head flashes out from her own. Cut to Hawkodile, who has the plate on the floor and weakly throws the bottle at it. The superimposed Unikitty head passes him, still echoing. He suddenly jumps up in alertness.]

Hawkodile: Oh. Unikitty’s right, Mr. Sudz! (Cut to the bottle, while Hawkodile pokes his head in.) Tag out! (Taps the bottle with his fist. Cut to him standing.) I’ll fight the grease! (He throws a dirty plate up in the air. Cut to him punching in the air. The dish connects with his fist, as all the grime falls off of it. The dish lands on the shelf and sparkles. Cut to Hawkodile, as his sunglasses shine.) Cleanliness is served.

[Cut to Dr. Fox. She is still grasped by the tentacle, as another one slaps her with a fish on the head.]

Dr. Fox: Get away from me, you fish!

[Dr. Fox shoves the tentacle away, as Unikitty’s superimposed head passes through her, still echoing. Dr. Fox blinks in alertness, grabbing the squirt bottle form behind her and throwing it. She the grabs her flamethrower and turns it on. Pan up to Dr. Fox.]

Dr. Fox: It’s time to get toasty!

[Cut out to Dr. Fox, as she screams, blasting away at a tentacle. She blasts the tentacle holding her, causing it to drop her. Dr. Fox lands in a three-point land. She blasts a tentacle coming towards her without looking, twirling the flamethrower. She blasts two other tentacles, screaming, as she jumps up, blasting a third one. Cut to Unikitty, who is moving a paintbrush below her.]

Unikitty: A little paint on this, a little glitter on that…(Cut the paintbrush painting a smiley face.) Gonna fix the floor with a few more splats! (Cut to Unikitty.) We’re about to make your day, Rick!

[Cut to Richard. He is lying in his bed, which still has rubble on it, looking unimpressed.]

Record: Farther and farther…farther and farther…farther and farther…farther and farther…farther and farther…farther and farther…

[The record continues to skip. Cut to Richard, who grabs a piece of rubble and throws it at the record player, as it skips again.]

Record: Fart…fart… fart…

[Cut to Richard, as the record continues to skip.]

Richard: Okay, that’s it. (Strains, starts to lift himself up as he sweats. A cracking noise is heard, as he gasps.) Oh! My back feels fine! (Turns around, as the bandage falls off of his back, as his back shines.)

[Richard flies up to his mirror, sighing in incredulous relief.]

Richard: My back! (Turns around.) It’s fixed!

[Cut to a room in the castle. Richard rises up into it.]

Richard: Princess? Hello? (Starts to float forwards.)

[Cut to Unikitty, still painting and humming to herself.]

Richard: (Offscreen.) I’m feeling better!

Unikitty: (Sparkles surrounding her.) Rick’s better, hooray! (Sparkles disappear as she reacts in shock.) Wait, I mean, oh, no! (Face briefly shrinks.) Is everybody done?!

[Cut to Hawkodile holding a stack of plates. He punches the plates, grabbing another stack, which both fly into the shelf. Hawkodile lands on a seat in the table, as a vase of flowers and teapot land on it. He catches a teacup with his pinky out. He sips the tea and sighs in relief. Cut to Dr. Fox backing towards the hole in the fridge, blasting her flamethrower throughout. Cut to inside the kitchen near the fridge. Dr. Fox jumps out, flames shooting in the fridge.]

Dr. Fox: The fridge has been cleansed!

[Cut to Unikitty, who has cans of paint near her and is holding a paintbrush, which she sloshes on the ground.]

Unikitty: And…done! I did it!

[Hawkodile pops in, holding his teacup.]

Hawkodile: Nice job, Princess!

[Dr. Fox pops in, still wearing her HAZMAT suit.]

Dr. Fox: Now all that’s left is…

Unikitty, Dr. Fox, and Hawkodile: (In shock.) Puppycorn!

[Cut to the trash can, as Puppycorn is heard snoring, sleep-based sparkle matter flying from the trash can. Unikitty, Dr. Fox, and Puppycorn rush up to the can. Cut to inside the can, where the three look in. Cut to the trash can, where Puppycorn is asleep. Cut to outside of the trash can, where Hawkodile holds the sleeping Puppycorn.]

Unikitty: Puppycorn! Did you do your chore?

[Puppycorn wakes up screaming, as his body spirals around.]

Puppycorn: What? Yeah? No? Huh?

[Cut to the four of them, as it focuses on the piece of paper. Cut to Puppycorn.]

Puppycorn: Oh, I can’t do this, sis! Why did you give me the hardest job?!

[Cut to Unikitty and Puppycorn.]

Unikitty: You have to do it, buddy! For Rick! (Flies to the piece of paper.) Here, let me help you.

[Unikitty reaches for the piece of paper. Puppycorn slaps her paw away and picks up the piece of paper. Cut to Puppycorn holding onto the paper, with Unikitty flying above him.]

Puppycorn: No. It’s my chore to trash this trash! Nothing…but…net!

[Puppycorn throws the piece of paper like a basketball. Cut to the paper flying out of his hands in slow motion. Cut to Unikitty looking up in slow motion. Cut to Hawkodile and Dr. Fox looking up in slow motion. Cut to the paper flying through the air in slow motion. Cut to Puppycorn, as it slowly zooms onto him, his shocked expression turning into a smile. Cut to Hawkodile, Dr. Fox, Puppycorn, and Unikitty. The piece of paper stops at normal time, falling halfway from the trash can. Cut to Puppycorn and Unikitty.]

Puppycorn: Huh? (Picks up the piece of paper.) Nothing but net!

[He throws the piece of paper like a basketball again. Cut to Hawkodile and Dr. Fox near the trash can. The paper hits the trash can, but bounces backwards. Cut back to Puppycorn and Unikitty, Puppycorn picks the piece of paper up again and aims like a basketball.]

Puppycorn: Nothing but net!

[The paper hits the bottom of the basket, bouncing it back. Cut to the paper hitting the rim of the basket, circling out.]

Puppycorn: (Offscreen.) Nothin’ but net!

[Cut to Puppycorn, who screams loudly, as his facial features pop off of him. Cut to Richard floating through the halls.]

Richard: Hello? Guys? (Cut to his back, as he heads towards the kitchen door.)

[Unikitty pops through the doorway, gasping. Cut to Puppycorn, holding the piece of paper. Unikitty flies in.]

Unikitty: Puppycorn! Rick’s almost here!

[Zoom in on Puppycorn, who gasps in alert.]

Puppycorn: Okay!

[Pan out to Puppycorn, who jumps up for a slam dunk.]

Puppycorn: Nothing…but…net!

[He slams the piece of paper down. The paper flies through the air as Unikitty looks in shock. Cut to Richard floating towards the doorway, humming. Cut to the paper flying through the air, as Hawkodile and Dr. Fox watch. Cut to the two of them, as they nervously sweat. Cut to Richard floating towards the doorway from the same position, still humming. Cut to the rim of the trash can, as the paper bounces around it and then up. Cut to Richard floating towards the doorway from the same position, still humming. Cut to Puppycorn, who nervously chews on his front paw. Cut to the piece of paper, which bounces back and forth inside the garbage can’s rim. Cut to Unikitty, who nervously shakes and sweats. Cut to the trash can, as the piece of paper jumps out, as Dr. Fox, Unikitty, Puppycorn, and Hawkodile’s heads surround it, gasping. The piece of paper lands near Unikitty and Puppycorn, as Richard floats into the doorway.]

Richard: There you all are.

[Unikitty and Puppycorn scream, exclamation points surrounding them. Puppycorn sticks his tongue out, slurping up the piece of paper into his mouth.]

Unikitty and Puppycorn: Rick!

Puppycorn: (With his mouth stuffed.) So, how ‘bout this kitchen, huh?

[Pan through the kitchen, which is sparkling. Richard gasps in amazement.]

Richard: (Offscreen.) It’s spotless!

[Cut to Richard and Unikitty.]

Unikitty: Of course it is! We cleaned the whole thing! (Points to the floor.) And added a little something extra!

[Cut to a bird’s eye view of the kitchen. A painting of Unikitty hugging Richard with hearts surrounding them is on the floor.]

Richard: Well, that’s new.

[Cut to Richard and Unikitty.]

Unikitty: Glad you’re feeling better, Rick.

Richard: Thank you, Princess. Thanks to all of you. I’m very surprised and very proud.

Unikitty: (Hugging Richard.) Oh, thanks! Cleaning’s a lot harder than I thought, thanks for always taking care of our mess!

Richard: Of course, Princess. It’s my duty. Though it wouldn’t hurt to clean up after yourself once and a while.

[Cut to Hawkodile, Richard, Dr. Fox, Unikitty, and Puppycorn. Unikitty, Dr. Fox, Hawkodile, and Puppycorn laugh, walking out. Puppycorn leaps back in.]

Puppycorn: (Mouth still full.) Hey, Rick! Have you seen my basket—

[Puppycorn spits out the piece of paper, as it hits the shelf. An avalanche of dishes falls out of it The broken dishes slide to the cans of paint, which has Puppycorn’s basketball on top of it. The paint cans fly into the fridge, breaking open the hole. The minifigure citizen pops out of the hole.]

Minifigure citizen: I’m free!

[A slime tentacle reaches out of the fridge and pulls him back in, screaming. Cut to the mess in the kitchen, as the ball bounces to Puppycorn. Cut to Richard and Puppycorn.]

Puppycorn: Oops!

[Puppycorn rushes out with his basketball. Richard wordlessly stuffs himself into the garbage can.]