Space Conflicts VIII/Transcript

Ginger (dressed like Lord Evil): *voice distorted* If you refuse to join me... You and Chip Trailblazer will be banished to the galaxy that's super-far away.

Hank: Lord Evil, I shall never join you.

Ginger: Your ship blew up and you're all alone. You don't have a choice.

Tom (dressed like Chip Trailblazer): Give it up, Lord Evil.

Ben (dressed like Roll-Bot): *beeps and whistles*

Ginger: Chip Trailblazer and Roll-Bot?

Tom: That's right, Lord Evil! You're outnumbered.

Ginger: *evil laughs*

Hank: Oh no! He's forcing me to fight on his side with his space magic. I'm sorry, Chip!

* beeping*

Ginger: Oh! Take that!

Angela: Ooh, fun astronaut costumes, everyone!

* all laugh*

Hank: "Astronauts!" Awesome joke, Angela!

Angela: Uh...

Tom: Wait, do you not know who we are?

Angela: I don't know, it looks like you're a spaceship captain and Ben is your little robot helper.

Ben: No, we are clearly dressed as the iconic characters from the Space Conflicts film franchise.

Ginger: Yah!

Ben: *beeps and whistles*

Tom: The premiere of the eighth movie is this weekend and I'm hosting it!

Angela: Oh, that's nice. I've never seen Space Conflicts.

Hank: *gasps*

Angela: I mean, I started the first one once, but I got tired and fell asleep.

* flashback of Angela asleep on the couch without seeing the first movie of Space Conflicts, and ends flashback*

Angela: It didn't seem that great.

Tom: Space Conflicts are my favorite movies of all time. How do you not know that?

Angela: Oh, um...

Tom: I thought you were taking this relationship seriously.

Angela: Wait, Tom. Don't fly away from me!

Tom: Waoooo!

Angela: Tom!

* theme song*

WimpyManHimself: I have wasted enough time reading this.