*Gator lies on the floor of his living room doing sit ups, Todd half pays attention to him but is far to distracted with the television and the controller in his hand*

" ... 25 ... 26 ... 27 ... Guy on your left ... 29 ... "

T: "Yuh huh thanks. 30 you can do it man, you're a machine."

"31 ... 32 ... Thanks for your words of encouragement Todd. 34 ... What are you playing anyway?"

T: "New Call of Duty."

"Is it like the others?"

T: "Yup. Apart from the double jump."

*Gator sits up and scrambles to the couch*

"Double jump!? Ah shit lemme have a go!"

T: "NO! Wait your own turn."

"Fuck you! I probably paid for the damn thing."

*The pair shove and fight trying to grab at the control, mumbled insults coming from them. Gator grabs the controller and snatches it away from Todd's chubby grasp, knowing he can't overpower Gator, Todd punches Gator's groin*

"OOFPH!"

*Gator grabs his pride and joy but keeps a hold of the controller, when Todd tries to grab at it Gator smacks him away with the side of the controller, knocking Todd to the floor. Gator in a fit of rage grabs the wire and begins to strangle Todd with it. His face turns red and purple as Gator pulls on the wire, Todd's fingers gingerly grip on the X-Treme Box and Todd grabs a hold of it pulling the console towards him, ripping out the wires and throwing it backwards into Gator's head, he loosens his grip of the controller wire as the console smashes against his noggin and Gator stumbles off Todd who catches his breath*

T: "I huh knew we should have gotten the wireless controller. Whew."

*Gator looks up at Todd as he is slumped against the couch, he starts to chuckle*

"That was pretty good. See, and you say I don't train you."

T: "That was wrestling training?"

"That's what I'm calling it."

*Gator gets to his feet and pats Todd on the shoulder, looking at the mess they've made but they both look up when the ceiling loudly creaks. And again. The ceiling busts open and the pair duck out of the way looking at the large green pipe that has exploded through the ceiling*

"Odd..."

*A small wide eyed boy pops his head out of the pipe, dangling upside down looking at Gator and Todd. Todd lets out a slow, drawn out 'arrrrrrr' as Gator looks dumbfounded*

"Nope."

*Gator shakes his head looking around the room as Todd still quietly screams his eyes locked on the large headed teenager*

"Where's my gun? Or a hammer, since I'm playing fucking whack-a-mole now."


"Please don't."

T: "It talks! Gator! Gator it talks!"

"Yes it's fucking adorable now help me find that goddamn hammer."


"NO! I need your help."

*Gator stops searching as the character hops out onto the floor and dusts himself off, Gator and Todd look at him as it examines the broken console*

"You need my help?"


"What happened to this console?"

T: "I uh smashed it over Gator's head."


"What!? WHY!?"

T: "To save my life."

"I wasn't gonna kill you Todd, stop being such a drama queen."


"Why would you smash a console? That's someone's home."

T: "Sorry?"


"You should be, I'm very disappointed Todd."

T: "How do you know my name?"


"Because Gator just said your name. Is he a bit slow?"

"He is. What do you need anyway? Todd, find my hammer please."

*Todd steps away looking for a hammer as Gator gets closer to the small figure*


"I'm Game Boy, we've met before right?"

"Yeah, War Games but I honestly just thought I was high. Never expected you'd break my damn ceiling."


"Yeah sorry about that but anyway come with me, I seriously need your help dude."

"... I'm trying to think of a reason not to go with you."


"You thought of one yet?"

"Give me a minute..."


" . If you come with me I'll get you a chaos emerald."

"Lead the way buddy!"

*Game Boy smiles and hops up to the pipe and shimmies up, Gator grabs a hold and pulls himself up and the pipe disappears. Todd runs back into the room holding a hammer*

T: "Found it- ... Aw."

*The footage fades to black*





Scenic Narfinex, beautiful isn't it? We look over the rolling green, green hills. The blue sky and smiling sun make the land seem all the more peaceful. Oh, a green pipe has popped from the ground, it would seem our hero has returned. A smiling Game Boy peeks his head out of the pipe and hops onto the grass, breathing in the clean air, as a masked figure follows him from the pipe, Game Boy! Watch out! That looks like a masked maniac to me.

"Jesus, what is this place?"


"Whosus?"

"It doesn't matter. Where am I?"


"This is my home. Narfinex! Great place isn't it :)"

"Yeah, it's sickening... Is the fucking sun smiling!?"

Game Boy chuckles and motions Gator to come along, he looks confused following GB looking around at the awe inspiring sight-

"Who the hell is that?"

. Hm .


"What?"

Strange. Can Gator here me?

"Yes I can, what the fuck is going on here? Gay Boy can you really not hear this shit?"


"No I can't. And stop using dragon shouts, it's rude."

"Dragon shouts? Whatever, I don't care. Mysterious voice, care to explain yourself?"

Well, the only explanation I can think of is that because you are not a resident of this place you can hear me. This is a video game technically so the player should hear me while the characters cannot.

"Makes sense. That's not going to be annoying."

Just try to block me out.

"I'll try."


"You gonna stop talking to yourself any time soon? Because it's weird. You're weird."

"I'm not weird. I'm unique."


"Snowflakes are unique, you're insane."

"I'm better than a snowflake, like a snowflake shuriken. That's on fire."


" . That is pretty cool. It doesn't make sense but it's really cool."

"It doesn't have to make sense. Come on, you live in a fucking Sega Megadrive game, nothing makes sense anymore."


"I'm pretty sure this is Super Nintendo actually."

The two continue walking as they talk, admiring the sights as they walk across the grass and hop across perilous drops onto floating rock islands making there way to Gretchin's shack.

"Who's Gretchin?"

Darn it!


"She's a crazy old witch. She told me to find the alligator by a river of tea leaves. I hate riddles and puzzles."

"Ditto."


"But, I saw you at XWF, you're called Gator, you live in Boston, Boston Tea Party. Put two and two together and here you are."

"Any idea why she wanted to see me?"


"Not a clue, she'll explain it when we get there . So . How's Urf?"

"How's Earth? That is one hell of a vague question... It's okay I guess. Lot of ups, lot of downs."


"Any examples?"

"Well the bad stuff, cancer, murderers but I can't say much on that matter, just awful human beings, world hunger and poverty... Todd. The good stuff, alcohol, Scarlett Johanssen, and my Scarlett too, beating up guys who deserve it."


"Sounds okay. We've got a bunch of cool stuff too, but I think Princess is the coolest."

"She hot?"


"No, she's not the Fire Queen. She's Princess. She's pretty."

"Cool."


"So, this Scarlett. Is she your girlfriend?"

"Yeah, she's the best. Way too good for a guy like me."

Game Boy looks back at Gator and smiles, before they know it the pair hit a dense forest and walk through the thick grass. Gator is trying to ignore me but looks like my voice is too harsh for his ears

"Nah you're cool, it's like Morgan Freeman-ish."

Oh, thank you. The two walk and walk and finally reach a small wooden shack in a clearing. GB gets to the door and turns the knob, the old wooden door creaks open and Gretchin looks up at our heroes. Game Boy enters, a smile from ear to ear as Gretchin raises an eyebrow at Gator who looks cartoonishly huge slouching in the shack, the straw roof brushing his head.


"Game Boy. Always a pleasure, who is this strapping young man."

"Yo. Sorry short stuff but I'm taken."


"This is Gator, the guy you told me to find. You remember the riddle right?"

Gretchin slowly blinks and looks at the two.


"I see. You got the riddle wrong again."

Awkward silence as Gator and Gretchin look at Game Boy. He face palms and sighs. The footage fades to black.