Everyone's Sick/Transcript

The following is a transcript for the first episode of Caleb!, "Everyone's Sick".

Transcript
(Intro)

(We fade to an exterior shot of Caleb's house during a partially cloudy day, then we cut to Caleb, Woody and Breadhead sitting on the couch, watching the news.)

News Reporter: Breaking news! There are currently rumors of a stomach bug... floating around the town. As of today, we do not know in the meantime if the rumors are true, but we have just gotten word that this particular bug has affected most of our fellow reporters, here at Channel 8 News. (silence for a few seconds before breaking down in tears) So lonely. I'm so goddamn lonely.

Woody: Man, nowadays the news is getting pretty depressing.

Breadhead: I know, right? It's been like that ever since that reporter with narcolepsy drowned in a tidal wave during his report on the 2016 Atlantic hurricane season. *sigh*

(All 3 look bored for a short period of time until we hear something off-screen in the distance.)

Caleb: What the hell was that?

Woody: I don't know, Caleb. It sounds like something's coming from the closet.

Breadhead: Yes yes, the closet!

(Caleb, Woody and Breadhead run up to the closet where we hear the sound getting louder. It sounds like clattering and a wolf-like creature snoring who suddenly wakes up due to the clattering.)

Caleb: Well... here goes nothing.

(Caleb, Woody and Breadhead open up the closet door where they find...Kiki Sionnach.)

Kiki: (as she wakes up) Oh, um...huh? What the-? (sees Caleb, Woody and Breadhead standing in front of her) Who are you three?

Caleb: Oh, of course! It would be rude of us not to introduce ourselves. My name is Caleb. Caleb O'Sullivan. (points out to Woody and Breadhead) And these are my two friends; Woody and Breadhead.

Woody and Breadhead: (in unison) Hello!

Kiki: Ohh! Well, (waves loftily) nice to meet you three. (gets up) And I would like you all to meet my mom.

(We see Kiki's mom, Adair Sionnach, sleeping on the boarded floor in front of Kiki.)

Kiki: Um, (starts waving at Adair) mom?

(Adair wakes up.)

Adair: Oh, huh? Aw, hello honey. Who are those three behind you?

Kiki: Oh, these are just my new friends.

Adair: (blushes) Aww! That's real nice.

Caleb: Hey Kiki, I wanna tell you something.

Kiki: Oh sure! (walks over to Caleb)

Caleb: (whispers in Kiki's ear) A few days ago, we heard of an abandoned house located near someplace called "GoAnimate City". Wanna go check it out?

Kiki: Yeah! That sounds like a lot of fun! (walks over to Adair) Hey mom, me and my new friends are gonna check out an abandoned house. Wanna come?

Adair: Oh, um... n-no no, I'll just stay here. Still a little tired. Not to mention that abandoned houses can give me the creeps. You just go and have your fun with your new friends.

Kiki: (grins) Thanks mom!

(We cut to outside the house where Caleb is getting everyone prepared in his car.)

Caleb: All right. Everybody ready? (spots Kiki) Hold on a minute...Kiki! (to Kiki) Um, Kiki? Is it alright for you if you ride in the back trunk? Just in case everyone gets a little crowded?

Kiki: (shrugs) Sure, no problem.

Caleb: (walks over to the back trunk and opens it) Okay, climb in!

(Kiki gets into the back trunk and makes herself comfortable.)

Caleb: Feel comfortable?

Kiki: (off-screen) Yep!

Caleb: Alright then, we're good to go.

(The car drives off and we fade to the car driving on the motorway. We cut to inside the car where we see Caleb driving as we start hearing slight moaning a few seconds later.)

Caleb: (confused) What the hell? (to Woody) Uh, Woody, can you check what's going on in the trunk please?

Woody: Okay, but I hardly believe anything's going on in there.

(Woody checks in the trunk to find Kiki laying on her back, holding and rubbing her stomach with both paws and moaning.)

Woody: Woah, Kiki! Are you okay?

Kiki: (weak) Huh? (turns her eyes over to Woody) Oh, yeah I'm fine. Just a little bit of carsickness, that's all.

Woody: Oh.. (gets back into his seat)

(The car finally arrives at the house. Caleb, Woody, Breadhead and Kiki all get out of the car and all walk over to the house's front door.)

Caleb: (rings the doorbell) Hello? Anyone in there?

Breadhead: Hmm, this house doesn't seem so abandoned to me.

(Faint footsteps are heard.)

Caleb, Woody and Breadhead: (in unison) What the hell?!?!

Kiki: (worried) What the freakin' doofus was that?!

Caleb: I don't know, Kiki! But I guess we gotta take our chances.

(The footsteps become louder and the door opens to reveal...Cameron Murphy from Cameron Murphy's Adventures in Go!Animate.)

Cameron Murphy: (greets the four visitors) Oh, hello there!

Caleb: Who...

Woody: ...the...

Breadhead: ...hell...

Kiki: (slaps her own face) ...are you?

Cameron Murphy: Oh, allow me to introduce myself...the name's Murphy. (camera zooms in) Cameron Murphy.

Caleb: Well okay then, Cameron. Nice to meet you.

Cameron Murphy: Nice to meet you too.

Caleb: Hold on. (mumbles to himself as he counts his fingers) This house...Cameron Murphy...the city...GoAnimate...heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyyy! I remember now! (turns back to Cameron) You're from your own TV show!!

Cameron Murphy: (cheers) That's me!

Caleb: And I understand that Toonami's currently airing reruns of that show, aren't they?

Cameron Murphy: Yes! But, you should also know that the real life version of myself stopped making new episodes for the show due to the original GoAnimate site going downhill.

Caleb: (hangs his head) Oh...that's too bad. And I also understand that your dad died during the cancellation of your show, right?

Cameron Murphy: Oh no my dad's not dead.

Caleb: He's not?

Cameron Murphy: Of course not! He's on vacation in Florida. I heard they're doing a bundle of DVD boxsets of my show, so he's gonna be there for a while. Hey, wanna hear a fun fact?

Caleb: Okay. (approaches Cameron)

Cameron Murphy: I used to live in the UK during my show's run, but since no new episodes are produced right now, I now live here in the good old United States. (points to the city behind him) In the NEW GoAnimate City. Because most GoAnimators are now using Business Friendly and GoAnimate for Schools. That's exactly what keeps the new city going!

Caleb: O...kaaay? Anyway, wanna come with us to my fucking house? We just met a new friend...and her mom, her name's Kiki by the way.

Cameron Murphy: (starts hyperventilating) Um, hello Kee...kee. Very...nice to, um...uh, meet you.

Kiki: (shakes Cameron's hand) Very nice to meet you as well, Cameron.

Cameron Murphy: (surprised) Oh, Jesus Christ, your paws are so soft and furry!! Like fabric softener! (calm after a three-second silence) All right, let's go.

Caleb: Alright Cam, before we go, I get worried about my car being overcrowded most of the time, so, could you make yourself comfortable in the trunk with Kiki for me?

Cameron Murphy: (thinking) Make myself comfortable? In the trunk? (happy) Okay then, it's a deal!

(Both Cameron and Kiki leap into the trunk as the car heads back home. We then cut to inside the trunk where Cameron has now fallen asleep, but he then wakes up when he hears a growl.)

Cameron: (shocked) What the hell was that?

(Cameron leans over to find that it is Kiki's stomach. Kiki is shown in a discomfort state; she is holding her stomach as it growls continuously and calmly, she is moaning non-stop as it sounds like a wolf's howl, she turns over to her backside and leans on one arm, her paw on her other arm now patting her belly as she sighs, and a couple of seconds later, she rests both arms on her midsection and starts resting on her side. Also, her tail is wagging like crazy.)

Kiki: (to her stomach) Gugh...what is wrong with you today?

Cameron Murphy: Yo Kiki, feeling a little carsick?

Kiki: (lays on her other side) Yeah. I felt a bit like that on the way to your house, but I'm feeling a little worse now than I thought.

Cameron Murphy: Okay. Want me to rub your belly, for you?

Kiki: (weakly) Okay, thanks.

(Cameron approaches Kiki and starts rubbing her belly.)

Kiki: (sighs) That feels so comfortable now.

Cameron Murphy: I'm glad I could help. (pulls out a stethoscope) Hey, I got a stethoscope just in case I wanna hear your insides.

Kiki: Um, I think I want you to listen to my stomach, just to let you hear how I feel.

Cameron Murphy: (puts the stethoscope on Kiki's belly) Okay.

(Cameron starts listening to Kiki's stomach, and growling of discomfort starts ringing his ears.)

Cameron: Oh, my God, your stomach sounds like it's roaring! (notices Kiki's face) Oh God, Kiki, you're looking a little green.

Kiki: (as her face turns green) Huh? (starts to feel hot and sweaty) Oh, it's nothing. (reaches for her hat) It's probably just a bit of queasiness. (takes off her hat and her ears droop, she strokes them) Ooh, I must be feeling so hot and sweaty in here. *gulp* Why do I suddenly feel the urge to throw up? (puts a hand to her mouth) Mpmp!

Cameron Murphy: Whoa, my God! D'ya feel like you're gonna throw up?

Kiki: (shrugs with one arm) Mmmhmm...

Cameron Murphy: You wanna use your hat?

(Kiki, still holding her vomit, turns her eyes down to her hat, stares at it for two seconds, and turns her eyes back to Cameron.)

Kiki: (shakes her head) Mm-mmm.

Cameron Murphy: Okay, maybe later. (pats Kiki on her head) Poor you.

Kiki: (her green puke-filled cheeks suddenly blush) Nmmmmm... *muffled giggles*

(Kiki almost opens her mouth in embarrassment, but a sudden 'Urp!' nearly makes her lose her lunch, so she starts covering it again.)

Cameron Murphy: Woah, Jesus! That was a close one.

(Kiki nods and gives off a wearily smile. We shortly fade to Kiki, still covering her mouth and holding in her vomit, resting up on Cameron's legs, when she suddenly feels like letting it all out. This immediately makes her open her hat, ready for the contents of her stomach to be expelled. Luckily, she shakes her head, closes the hat and keeps it to herself for later. She then swallows her vomit down and now the vomit is safely inside of her stomach.)

Kiki: (wipes the sweat off her head) Phew!

Cameron Murphy: Woah Kiki, are you all right?

Kiki: (collapses from tiredness) I'm all right, Cam. Just had to keep it down. (her stomach growls again)

Cameron Murphy: (pats Kiki's belly) Well, I never saw a heravulpian like you hold in vomit for so long. It's a good thing you got your hat to let loose in.

Kiki: I know.

Woody: Hey Cam, I've been meaning to ask you something.

Cameron: Oh, and what's that?

Woody: I've been hearing what's going on here; all the belly rubs, you listening to Kiki's belly with a stethoscope and all that crap...you don't think that's fetish, do you?

Cameron and Kiki: (confused) Huh?

Cameron: What are you talking about?

Woody: Well, I'm starting to get worried about belly rubbing and all that stuff being considered fetish, so...yeah.

Kiki: Don't worry, Cam. I've got this. (to Woody) Okay, Woody, my main man. I can tell you that what's been going on here is not this "fetish" that you speak of. I've just been feeling way too carsick right now, I just need some rest once we get home.

Woody: Well, okay then. I'm glad you could take the time to convince me about this. (camera pans towards Woody during sinister music) Because, in my opinion, fetish just seems, uh...really, really, really, really really...weird. (gets back into his seat)

Breadhead: Wow. Seriously, Wooders, you need to settle down about this. 'Cos in my expert's opinion, I see nothing wrong with "fetish".

Woody: (slaps himself) Aw, you gotta be kidding me!

(Cuts back to Cameron and Kiki)

Kiki: Y'know, Cam, all this actually just made me realise something.

Cameron Murphy: Oh, really? What's that? (comes closer towards Kiki's sickly green face as Kiki starts to whisper in his ear)

Kiki: (whispers) I don't think I have carsickness.

(Cameron suddenly turns to the camera with a surprised expression during the dramatic stare from Kill Bill.)

(Cuts to a news report with Dad from The Brak Show as a news reporter)

Dad: Good evening, *insert town name here*! I am Dad from The Brak Show, currently filling in for the other reporter who is currently suffering from a deep depression due to the lack of reporters. I don't even know why the hell that's such a big deal. In tonight's news, rumours of the so-called stomach bug have been proven true, and it has just seeked its next victim: a heravulpian thingy named Kiara...Sionnach, (reveals Caleb's house) right here, in the house of Irish hero Caleb O'Sullivan. And we have just gotten word, that we are now about to go into a live report, from the man HIMSELF!! ... So let's hear what this "Caleb" man has to say from fellow reporter, Thomas Ridgewell. Shall we, O great viewers?

(We cut to live news feed of what is currently going on inside Caleb's house.)

Thomas Ridgewell: (off-screen) Dad, I am currently walking towards the room of Caleb O'Sullivan...right now. (enters Caleb's room) And now I have just entered the room, about to ask for a live report from what you prefer to call, "the man himself". (to Caleb) Caleb, do you have any news on the heravulpian's condition at this moment?

Caleb: Not at the moment, no. But I do have something to say; Kiki wants to say something to all the nice viewers out there. (camera pans to Kiki resting in bed) Kiki, do you have anything to say?

Kiki: (tired) Ye-yeah. Hello everybody. I hope you're wishing me well, to get better soon and everything.

(We cut to Edd and Matt (from Eddsworld) staring at the TV extremely closely when Tom comes into the apartment.)

Tom: Edd? Matt? What the hell is going on?

Edd: Shu-shu-shush! (continues staring at the TV)

(We cut back to the news feed showing Kiki in bed.)

Kiki: So, yeah. I'm really sick at the moment, and...I just heard from the news that I have some sort of stomach bug or something. These are really emotional times for me right now, and at least I got my hat in my hands for me to puke in.

Thomas Ridgewell: What!

Kiki: Nothing, nothing. Just, um....good night, everybody! (drifts off to sleep)

Thomas Ridgewell: Oookaaay, so- (notices that Caleb has left the room) What? Where's Caleb? Dad, where the hell's Caleb?

Dad: (shrugs) I don't know. It's like he just vanished into thin air.

Thomas Ridgewell: (off-screen) "Just vanished into thin air"? Come on, you gotta have a better excuse than that, you little Spanish bastard.

Dad: Woah, alright Tom, let's calm down for a moment, eh?

Thomas Ridgewell: Calm down? Who are you to tell me to calm down!?

(Thomas and Dad start to argue for a few seconds before we cut to Caleb walking towards the closet.)

Caleb: Um, excuse me, Kiki's mom?

(Adair is shown to be back to sleep.)

Caleb: Kiki's mom?

(Adair wakes up.)

Adair: (yawns) Oh, Caleb. It's you again. Oh, my name's Adair by the way.

Caleb: Okay..."Adair", your daughter Kiki's been feeling under the weather lately.

Adair: (becomes worried) Whaddaya mean?

Caleb: Well, short story; as soon as we left, Kiki felt a little carsick, and as we started to leave the house that I mentioned earlier, Kiki actually felt worse on the drive back home. Not only that, but Woody's starting to feel worried about our other new friend's "fetish".

Adair: Wait...you mean she- (races to Caleb's room) Aw, Jesus!!

(We cut immediately to inside Caleb's room where Adair runs towards Kiki, who is stillresting in Caleb's bed.)

Adair: Kiki, honey? Are you feeling all right?

Kiki: (wakes up) Huh? Oh, mom. It's you. You must be feeling a bit worried about me, aren't you?

Adair: Slightly.

Kiki: I know. Oh, and it's nothing huge. I'm just feeling a little queasy right now. I just heard from the news that I have some kind of stomach bug that's been going around lately.

Adair: (as she notices Kiki looking green at the face) I can tell. You're looking rather green at the face.

Kiki: I know. I originally thought it was carsickness, until now.

Cameron Murphy: (sitting next to Kiki) I think it's pretty cute when you're sick.

Kiki: *giggles*

Adair: (gets confused) Who are you?

Cameron Murphy: Huh? Oh yeah, I'm Cameron Murphy, but you can call me either Cameron or Cam if you like. You must be Adair, Kiki's mom, aren't you?

Adair: Yes I am. Tell you what, you can just stay here with Kiki for a while. I got something in mind. (leaves the room)

Cameron Murphy: Okay, you do that! (to Kiki) Hey Kiki, what do you wanna do just in case we get bored?

Kiki: Um, I think we should make a video about this. I want my viewers to know about my condition right now.

Cameron Murphy: (pulls out his iPad) Okay then. (goes to the Camera app) Alright, filming!

(In the Camera app's view on Cameron's iPad, we see Kiki laying in bed, still looking green at the face and holding her stomach.)

Kiki: Hey viewers, it's me, Kiki. As you can see, I'm not feeling too good right now. Why? Because I've currently been struck with a stomach bug. Let's just hope that you all don't get it too.

Cameron Murphy: Hello, Kiki's viewers, you may remember me from my own TV series. Hope you're all in Florida for that DVD boxset bundle.

Kiki: Hey Cam? Wanna feel my belly for my nice and caring viewers?

Cameron Murphy: Sure! (rubs Kiki's belly) Woah, your belly's so squishy and soft!

Kiki: (smiles) Hey, I'm a natural. (gags as dramatic build up music starts playing)

Cameron Murphy: Woah, you feel like you're gonna throw up again?

(Kiki is now covering her mouth again.)

Kiki: *nods* Mmm... (opens up her hat again)

Cameron Murphy: Looks like you got your hat ready, don't you?

Kiki: (nods again as her eyes tear up) Mmmhmm... (places one of her paws on her mouth and starts crying softly) *muffled crying*

Cameron Murphy: (strokes Kiki's belly as Kiki's other paw starts stroking it too) It's okay, it's okay. I'm here for you. Just let it all out in your hat. (hugs Kiki)

Kiki: (holding her hat and pressing it on her midsection) Mmmmmmmmmmmm... *slaps her mouth, suddenly feeling like blowing chunks* Mmf! *grabs her hat and puts it behind Cameron, groaning in a muffled fashion and opening up her hat once again, then inserts her sickly green head into her hat and throws up violently as the dramatic build up music dies down a bit* (coughs up saliva into her hat and sighs in relief)

Cameron Murphy: (thinking) What was that? (notices Kiki holding her puke-filled hat) Kiki?

Kiki: *cough* Ooh, it feels so relaxing to let that all out. (wipes the saliva off her mouth)

Cameron Murphy: Kee, we're still recording.

Kiki: (notices Cameron's iPad) Oh... *retch* Oooh..... not again.... (throws up in her hat again) *to the camera* Sorry for the technical difficulties, you guys. Still a bit nauseated. Oh, my poor stomach...ooohhhh my belly... Cam?

Cameron Murphy: (smiles in a surprised fashion) Huh?

Kiki: Can you- *stomach rumble* OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH. Can you...stop recording for now? Urp! I'm gonna be sick again...

Cameron Murphy: Okay. (directed at his iPad screen) Fellow viewers of Kiki Sionnach, it is time for us to end this video here. See you in another video for some updates on Kiki's condition. (stops recording) There we go. (gets startled by Kiki's facial expression) Yikes!

(As horror-like music starts playing in the background, Kiki's current facial expression shows her, again, looking green around the gills, both her paws pressed against her mouth, her cheeks perfectly round and literally filled with vomit, bits of her puke dripping out of her mouth and off her hands, and her puke-filled hat laying on her shirt. A bit of her dripping puke is also seeking to get on her shirt, and she wipes it off.)

Cameron Murphy: Jesus Christ, Kiki, you're worse than I would imagine!

Kiki: (muffled) Huh?

(Kiki's puke-filled hat almost tips over and spills her own vomit all over her, but Kiki notices this in shock and immediately closes it. She also suddenly takes one paw off her mouth and starts pressing on her belly then rubbing it in extreme discomfort.)

Cameron Murphy: (takes a look at Kiki's hat) Hmm...your hat seems to be overflowing, doesn't it?

Kiki: *nodding* Mmmhmm...mmmhmm. (wipes her head and hair with one paw)

(Kiki suddenly places her paw back onto her mouth, unable to hold it in anymore, and opens up her overfilled hat and heaves up a huge acid wave of vomit and puke. We then see her raise her head, with acidic stomach juices and vomit smeared all over her mouth, cheeks and face, now with bags under her eyes.)

Cameron Murphy: (shocked) Jesus.

Kiki: (weaker than before) Hat...too full. Overflowing. Not feeling...like...myself. Ugh.... (strokes her ears again) my ears...too droopy. I think...I'm going...to be sick...

(We cut to Caleb giving Adair some medicine for Kiki.)

Caleb: Here you go, this should probably do the trick.

Adair: (pleased) Thanks, Caleb!

(We slide to the next scene; Adair enters Caleb's room where Kiki is still resting in Caleb's bed.)

Adair: Kiki, honey? I think I've found a solution to your ailment. (notices Kiki's current condition) Oh, my God.

Kiki: (now with a darker green face) Oh...mom. I'm so glad you've come back. I'm feeling way worse now. (notices the medicine in Adair's hand) What's that?

Adair: Oh, just some medicine Caleb gave me to make you feel like yourself again.

Kiki: (starts shivering) Oh, really. What's in it?

Adair: Huh? (looks at the medicine bottle) I don't know. It doesn't say. (thinks of an idea) Hmm... Lemme taste test it to see how it tastes. (takes a spoonful of the stuff) Mmm.

Kiki: So, how's it taste?

Adair: I'm not really sure. Doesn't seem to taste like anything, actually.

(Suddenly, Adair's stomach bubbles and gurgles nauseously.)

Adair: Huh? (looks down at her gurgling belly and puts a paw on it and starts lightly patting on it)

Kiki: Mom? Are you okay?

Adair: I don't... *stomach lurch* ...know. (calls downstairs) Um, Caleb? What do you think was in the medicine you just gave me?

Caleb: (off-screen) I don't really know. It didn't say. Why do you ask?

Adair: Oh, nothing much. It's just that I just taste tested it, and- *moan* Ooh! I'm getting a little upset stomach right now.

(Adair walks over to a chair located next to Caleb's bed and sits down, cradling her poorly belly.)

Adair: Ooh, Kiki? Honey? (reaches for Kiki to hug her) I...I have a terrible upset belly... *belly groan* Oh, God...

Kiki: (strokes Adair in her belly) Now you know how I feel.

Adair: (feeling her stomach lurching) Ooh, Kiki? Can I take your head off my belly for a moment? (takes Kiki's head off her belly) Oh, my stomach... (puts her paw under her dress and rubs her queasy belly)

(We fade to Adair now stroking her belly as it gurgles in protest.)

Fading text underneath: A few minutes later...

Adair: (covers her midsection) Uh-oh.

Kiki: (weakly) What is it?

Adair: (sighing) Oh, nothing. (goes back to rubbing her belly) Such a...grumbly stomach. (moans and rubs the sides of her distended belly) Kiki, you might wanna cover your ears.

(Kiki nods and covers her sick, sweaty, droopy ears with one of Caleb's pillows.)

Cameron Murphy: What do you mean?

(Adair shrugs then her belly groans loudly as she finally lets out a deep belch as her belly heaves.)

Cameron Murphy: (on the verge of falling off the bed) Woah...woah, Jesus! *falls over*

(Adair lets out a sigh of relief after her belch.)

Adair: Oooh...ooooh... Kiki? *face turns a light shade of green* I think I'm going to be sick... (grabs her stomach as she begins to feel hot)

Kiki: Mom? You look like you're gonna throw up.

Adair: I...I feel like that too. (rubs her queasy belly) Urp-ooh, I don't feel too good... *gulp in shock, covering her mouth* Oooh..... (gets up from the chair as her cheeks start to fill with vomit) my poor stomach's calling for me now! (runs towards the door)

(Outside the room, Adair, now holding her stomach, runs into Caleb.)

Adair: (muffled from her mouth covering) Caleb?

Caleb: Woah Adair, you're looking pretty green.

Adair: (still muffled) I know, I know. I just really need the bathroom right now. (gags) I'm gonna be sick! (runs towards the bathroom)

(We cut back to inside the room where loud, distant retching is now heard.)

Kiki: (worried about Adair) Oh, my God. My mom's sick too!

Cameron Murphy: Calm down, Kiki. Why don't I just keep rubbing your belly to make you feel better?

Kiki: (listens to her stomach churn) Okay...

(Cameron starts rubbing Kiki's belly and her stomach suddenly gurgles in relief.)

Kiki: Oohhh...thanks a lot, Cam. That feels so comfortable.

Cameron Murphy: I know that.

Kiki: *hugs Cameron's head* Mmm..

Cameron Murphy: Woah! Watch the hair! I just refreshed its naturally bright colour.

Kiki: Oh, don't worry. I may be sick but I'm always careful. *gets a look of shock and slaps a paw onto her mouth, her urge to throw up suddenly returning* Mmf!

Cameron Murphy: (notices Kiki after a second) Woah! Kiki! Want your hat?

Kiki: (shakes her head) Mm-mmm.

Cameron Murphy: Why?

Kiki: (shrugs) Mmm-mmm-mmm.

Cameron Murphy: Oh yeah, right. Overflowing.

Kiki: (clutches her midsection) Mm-mm.

Cameron Murphy: Bucket?

Kiki: *nods* Mmm-hmm.

Cameron Murphy: Okay, I think Caleb has one of those buckets in the bathroom. I'll go check. (leaves the room)

(We cut to inside the bathroom where Adair is still puking in the toilet bowl, her tail wagging like crazy. Cameron enters the room.)

Cameron Murphy: Yo, Ms.- um...

Adair: (turns to Cameron) *cough* Sionnach.

Cameron Murphy: Okay then. Anyway, where can I find a-

(Adair sickly points to the bucket next to her.)

Cameron Murphy: Thanks! (takes the bucket and leaves)

Adair: You're- *cough cough* you're welcome. (throws up again, this time more violently)

(We cut back to inside Caleb's room where Cameron returns with the bucket.)

Cameron Murphy: I'm back! (hands the bucket over to Kiki)

Kiki: (muffled) Thanks! (lets it all out in the bucket)

(Cameron starts rubbing Kiki's belly again, and we pan to Woody and Breadhead who have mysteriously appeared in the room.)

Woody: See what I've been talking about earlier? See?!

Breadhead: I still see nothing wrong with this.

Woody: YA THINK?!?

Caleb: (off-screen) Breadhead? Can you come outside to the doorstep please?

Breadhead: (smiles) Okay! (runs off-screen)

Woody: No Breadhead, wait! *door slam* (slaps his own face) Aww!

(Outside the house during a sunny day, we see text in Comic Sans font saying "CALEB'S HOUSE & PHARMACY" emplanted on a green medical cross symbol. Caleb and Breadhead are staring at it.)

Breadhead: Soooooooooooo...is this what you wanted to talk to me about?

Caleb: Pretty much, yeah. I wanna know why it's emplanted on top of my door.

Breadhead: Well, I, uh... I felt like our home needed its own logo. We are heroes, you know.

Caleb: Yeah, but...I never thought we would need a "logo". Besides, why is there a medical cross symbol behind it? We're not some kind of hospital or anything.

Breadhead: Well, I only did that just for fun.

Caleb: (notices the text) And why does the text say "PHARMACY" on it?

Breadhead: Well, duh! We do some medical equipment and all that shit in the back drawer in the kitchen, don't we?

Caleb: I know I know I know. It's just that I don't want anyone getting confused and/or mistaking us for a pharmacy.

Breadhead: Relax, Caleb! Trust me on this, no one is gonna get confused. Believe me. It's gonna be FIIINE!

(We fade to an exterior shot of the house during nighttime, then we fade to inside Caleb's room where Kiki is still resting in Caleb's bed, and finally, we fade to a close up of Kiki asleep in the bed. A few seconds later, sounds of a door opening and several footsteps from certain animals (two cats, a Canid, a sheep, and a rabbit) are then heard. Kiki suddenly wakes up as sounds of said animals climbing under the bed are heard a brief second later.)

Kiki: What was that? (silence, then shrugs) Mm. (goes back to sleep before harsh stomach growling and gurgling) Uh-oh! Not now... (covers her mouth, leaps out of bed, picks up the bucket and runs to the bathroom, taking the bucket with her)

(We cut to Kiki entering the bathroom with her bucket to find Adair still puking in the toilet.)

Kiki: (muffled, off-screen) Mom?

Adair: (turns around to find Kiki, covering her mouth with one paw and holding her bucket with her other paw) Oh, Kiki, my dear angel. I'm so glad you're back.

(Kiki approaches Adair, puts down her bucket on the floor and strokes Adair's midsection with her paw.)

Adair: (blushes) Aw, thanks.

Kiki: (muffled) You're welcome.

Adair: (puts a paw on Kiki's stomach) Ohh, you still got some business to take care of?

Kiki: *nods*

Adair: (places a paw on Kiki's head as Kiki kneels towards her) Wow! You're looking and feeling a little bit better now. Not as bad as me. (on the verge of tears) I still have a terrible upset belly, and I'm feeling queasy. (sobs in Kiki's arms as Kiki hugs her) Please... rub my stomach... please... (cries hard)

(Kiki grabs a hold of Adair in her shoulders and calmly shushes her, a trickle of her vomit spraying out in the process.)

Adair: (puts her paw on Kiki's mouth) Kiki! Your vomit, it's gonna spi-

(Kiki presses a finger on Adair's mouth.)

Kiki: (muffled) Calm down, it's okay.

Adair: I know.

(Kiki takes Adair's paw off her mouth and crawls over to the toilet bowl, where she immediately throws up in. She then signals Adair to come towards her. Adair crawls towards Kiki and joins her in throwing up into the toilet.)

(We cut to the house during daytime; inside Caleb's room...again, Caleb walks in to check on Kiki.)

Caleb: Oh, Kiki! How're ya feeling?

(Caleb finds that Kiki is out of bed.)

Caleb: Kiki?

(Silence)

Caleb: (thinking) Where could she be?

(A loud 'BAA!' catches Caleb's attention.)

Caleb: What the hell!

(Caleb walks towards his bed and looks under, only to find...Sarah McSmith on the top-left, Shannon Woolcotton (in her Leni Loud costume) on the top-right, Heidi Jefferson on the middle-left, and Canid and Ashley cuddling together between the middle-right and bottom-right.)

Caleb: Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oooooooooooooooooooh myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood!!

(Smash cut to black)

(Quick fade to the same scene)

Caleb: (freaking out) This can't be happening! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!! (takes deep breaths) Okay, Caleb. Just calm the hell down. Calm the hell down! Calm!! The hell!! DOOOWN!!! (falls on his knees to the ground) Okay now, Sarah! What's your ailment?

Sarah: Headache. (feels pain in her head) Oww!

Caleb: Shannon? What's yours?

Shannon: Heartburn. (clutches her heart) Ah, damn it!

Caleb: (under his breath) Oh, Jesus. (to Heidi) Heidi, what's-

Heidi: Seasonal allergies. (sneezes) ACHOO!

Caleb: (breathes heavily) Oh, God! Canid? Ashley?

Canid: (shivering with Ashley) Explosive...

Ashley: ...diarrhoea. (chuckles)

Canid: *sigh*

Caleb: (goes crazy) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHH!!!! (runs out of his room) What do I do? What do I do?! WHAT DO I DO?!?! (suddenly hears two people throwing up in the bathroom) Aw, what now? (runs towards the bathroom) What the hell's going on in he- Huh? (camera pans out quickly to reveal Kiki and Adair still throwing up) Kiki?

(Kiki and Adair turn around to find Caleb.)

Kiki: Hey, Caleb!

Adair: So nice to see you here.

Caleb: So what are you and your mom doing here? I couldn't find you in my room earlier.

Kiki: Oh, I just wanted to join my mom in here, praying to the porcelain god.

Caleb: Well...there's more people resting under my bed now; there's a a rabbit with a headache, a sheep with heartburn, a cat with seasonal allergies, and a canid and another cat...both with explosive diarrhoea!

Adair: Oh, poor you. (pats Caleb's head) Does it have something to do with the house's new logo?

Caleb: (worries) The hell?!? MY GOD!! You know of the new logo that's located on top of my door outside my doorstep?!

Kiki: Yeah. One of your friends told me that he put that logo on top of your doorstep.

Caleb: (races downstairs) Oh, God!! OH, GOD, JESUS CHRIST OUR LORD AND SAVIOUR!!! (runs towards the door) I gotta take that logo down before- (opens the door to find Alisa Feathers, cuddling herself in a blanket and shivering with a runny nose) What the hell? ... What the actual hell? ... (to Alisa) So, I understand that you're a bird, right?

Alisa: *nods*

Caleb: Yeah, that's it. Aaaaand...I also understand, that you might have the-

Alisa: *cough* Bird flu.

Caleb: What? Oh, you mean avian influenza.

Alisa: Yeah, *cough* that too.

Caleb: So, how are your parents?

Alisa: (weakly) Well, they sent me here because they're worring that I really do have the bird flu. They're at a different pharmacy right now because they're worring about having it too.

Caleb: Okay, and how are you feeling right now?

Alisa: Horrible. (strokes her head) My head hurts real bad, and I have quite a lot of respiratory symptoms. I've got this really nasty cough, *violent coughs* I have a very runny nose, (blows her nose) I have an extremely high temperature all of the sudden, (wipes some sweat off her head) I'm having some tummy pain... (clutches her abdomen) Ooh! ...chest pain... (feels extreme pain in her chest) Oww! ...and every time I feel like throwing up, I keep choking on my own vomit. (gags, holds her vomit for one sec, then chokes, coughing violently)

(Alisa's choking startles Caleb.)

Caleb: (frightened) OH, MY FUCKING GOD!! AH, JESUS CHRIST!! AAAAGH!!! (calms down) Ohh...oh, God!

Alisa: (still choking) Calm down, it's okay. *hacking cough* It isn't too big a deal. (coughs violently)

Caleb: (pats Alisa on the back) Um, do you want me to direct you to the bathroom?

Alisa: (grabs her throat) N-no, no. I'll just...ack...find my own way there. *barking cough*

(Alisa rushes upstairs, still choking, and finds the bathroom.)

Alisa: (struggling to breathe) Phew! A bathroom! (goes inside, her face now turning blue) Um, excuse *cough* me? (finds Kiki and Adair kneeling against the toilet) Oh! *cough*

Kiki: (turns to Alisa with Adair) Oh, Alisa! Alisa Feathers!

Adair: Long time no see. Say...

Kiki: ...you're looking a little blue.

Alisa: Oh, *cough* that's why I'm here. *cough cough* Is there any *choke* bucket around here? (wheezes as she starts to feel tired and short on air) I'm l-losing a lot of...ack...air right *cough* now, and *cough cough* I think I'm going to (coughs hard) die! (breaths heavily and wheezes)

Kiki: *points to the bucket next to her*

Alisa: Tha-thanks! (kneels towards the bucket and coughs up the piece of vomit) Uhh...uhhh, oh no...not now... (falls unconscious)

(From Alisa's point of view, we see everything going blurry and eventually fading to black with an echoey 'THUD!'. Alisa makes a prolonged groan as she passes out from lack of air. A few seconds later, Alisa's vision returns, though still blurring out, all the while making a few groans.)

Alisa: (off-screen, short on air) Can't breathe.

(We cut to a close-up of Alisa laying on the floor, slowly opening her eyes and still with a blue face.)

Alisa: (tiredly) Can't...breathe. (takes two short breaths, then eventually, her head shoots up, gasping for air, she then takes deeper breaths) Air! *deep breath* Sweet, sweet air! (puts a hand on her chest) Whew! (sees Kiki sitting next to her) Kiki?

(Kiki shows Alisa an oxygen mask.)

Alisa: (surprised) Oh my! Kiki. You helped me breathe again?

Kiki: Well, my mom always comes prepared.

(Adair gives off a wearily wave towards Alisa.)

Alisa: (pats Kiki on her hatless hair) Why, thanks, Kiki! And...uh-

Adair: Just call me Adair.

Alisa: Right. *stomach groan, starts holding her midsection* Ooh, I think I have another one of the symptoms coming up!

Kiki and Adair: (in unison) Uh-oh!

Alisa: Kiki? Before I suddenly throw myself up into a vomit spasm, I just wanna let you know... (whispers in Kiki's ear) I have emetophobia. (suddenly holds her vomit)

Kiki: (pats Alisa in the stomach) Oh, it's okay, Alisa. Hold it in as long as you like.

Alisa: *nods*

(Five minutes later..)

Kiki: (strokes Alisa) Oh, poor little Alisa Feathers. How are ya feeling, you sick old bird?

Alisa: (her stomach churns, muffled) Uhh...I think I've held it in long enough now. I need to let loose! (throws up violently in the bucket with splattering noises) URPBLGHH!! *coughing up saliva*

(Alisa gets up and proceeds to walk out.)

Alisa: (weakly) See you later, Kiara.

Kiki: (waves) See ya!

(Alisa walks back downstairs to Caleb.)

Alisa: See...what I mean?

Caleb: (shocked) Oh, my God. (reaces for one of Alisa's hands) Oh, I heard that muscle pain's one of the main symptoms.

Alisa: (feels muscle pain, strains her voice) Ow! Owowowowow!! Owww! Oww! Ow ow ow!

Caleb: Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit! I am SOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry, (slaps himself in the face) ahh!!

Alisa: No no, it's okay. It's not your fault, (coughs violently) it's this stupid bird flu. *cough cough* Listen, *cough* do you have a thermometer or something? *cough* I think I might have a fever. (gags)

Caleb: Well, luckily for you, I do. Just come with me. (takes Alisa to the kitchen)

(We cut to Alisa with an open mouth, she is sticking her tounge out as Caleb presses a thermometer on it, then he takes it out and Alisa closes her mouth.)

Alisa: So, what does it say?

Caleb: Oh, God. A full 100.4 degrees Fahrenheit, 38 degrees Celsius.

(Alisa looks horrified for a moment, then breaks down in tears.)

Caleb: Woah woah woah woah woah! Alisa, calm down! Do you want me to call the hospital and see what they can do?

Alisa: *sniff* That would be helpful, yes.

Caleb: (dials 911) Hello? Is this the hospital?

(As Caleb calls 911, Alisa starts feeling dizzy, moaning in the process.)

Alisa: Please...hurry...I'm getting dizzy. Ooooooooooooooooh...oooooooooooooooohh... (collapses on her rear end, laying on one arm and making sick bird sounds)

Caleb: So, yeah. What can you do?

(Silence)

Caleb: Oh really!

(MOAR silence)

Caleb: Okay then, thank you. (gets off the phone) Hey, Alisa! (notices Alisa in her current state) Woah! Alisa? Are you feeling all right?

Alisa: (weaker) Not *cough cough* really.

Caleb: Okay, well I've just called the hospital now, and they've just told me that they're gonna send an ambulance here, and all... (notices that Alisa has mysteriously disappeared) Hey! Alisa? (walks back to the doorway) Where are you? (finds Alisa back in her original spot) Oh, there you are.

Alisa: I-I just remembered, I had to bring another sick person here.

(Caleb screams.)

Alisa: No no no, it's not that serious. (pats on her blanket) It's alright, you can come out now.

(Samantha McSmith, in her pyjamas, comes out of the blanket holding her stomach and stands next to Alisa.)

Caleb: Samantha? You're Sarah's sister, aren't you?

Samantha: Yeah.

Caleb: And I can tell by the fact that you're holding your stomach, that you have...

Samantha: Indigestion. (stomach rumbles) Oh, no..

Caleb: Well, I just called for an ambulance for little Alisa here, so no need to worry. When they come, I'll see if they can take you to the hospital.

Samantha: Really? Can you do that?

Caleb: Yeah! (hears a siren) Oop, that's the ambulance now.

(The ambulance pulls over near Caleb's car. The doors behind the ambulance open and multiple Cameron Murphy clones appear, one of them holding a syringe.)

Caleb: (shocked) WHAT THE HELL?!? WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL?!?!

Cameron Murphy Clone: (salutes) Somebody called us?

Caleb: What the- (turns his eyes at the ambulance) GoAnimate Care?

Cameron Murphy Clone: Yes, nowadays GoAnimate Care hires fellow Cameron Murphy clones like US! (aims the syringe at Alisa's arm) Stand still maddam, this may pinch a little. (jabs the syringe into Alisa's arm)

Alisa: Oww!

Cameron Murphy Clone: (cleans Alisa's bloodied arm) There we go! (notices Samantha in her indigestion state) Oh, and it looks like we have another one, fellas!

Cameron Murphy Clones: (cheering) Yay!!

Samantha: (groaning) Please help me.

Cameron Murphy Clone: No worries, young lady, we'll get you in better condition in no time.

(All the clones get back into the ambulance and the ambulance drives off. Emotional music plays as we slowly zoom into Caleb's shocked expression.)

Caleb: (somberly) My life is utter hell.

(We cut to Alisa laying in Caleb's bed (which has changed into a hospital bed), hooked to an IV line and life support machines.)

Alisa: (tired) Oh, ohhh...ooh. (to Caleb) So, what are the blood tests saying?

Caleb: (reads the tests back to Alisa) They're saying that you may have the H5N1 virus.

Alisa: (gasps loudly, then breaks down in tears a few seconds later during sad and suspenseful music) I DON'T WANT TO DIE, I'M STILL YOUNG!! I STILL HAVE SO MUCH TO LIVE FOR!! (cries hard) I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW MY PARENTS ARE FEELING RIGHT NOW!! I MAY NEVER GET TO SEE THEM AGAIN!! (continues to cry loudly)

(Emotionally intense music)

Caleb: (shocked) Jesus fucking Christ, man. On God's Heavens, why in our Lord and Savior's forbidden name should anyone have to suffer the same fate as this sick little bird here? Her parents are worrying about themselves having it too and yet...they don't seem to realize the living hell poor, poor Alisa's life is going through. (walks up slowly to the crying Alisa) Shh, shh, shh. Calm down, Alisa. (picks up an oxygen mask) It's okay. (places the mask on Alisa's face) You still have so long to live, you poor thing.

(Alisa is now breathing calmly and feeling more comfortable.)

Alisa: (breathes quietly) Phew! (unable to speak through her mask) Thanks...Caleb.

Caleb: (smiles) You're welcome!

(Alisa stomach groans and her tummy vibrates in a cartoonish fashion.)

Alisa: Uh-oh! (grabs her rear end under the blanket) Here comes another one of the symptoms!

Caleb: Vomiting?

Alisa: No. Diarrhoea.

Caleb: (shocked) Oh, crap!

Alisa: (holds her rear end) I'll be right back! (runs and takes the machines and IV line with her)

(Alisa finally reaches the bathroom and knocks on the door.)

Alisa: (shivering) Excuse me? Kiki? Adair? You almost done in there? I need to lay an egg, and quick!

(We cut to Alisa in the bathroom, sitting on the porcelain. She is holding with one hand and pressing on her stomach with the other. Each time she presses on her stomach, she lets loose.)

Alisa: Ooh... *stomach press* Ahh! Ooh, my tummy! It hurts! *stomach press* Aaaahh! Ooooh, oww! Ohh...ohh, that's a relief. Ooh...

Kiki: (holding her nose, nasally) Alisa? Are you feeling okay?

Alisa: I guess so. (blushes) Sorry if this grossed you out. It's a little embarrassing for a bird like me to have diarrhoea.

(Kiki, still holding her nose, kneels down and strokes Alisa's tummy as it growls.)

Kiki: (nasally) Aww, you poor thing. (pats her tummy) Do you want me to help you pull yourself together?

Alisa: Okay.

(Checkerboard wipe to Kiki helping Alisa out of the bathroom as a toilet flush sound effect)

Alisa: Thanks for your help, Kiki.

Kiki: (normal voice) You're very welcome. (walks back to Caleb's room)

(Alisa is back in Caleb's room, hooked up to life support again.)

Caleb: Well...looks like you had quite an adventure in the bathroom earlier, didn't you?

(Doorbell ring)

Caleb: Oh! Who could that be? (walks downstairs and opens the door to find Edward Johnson, hyperventilating with bloodshot eyes) Oh, God! Oh, God!! (smiles uneasily) Um, what is it, little doggy?

Ed: (curls on Caleb's legs) Help...please help meeee!!

Caleb: Huh? What for?

Ed: I...I...aw god-dammit, I can't explain!

Caleb: It's okay, you can explain anything to me.

Ed: Um, okay. Okay okay okay okay okay. I think I have...the dreaded...lungworm. There, I said it.

(Kill Bill Vol. 1 dramatic stare)

Caleb: '''Lungworm?! What the hell is that?!'''

Ed: I don't know, it's some sort of parasitic nematode worm found in the lungs of mammals. I just- *bloody cough* God-dammit, it's one of the symptoms. (starts circling around Caleb, barking and howling like a mad dog) Dammit, another one!

Caleb: Umm...

Ed: So, what the hell do you suggest?

Caleb: Um, get yourself checked out at a vet, I guess?

Ed: (praises Caleb) Oh, thank you! Thank you, kind boy! I kindly and greatly appreciate your help, I shall pay my debt to you for this. (runs off) THANK YOOOOOOU!

Caleb: Ooooooooooooooookaaaaaaaaaaaaay...that was weird.

(Another doorbell ring)

Caleb: God dammit! (opens the door, then gets an expression of shock)

(We see MauKittyCat at the doorstep, feeling dizzy and groaning non-stop.)

Caleb: MauKittyCat?

MauKittyCat: How...did you know...my name?

Caleb: Oh, I've seen artwork of you on DeviantArt about a year ago. So, why are you here?

MaiKittyCat: Well...I've been feeling a little dizzy lately, since this morning in fact, and I feel like I'm gonna get motion sickness if this continues.

Caleb: (shocked) Oh, my God.

MauKittyCat: (hiccups) Uh-oh! It's already starting!

Caleb: Well then, what are the hiccups for?

MauKittyCat: I think those are the- (gags) the hiccups of nausea.

Caleb: Well...come with me to the bathroom. (takes MauKittyCat's hand) There's this infamous remedy for hiccups.

(In the bathroom...)

Caleb: Okay, we're here, and... (notices that Kiki and Adair are gone) Hey! Where's Kiki and Adair?

MaiKittyCat: (dazed) Who?

Caleb: Oh, no one. Now, (gets out a big cardboard box) let's just get into this cardboard box. I understand that you may need some privacy, right?

MauKittyCat: *nods*

Caleb: (takes MauKittyCat's hands again) All right, come inside and you'll be fine.

(Caleb and MauKittyCat crawl into the box. Inside the box, MauKittyCat is laying down with Caleb kneeling behind her.)

Caleb: Okay, I've heard online that holding your breath for some sort of period of time actually helps.

MauKittyCat: Oh, *hic* really? I'm really *hic* good at holding *hic* my breath.

Caleb: Now I don't really know how long exactly, but try your best, alright? (hands MauKittyCat a timer) Here's a timer to see how long you can do this.

MauKittyCat: Thanks! *hic* Oohhh...

Caleb: Okay now, take a deep breath.

(MauKittyCat nods and takes a deep breath before we cut a shot of Cameron sleeping upside down; we see his sleeping face under Caleb's bed, then a few seconds later, he begins to wake up.)

Cameron Murphy: Huh? Oh. (yawns) Good morning world, and all who inhabit it. (notices the animals resting under the bed) What the-

(We cut to a shot of Sarah, Shannon, Heidi, Canid and Ashley resting up during a dramatic accent.)

Cameron Murphy: (gasps loudly) OOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

(We cut to Alisa sleeping comfortably in the bed, who then wakes up to the sound of a door opening. We see MauKittyCat come in, holding her breath with puffy cheeks and pinching her nose.)

Alisa: (surprised) Oh, hey MauKittyCat!

MauKittyCat: (waves/smiles wearily) Mmm.

Alisa: Let me guess, you feeling a little dizzy?

MauKittyCat: (nods) Mmmhmm.

Alisa: You got hiccups of nausea?

MauKittyCat: (shocked) Mmmhmm.

Alisa: So you're holding your breath with Caleb helping you?

MauKittyCat: (blushes) Mmmm..

Alisa: Well, here's something that can help you. (gets out a plastic peg) My good friend Kiara gave me this. She uses it whenever she feels like sneezing.

(MauKittyCat takes the peg with one hand and smiles at Alisa.)

MauKittyCat: (smiling) Mmm!

Alisa: I'm glad I could help you. Just make yourself comfortable in that pile of Caleb's spare sheets and blankets over there.

More coming soon!