Zippy Emails/emails/32

Overview

Zippy Email #32: dance-off

Wait, is that hyphenated? Beats me.

Transcript

ZIPPY: Well, you guys, it's another one. Of my emails.

Dancing

Dear Zippy,
I heard your dancing was the best!
I beg to differ.
I challenge you to a dance contest at the Underground Dance Club!
You'll find it easy.
From.... I'm not telling!

ZIPPY: Aww, man. You tease. {typing} Well, Anonymost, you may have heard that I am a supreme dancer. Just take a look at my trophy cabinet!

{Pan over to Sticky's tank. Sticky is snipping at a trophy lodged in the gravel of his tank.}

ZIPPY: {offscreen} That's right!

{Pan back.}

ZIPPY: {typing} I've won a trophy for my dancing--second place in the all-state line-dancing tournament-challenge! I've also got a medal for hyphenation somewhere, but that one's too low-quality to show off to you viewers. Anyway, {clears screen} I don't believe we have an Underground Dance Club, se-

ARUSEUS: {offscreen} Hey, Zippy!

{Zippy groans.}

ZIPPY: Hey, Aruseus.

{Zoom out. Aruseus is sitting on Zippy's bed.}

ZIPPY: Mind telling me why you're here?

ARUSEUS: Oh, I don't know. February vacation's all up ons and I thought I might as well drop by. New Hampshire's a long way away from Free Country!

ZIPPY: Well, uh... that's... good. And all.

ARUSEUS: Did you know that your bathroom window doesn't have a lock on it?

ZIPPY: Anyway, do you have anything important to say?

ARUSEUS: You were talking about that dance club? I know a place where you can go meet him!

ZIPPY: Really.

{Cut: a building. A sign on the front says "Hoedown Town".}

ZIPPY: Wh-what is this?

ARUSEUS: Hoedown Town!

ZIPPY: Since when was this here?

ARUSEUS: Gor, I don't know. Anyway, let's go inside! The guy said he'd meet here!

ZIPPY: No he didn't-

{The two walk inside to see a massive crowd encircling the dance floor.}

??????: {offscreen} So, did he show up yet?

?????: {offscreen} No, not yet.

??????: {offscreen} Heh! Figures!

ZIPPY: Wait a minute... I know that smug! It can only be one person!

ARUSEUS: Trophy Thomas?

ZIPPY: Yeah, my- wait. No. Not him at all.

??????: {offscreen} Hey... I know that voice!

{The crowd separates. On the dance floor is Speedy the koala, flanked by Harry, a hedgehog, and a penguin named Orville.}

ZIPPY: ... Speedy.

SPEEDY: Zippy. Glad you made it!

HARRY: So is this the guy, boss?

SPEEDY: Heh! You bet.

ARUSEUS: Woah, you guys are like... Anti-Zippy!

{Orville gets close to Aruseus.}

ORVILLE: Not me. I'm a penguin.

ARUSEUS: Ahhh... g-great.

ZIPPY: So you think you're a better dancer than me?

SPEEDY: I don't need to think about it. I have my friends to do it for me.

ORVILLE: Not me. I'm a penguin.

ZIPPY: So are we going to dance or not?

SPEEDY: Hah! You like to cut to the chase, huh?

{Speedy starts to dance. He begins with a simple stepping dance and begins to do acrobatic moves. He finishes with flair.}

SPEEDY: Hah! Your turn, duck-boy!

ZIPPY: {growls} Don't call me a duck!

{Zippy begins to do a western dance. He does a couple spins and flips and finishes.}

ZIPPY: {panting} How's... that?

SPEEDY: Please. I wouldn't even break a sweat!

ORVILLE: Not me. I'm a penguin.

{Speedy breakdances. He spins on his head a numerous amount of times before vaulting himself into the air and doing a great amount of flips. Suddenly, he botches the landing and falls on his rear end.}

ZIPPY: Pfft! Nice one!

ARUSEUS: Ohhh, this just got real!

{Zippy does a hip-hop dance. He employs various hip-hop moves, and suddenly breaks into a tap dance. Then, he begins breakdancing, and ends with an Irish stepdance.}

ZIPPY: Hah! {pants} That was... good, huh?

SPEEDY: ... You're... not good enough.

{The camera moves Speedy offscreen. Suddenly, Zippy gains an expression of terror. A bright blue glow emanates from offscreen and Zippy is blown back by it.}

SPEEDY: Good, huh?

ZIPPY: ... You... you win.

{Orville and Harry high-five Speedy as they exit.}

ARUSEUS: Cheer up, man! You did good!

ZIPPY: {quietly} no i didnt

ARUSEUS: Come on. You wanna go out for lunch?

ZIPPY: no

ARUSEUS: You want a soda?

ZIPPY: no

ARUSEUS: ... You wanna go key Speedy's car?

ZIPPY: yes

ARUSEUS: Let's go key his car.

{The two leave.}

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