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Synopsis

Here I go again on my own.
Walking the only road I've ever known.

Transcript

{Chaos, Lex, Remolay, and Oiracul all are at the door, in varying party outfits.}

OIRACUL: Hey, Nox. We're leaving you in charge of the Manor, as well as in charge of good ol' Vindi.

NOXIGAR: Okay, cool.

LEX: You gave Vindi his prescriptions, right?

NOXIGAR: Yes. As well as some dead goldfish and a Fate/Stay Night body pillow that I recently attained in the mail.

CHAOS: Okay, too much info dude.

OIRACUL: We'll be back in a few hours.

{They all depart, leaving Noxigar practically alone.}

NOXIGAR: Now I can devise my Dave<3Terezi crackfic idea! Or maybe make another Magic: the Gathering Deck allegorizing it in three magnificent colours at once1.

{Cut to a montage of Noxigar calling for a pizza, using his lab's markerboard as a scheme mitigator, reading in the newspaper about a fish, and also crafting a racecar out of Organization XIII weapon duplicates2. He then puts a replica of Aqua's Keyblade, sticking it in as the ignition.}

NOXIGAR: Something about this racecar screams "HELL YES." But, I have nowhere to test drive this bad boy.

{Noxigar sends the newly-made racecar into the Manor's recently-acquired garage. Once it is firmly there, the doorbell rings.}

NOXIGAR: Hoo buoy. I bet that's the pizza I ordered.

{The door opens. It's the pizza guy.}

PIZZA GUY: Alright. Here are your orders of three pepperoni pizzas. Not sure why you ordered more than one?

NOXIGAR: To mitigate my fear of hypoglycemia. I tend to eat every few hours because I start to get headaches.

PIZZA GUY: You sure you don't need to see a doctor?

NOXIGAR: I'm... unsure, actually.

PIZZA GUY: Okay. I'd advise a trip to a doctor.

NOXIGAR: If he ain't named House, I won't be knockin' on the door3!

{Noxigar closes the door. The Pizza Guy turns around, heading back to his truck.}

PIZZA GUY: That was a terrible pun.

{A half-hour passes. The doorbell rings, while Noxigar calibrates the newly-made racecar.}

NOXIGAR: Hm, I wonder who it could be at this hour?

{Bellstrom McAllister and Sarah McAllister4 show up at the door.}

BELLSTROM: Greetings, old friend.

NOXIGAR: And a howdy to you and your... wife...?

SARAH: Yes.

{Noxigar stares at Sarah's blonde hair.}

NOXIGAR: You... remind me of someone. Sorry. It must be your wedding dress. The whiteness of it, it...

SARAH: No worries, chap. Bell and I were looking for a place to stay while we fend off our respective in-laws.

NOXIGAR: Everyone's got their daemons, I guess. Come in, come in. You can stay for the day, if you'd like!

{Noxigar decides to boil up some tea, as he gets everyone situated.}

BELLSTROM: You didn't have to make tea for us, Noxigar.

NOXIGAR: It's my pleasure. So, what hast thou been doing?

BELLSTROM: Well, I found the love of my life.

SARAH: As have I. {smiles}

{Noxigar can be heard slightly sobbing.}

BELLSTROM: Pray tell, what seems to be the trouble?

NOXIGAR: {trying to stifle tears} Nothing. Just happy for you, is all. Maybe too happy.

{Noxigar gets some tissues and tries to dispel tears. He returns, his eyes gaining a red exterior.}

SARAH: {expresses shock in her words} Oh, bugger! Is something the matter?

NOXIGAR: Not sure if it's allergies, or if I'm just feeling lonely again.

BELLSTROM: It's okay. I...er... think our company is welcome?

NOXIGAR: {fakes a smile} It most certainly is.

BELLSTROM: Okay, then.

{The three drink tea together.}

NOXIGAR: Is it alright if I show you to your rooms? I've... gained a few other tenants myself trying to help pay Chaos and Vindi's bills.

{Noxigar promptly escorts Bell and Sarah upstairs. He waves at Fritz and Lang, who notices Noxigar's forlorn face quickly but say nothing about it in front of his escorts. At some point, Noxigar goes through another flight of stairs, and opens the door to an empty master bedroom.}

NOXIGAR: The robots, Fritz and Lang, built this for more guests. You are more welcome to stay for as long as you like.

{Bell and Sarah enter the room, closing it behind them. Somewhat droopy, Noxigar drops down a floor.}

FRITZ: INQUIRY: WHY ARE YOU SAD?

NOXIGAR: I dunno, I sometimes want true happiness.

LANG: WE WONDER IF YOUR DAVEREZI DECK GIVES YOU JOY. THERE SEEMS TO BE AN ERROR OF LOGIC.

{The doorbell rings. Everyone has returned. The episode would end abruptly, since it is a prototype5. However, it doesn't and instead Chaos and co. show up. Noxigar goes to his room in a panic attack, leaving Fritz and Lang to answer the door.}

CHAOS: Some asshole kicked us out of the club we were hopping to.

OIRACUL: I don't recall anything bad happening last night... what gives?

LEX: I... may have hit on the club owner's daughter.

REMOLAY: You what?

LEX: She and I hit it off, so we snogged.

CHAOS: You didn't think for one second we'd run into cliches?

LEX: No, not really. Our night of passion transcended all writing conventions.

{Chaos groans, but his groaning is mitigated by Noxigar's absence.}

CHAOS: Pray tell, what seems to be keeping Noxigar up?

LANG: HE IS HAVING AN EMOTIONAL PANIC ATTACK.

FRITZ: WE'D CALL IT A HEART ATTACK IF NOT FOR THE FACT NOXIGAR ONLY HAS A FAKE HEART.

NOXIGAR: {offscreen} Oh, I too have a heart! Don't be mad...

CHAOS: Did... did we get any guests, perchance, that might've caused this?

LANG: A RECENTLY-WEDDED COUPLE KNOWN BY THE NAMES OF BELLSTROM AND SARAH MCALLISTER. WE DID NOT WISH TO DISTURB THEIR "SLUMBER"

LEX: Oh yeah

{Chaos handily smacks Lex.}

REMOLAY: So... Noxigar gets lonely some times?

LEX: Yeah. Normally, he doesn't travel since he stays to guard the house most of the time. Someone has to keep Vindi fed, and Noxi usually feels up to the task.

FRITZ: WE NOTICED A PURCHASE OF A FEW PIZZAS TOO MANY.

CHAOS: Yes, we know. Noxi's handling of finance is actually surprisingly frugal. Mostly food-oriented. He's quite a survivalist when he's alone.

LANG: FRITZ AND I HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT GIVING HIM A FABULOUS MAKEOVER.

REMOLAY: Wait... you can do that?

FRITZ: YES. WE FEEL HE'S CONFLICTED.

REMOLAY: Can robots... feel emotions of humans?

LANG: EMOTIONS ARE MERELY CHEMICALS CONCOCTED BY THE BRAIN AND VARIOUS HORMONES ASSOCIATED THEREWITH.

CHAOS: The chemistry lecture can wait, nincombots.

{Bellstrom and Sarah come down. Their hair looks messed up, as do their clothes to some extent.}

BELLSTROM: Hey, Chaos! Buddy! Long time, no see!

{Bellstrom hugs Chaos in a brotherly fashion. He does the same for the others. Sarah simply curtsies to Oiracul among others.}

OIRACUL: Blonde isn't your natural hair-colour is it?

SARAH: Nope. My hair is usually as white as snow. I dyed my hair out of boredom.

{The episode pauses yet again, this time for real since to develop the plot would likely convey a lot more details on characterization and the sort which could theoretically be negated in the next few episodes.5}


1. Recreational activities totally worth a Somebody's time of day.

2. Yo dawg, I heard you like video games. So I'm going to put games in your games so you can play games while you game.

3. Yeah, I thought this line through for a later episode. Didn't wish to jump ahead, y'know?

4. In my headcanon, they have only been recently married.

5. I also wanted to maybe throw in some more details later if this prototype is approved by you guys.