Even Worse Influences: A Home Movies Fan Episode

Chapter 3: Preparing For Disaster.

After dinner, Brendon was on the phone with Jason and Melissa. They were talking about the cartoon from earlier and how they were gonna make their movie. Brendon began analyzing each and every detail of the video during the call. They would need some kind of contraption for the drug trip of a transformation in the video. 

"Well...I did find a website that may have our answers...." Jason said clicking on a link. He was then greeted to what looked to be the official Playboy website. Not knowing what Playboy's content was focused on, Jason went to their official shop. "Jason, do you even know what you're looking at?" Melissa moaned. "Yes, Melissa. Besides, who could say no to a cute bunny logo?" Jason replied going through all of the not so kid friendly products listed. "Why would they sell leashes? Aren't those for dogs?" He questioned. After a few seconds, he stumbled upon an inflatable jumpsuit for $50 plus shipping. "This would work! What do you guys think?" Jason asked. Melissa was hesitant at the kind of movie they were making, but Brendon simply told her that "It's just a video, It isn't meant to be taken seriously." Melissa gave in thanks to Brendon's words. "Well how are you gonna buy this thing, Jason?" Jason explained that he'd use his parent's credit card since they didn't care about what their child did with it. 

A few days later, Brendon received an envelope style package on the front porch, he grabbed his mail and took it to the basement, where Jason and Melissa were waiting. "We have content!" Brendon yelled holding his package up Lion King style. Jason and Melissa helped their friend open up the envelope and pulled out a blue onesie, much similar to the one Brendon wears everyday. "I'm surprised this place even had this stuff in kids size." Jason said. Brendon examined the new outfit. "This thing doesn't look too bad. I have a huge amount of faith in this movie." Brendon smiled before hearing the doorbell.

Paula opened the door to find MCGuirk waiting on the porch. "Hey, Paula. Mind if I drop by." The soccer coach said. Paula sighed in annoyance, but this was also partially a sign of good luck since she had to do an overnight class for her creative writing course. "Sure, John.... Do you think you could watch the kids for me?" Paula said. MCGuirk agreed as he stepped into the house. Paula then gave him some instructions on what to do while watching the little ones. "No worries, Paula. I got this in the bag." MCGuirk winked as he plopped himself on the couch. "Well...Alright... Brendon and his friends are in the basement working on one of their movies. So you probably won't hear from them until later." Paula said grabbing her purse. 

She then left the house while MCGuirk went full on couch potato and watched TV. Brendon walked upstairs to find his soccer coach in his living room. "Coach MCGuirk?" Brendon questioned. MCGuirk spotted the redhead within the corner of his eye. "Oh, Brendon. Its you." MCGuirk said sitting up. "So, you making a movie?" He asked. Brendon then went onto explain what kind of movie he was making, prompting his coach's interest. "Oh, so you're making a fetish production?" MCGuirk chuckled. "Uh....no. I don't even know what that is." The soccer coach then went on to tell Brendon that there was no need to be embarrassed and that it was normal to dive into the deep and dark side of the internet at his age, completely disregarding the fact that Brendon was 8. 

"Come on, kid. Show me what you all are up to. This is something I've gotta see..." MCGuirk said getting up from the couch and following Brendon to the basement.