NARRATOR: Pip watched from his window as the other fliers took off. Knowing Pip's luck, Hunter had taken his place, flying alongside Freddy, and guiding him to their destination.
HUNTER: I'm sure you must feel relieved.
NARRATOR: Pip had been 'on break' for two weeks, and the conversation between Hunter and Freddy was cheerfully exchanged, though it had never come to this topic.
FREDDY: What do you mean? (looking up at the hawk)
NARRATOR: He heard Pip had been taken off the Junior Fliers for a while, but he never heard why.
HUNTER: Pip can be so much to handle, can he?
FREDDY: (frowned) No, not really.
HUNTER: No? I figured it was hard for you to carry a crate and a rather plump penguin.
FREDDY: (shook his head, smiling obliviously) Nah. Pip's my best pal.
HUNTER: I've never seen a flier team. (ventured cautiously, putting his plan to action)
FREDDY: Well, penguins can't fly, and it's hard for me to read the map at the same time. We need each other.
HUNTER: It must be hard to work with an enemy.
FREDDY: (looked alarmed) Pip's not my enemy! He's my friend!
HUNTER: (feigned shock) He is? From the way he talked about you, I figured you two hated each other.
FREDDY: Wha-? (shock melted into confusion) What do you mean?
HUNTER: Well, Pip often tells others, and I overhear, that he thinks it's frustrating to work with someone who can't remember where they are going. He believes you shouldn't be here, and you should be partnered with a stork.
NARRATOR: Freddy's brows furrowed. This didn't sound like Pip at all.
HUNTER: (continued) He believes you care more about playing with babies than delivering them.
FREDDY: (looked downcast) You... you heard that? That doesn't sound like Pip.
NARRATOR: But, both of them didn't know that directly below them, Krysia was listening.
HUNTER: I'm sorry. (put a wing on freddy's shoulders, pretending to be sympathetic) I never knew he was different to you. I guess you never really know a person, when they spend so much time at the bottom of the earth, surrounded by fellow penguins.
FREDDY: (seemed to catch the hint) He's being hostile because he's a penguin?
HUNTER: They only exist at the bottom of the earth. He probably never really knew friendship. Maybe he's jealous of the fact that you can fly.
NARRATOR: Back at T.O.T.S, Captain Beakman wandered into Pip's room. She'd seen how downcast he was over the past few days, and hoped to cheer him up.
CAPTAIN BEAKMAN: Good morning, Pip. (smiled, sat on the edge of the bed)
NARRATOR: Pip nodded curtly without turning around. He faced the window. He just couldn't bring himself to look at her. He knew it wasn't her fault, but all he could think about was his anger. She had fallen for Hunter's lies. He thought she knew him better than that.
CAPTAIN BEAKMAN: (sighed, wrapped a wing around pip's shoulder) Pip, I know how badly you wanted to be a flier. So, I think it's time you try again.
PIP: Try again?
CAPTAIN BEAKMAN: Yes. Without letting your penguin instincts get in the way. (smiled) I doubt Freddy would let you be eaten by a predator.
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T.O.T.S.- The Bully Problem - The Script
FanficYa know my T.O.T.S. story "The Bully Problem"? Well, I made a script for it so it kinda looks like a play in a way. I don't know. It's hard to explain. Anyway, enjoy the script!