What Time Is It?
The globe is seen in its entirety. It has different colors and a giant hole. It is red, blue, white and green. The camera starts zooming in. It keeps going until we get to see friends having a party. They are dancing.
Milo (screaming as to be heard from the sound of loud music):
“Isn’t this a great party, Nala?”
Nala (Also screaming):
“It’s awesome!”
Milo and Nala keep dancing for a couple of seconds until a couple of tree nymphs join them and strike up a conversation with them.
Tree nymph 1:
“Hey, Milo. We’re throwing an after, after, after, after, after, after to the power of seven party with a couple of wind nymphs. Do you and Nala want to join?”
Milo:
“Yeah! Let’s Partyyyyyyyy”
Tree nymph 2 (to Nala):
“I can’t believe you’ve been partying for six days now”
Nala:
“The God of parties has sent her blessing upon us. Haven’t you, Sugar?”
Sugar, who was dancing with another individual, comes into frame. She has light blue skin, long hair, and wearing what a proper God of Parties would be wearing.
Sugar (while still dancing):
“Nah girl. Ya’ll just be crazy. Anyhow, let's go to the party”
Tree nymph 1:
“They are going to pick us all up in the giant cloud-a-thron”
A giant cheer is heard by the entire crowd. Shortly after, a giant cloud descends from the sky and picks everyone up. A man without a head is left behind.
Milo:
“I think we left Mr. Jackson left something behind”
Nala:
“Eh. Don’t pay any attention to that old man. He always forgets something, even though he is clear-headed”
Milo (laughs or giggles):
"You're so silly"
Tree nymph 1:
“Dance with me, Milo”
Milo:
"Sure"
Milo and the tree nymph start dancing together. The wind nymphs join them, creating fountains of water, seemingly from the clouds. Sugar snaps her fingers, changing the color of the water to purple. People cheer at the spectacle. They keep partying until nighttime comes. Once it strikes midnight, a giant icosahedron appears in the sky near the party. The music also stops with its appearance. Milo and Nala slowly realize that everyone froze.
20-sided die:
“You two have been partying for so long, you have broken a historical record. Please decide, between the two of you, a wish. After you have chosen a wish, the dice will roll. Your wish will become more likely to happen depending on your roll”
Nala:
“Why is it a probability? Why can’t you just grant it?”
20-sided die (looking dejected):
I……… I am sorry. I never could become as good as my brothers. You see, they became genies, but I never could. This is the best I can do.
Nala:
“Damn. I'm sorry.”
Milo:
"Poor dude. Nala be more respectful of others”
Sugar
“That’s rough, buddy”
20-sided die:
“Thank you for your concern. Please, make your wish.”
Milo:
“So, what do you guys want?”
Sugar
“Don’t look at me. I am the God of Parties. I don't count”
Nala:
“Why?”
Sugar (Shrugging)
“A rule by the Gods, I guess”
Milo (redirecting his stare):
“So, Nala. Is there anything you want?”
Nala:
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“I want a sandwich”
Milo (looking at the dice):
“We want a sandwich”
20-sided die:
“What”
Milo:
“We want a sandwich”
20-sided die:
“You can have everything you have ever wanted. I can make you incredibly rich, famous, perfect. There is literally nothing you could not have. And yet, all you want is a sandwich?”
Nala (after giving it some more thought):
“You’re right. I don’t just want a sandwich. I want an incredible sandwich.”
Milo, clearly impressed with his friend’s brilliance, applauds.
20-sided die:
“I ………….. Ugh……………. Mmmm……………..egrg……………….. Fine”
The die starts to spin. Natural 20.
20-sided die:
“You will receive an incredible sandwich. As a bonus, since you guys are pretty cool, I’ll try to make it really freaking good”
Milo and Nala:
"Awesome"
Time unfreezes. A small table appears next to the die. Little hands appear from the side.
Tree nymph 1:
“Whos’ that?”
Milo:
“A friend. He said he was going to make a really incredible sandwich for us"
Tree nymph 1:
"Awesome"
The 20-sided die starts to make the sandwich. It starts by getting a knife and spreading butter.
Sugar:
“For a dude that can stop time itself, you sure are regular when it comes to guaranteeing these wishes”
20-sided die (embarrassed):
“I'm a really good cook”