Copyright 2000 --- Robert Baer Jr. Dylan --- "Birthday Art" DISCLAIMER Road Rovers characters, names, situations and the Road Rovers universe are the property of Warner Bros. I, nor this script/story are connected with Warner Bros. in any way, shape or form. This document may not be publicized or reproduced in any way, shape or form. It must remain fully intact and may not be altered in anyway. It is strictly used for not-for-profit entertainment purposes only, and is not intended to infringe on any Copyrights. This story is written by Robert Baer Jr and the characters of Otto, Gila Monster, Princess and Samantha Maddog are all Robert Baer Jr's creations, copyright pending, 1999 Alethia is a creation of Kylen Miles, Cobber is a creation of Mike Browner. Dawn is a creation of Diane L, Huntress is a creation of Greywolf Lupous, Hope is a creation of Angel Munoz. Dervish is a creation of Casey Johnson, DJ is a creation of Jake Williams, Dylan and Jazz are creations of Dylan Rinald, Star is a creation of Katherine Gore, Misty Maddog is a creation of Bart Walls. Dylan --- "Birthday Art" The scene is Road Rover Mission Control where Dylan is fast asleep in his quarters. Suddenly, the loud blast from the PA disrupts his sleep. MASTER (on PA system): DYLAN! Report for duty at once! Dylan is so startled, he tumbles out of bed unto the floor, still only half awake. DYLAN (yawning): Huh? MASTER (on PA system): DYLAN! Report to the breifing room immediately! DYLAN (stands up): Right away, Master! Dylan quickly throws on his Road Rover uniform and rushes into the briefing room where the Master, Jazz and Misty Maddog are waiting for him. MASTER (happy): Greetings, Dylan! I have a very special assignment for you! JAZZ (nods): It's going to be BIG NEWS! Really BIG, my friend! MISTY (bubbly): I'm SO excited! DYLAN (confused): Er... ok..... what is this mission involve, Master? MASTER (big smile): Dylan, the President of the United States wants to see you! DYLAN (shocked): Really? No way! Are you serious? MASTER (nods): Yes, you see, he heard about what a great artist you are and he wants you to paint his official portrait! JAZZ (happy): Isn't this wonderful, Dylan? Imagine, YOUR portrait of William Jefferson Clinton hanging in the White House! MISTY (jumping for joy): And me and Jazz get to come along too! DYLAN (surprised): Me? He wants ME to paint HIS portrait? MASTER (smiles): Yes, you must leave immediately! The President has a busy agenda this morning and wants to pose for his painting now. Gather your art supplies, Misty will use her collar to teleport the three of you to the Oval office where he is waitng. Good luck! Dylan nods and rushes back to his room to gather his art supplies. DYLAN (thinking to himself): It's a honor to paint the President, but why today? Why on my birthday? All his art supplies and easel having been gathered, Dylan rejoins Misty and Jazz in the briefing room. With a loud BOOM!!! the three Road Rovers appear in the Oval Office of the White House. Frightened Secret Service men draw their handguns out and aim at them. MISTY (screams as she grabs Jazz tightly): NO!!! DON'T SHOOT!!! DYLAN (waves arms): HEY! We're supposed to be here! JAZZ (shows his press badge): I'm Press, OK? In the distance, Bill Clinton comes running. CLINTON (shouts): HEY! Hold your fire! These are all friends of mine! The stone-faced Secret Service agents holster their weapons as Bill Clinton runs up to Jazz, Dylan and Misty. CLINTON (shaking hands): My apologies, I'm so sorry y'all! These men are sworn to protect me, they were only doing their duty. JAZZ (nods): We understand, sir! DYLAN (smiles): Sure we do! MISTY (shaking): I'm still scared! JAZZ (holding Misty closer): It's alright Misty, you're safe. OK? MISTY (smiles): Ok! I'll be fine since your here with me, Jazz! Jazz grins widely as Dylan sets up his easel. CLINTON (points): That's right, set up in front of my desk! I'll sit behind it and pose! Hmmmmmmm. Maybe this should be a family portrait (yells out): HILLIARY!!! (sadly): Oh... she's not here! DYLAN (smiles): Whatever you say, Mr President! CLINTON (turns to Misty): Don't be scared, little lady. Tell you what, after we're done here, we'll all go out for a Chunky Lunky burger, maybe some fries and a malt... whatdoya say? MISTY (excited): WOW!! Lunch with the President! Sounds great! CLINTON (brightens): I have an idea! Why not paint me and my dog! (calls out): Here Hunter! Come here boy! Dylan, Jazz and Misty watch in amazement as a yellow retriever mix walks into the Oval Office and puts his front paws up on the President. MISTY (whispers to Jazz): Isn't that OUR Hunter? JAZZ (whispers back): Yes, but it's a secret, ok? Misty nods as Bill Clinton and Hunter walk behind his desk. Bill has Hunter to 'stand up' by putting his front paws on the desk and looking forward. CLINTON (smiles): There you go! Dylan, go ahead and begin the portrait! Time passes quickly as Dylan carefully paints the portrait. Hunter, to everyone's surprise, stands perfectly still during the entire process. One hour later, the portrait is done. DYLAN (smiles): It's finished, Mr President! I hope you like it! Bill Clinton rushes over to the canvass followed by Hunter. CLINTON (excited): Dylan! This painting is wonderful! I'm happier than a hog in a waller! You've managed to capture the REAL me on canvass! DYLAN (smiles): I'm very honored that you like it, sir! CLINTON (bubbly): Like it? I LOVE IT!!! Bet ya Hilliary will be happy too! JAZZ (smiles): Mr President, do you have a word for the press? CLINTON (shakes finger): I did not have sexual relations with .... JAZZ (interrupting): I meant about the painting! CLINTON (brightens): OH! Yessir I do! WOW!!! (elbows Jazz): You can quote me on that one, Jazz! JAZZ (rolls eyes): Er...yeah CLINTON (happy): Dylan, to show you my gratitude, I have something for you in the next room, follow me! (looks down at Hunter): Come along Hunter! Bill Clinton leads Dylan, Jazz, Misty and several secret service men to another room down the hall. CLINTON (points): Dylan, you lead the way! Dylan nods and opens the door. He can't believe his eyes! The room is decorated with a huge banner on the wall which says, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY DYLAN". All of Dylan's Road Rover friends are there, including Star, Cobber, Dawn, Dervish, Alethia, DJ, Huntress, Blitz, Otto and Samantha Maddog. Shag and Exile bring in the huge birthday cake. The Master walks in as everyone begins to sing "HAPPY BIRTHDAY." Even Bill Clinton joins in the singing. His friends gather around him, Jazz and Misty. DYLAN (looks at the Master): Master, how did you get the President to .... MASTER (smiles): Ask Otto and Sam here, they are old friends of his! CLINTON (smiles): You're darn right they are! It was his pal the Gila Monster that saved my life several months ago! I owed them a favor and, well, this is it! DYLAN (looks at Otto and Samantha): WOW! You mean, you two arranged for all of this? OTTO (nods): That is correct, Dylan. SAMANTHA (smiles): Mr Dylan, sir, it was our pleasure to put this party together! Please enjoy it! STAR (hugs Dylan): Congradulations, Dylan! DAWN (hugs Dylan): Happy Birthday, Dylan! DERVISH (shakes hands): Way to go, Dylan! COBBER (smiles): Good job, mate! ALETHIA (points): Otto, Sam, I know that the Gila Monster is your friend, but I think you better go talk to him OTTO (sternly): Is there something wrong? DJ (points): I'll say there is! He's eating cake, with his bare hands! SAMANTHA (giggles): Well, that's not too bad, is it, DJ, sir? DJ (shakes head): He's also eating his ice cream with his hands too! SAMANTHA (shocked): Oh dear! HUNTRESS (sternly): He's really making a mess over there OTTO (nods): Understood, I'll tend to this problem immediately! DYLAN (points, laughs): Has that fellow ever heard of a napkin? SAMANTHA (shocked): oh NO! I better go help him! JAZZ (nods): I gotta take some pictures of THIS! Otto, Samantha and Jazz rush over to where the Gila Monster and Princess are seated. Princess agrues with him about his table manners, the Gila simply grabs another slab of cake with his bare hands and starts to eat it. Meanwhile Misty walks over to Dylan. MISTY (smiles): Looks like this is quite a grand party, isn't it? DYLAN (smiles): Yep, it sure is! Jazz runs over to Dylan and Misty, looking rather terrified. MISTY (looks at Jazz): Darling, what's the matter? JAZZ (shakes head): That Gila Monster guy's gone too far this time! DYLAN (confused): What did he did? JAZZ (sternly): I was attempting to take his picture while he was eating, I moved in for a close up and that's when it happened MISTY (confused): What happened? JAZZ (holds up camera): THIS!! MISTY (shocked): Oh dear! DYLAN (shocked): You mean he... he..... JAZZ (growls): That's right! He bit the end off of my extended lens camera! Princess tried to warn me to keep my hands and feet away from his mouth, but I only thought she was joking! DYLAN (smiles): I'll go talk to him, I'm sure he'll buy you a replacement! JAZZ (happy): Wow! Thanks Dylan! MISTY (nods): It's like all your friends have said about you, Dylan, you really are a nice guy! DYLAN (huge grin): Gee, thanks Misty! Hunter walks over to Dylan and barks a few times. JAZZ (confused): What did he say? DYLAN (smiles): He told ME to say it this time! (shouting): TO THE POWER OF THE PACK!!!! All of the Rovers howl in unison. In the background, President Clinton is heard shouting,"HEY GILA MONSTER, THAT'S MY CHUNKY LUNKY BURGER!!!" -----------------------------------------------------------------------