Surprise Joe

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Tuesday, August 9, 2011

4x05: Flashes Before Your Surprise

The network had warned against a mid-season hiatus. Everyone would forget what was going on and lose interest! they shouted. But few people paid attention to Surprise Joe anyway. And no one ever knew what was going on...

Except the Giraffetasaur:



Brittany had been dead since season three, and only the Giraffetasaur could bring her back. Since Emperor Mean Man had injected him with Giraffetacide, there would be severe (however vaguely explained) consequences if he brought her back. But, if she wasn't revived this episode, everyone would tire of the storyline and the show could end. Forever.



“Go ahead,” the Emperor snarled wickedly. No one was sure what the Emperor’s motivation was. Not even the writers.

The Giraffetasaur growled. “Brittany is mine.”



“Not for long. If she is infected with the Giraffetacide, you'll never see her again.”

“I must protect her.” For all his antihero rhetoric and growling, the Giraffetasaur was fiercely loyal. He stepped toward Brittany’s dead body. “Her feelings for me,” he spoke sternly, protracting his Giraffetafangs, “are not my concern…”



***



Upstairs, Chardion watched as the Giraffetasaur brought Brittany back to life. It was all pretty fantastic and vivid, and there was an orchestra playing some very sentimental music, and reaction shots, but then suddenly Chardion felt a sharp pain. It was like a headache, but more dramatic.

And then Chardion collapsed.

Scobatron IV remained calm. “Hey buddy?” He was poking Chardion. “Whatcha doin' there?”



Marecrow was annoyed. “Seriously—right now? We’ve got work to do!” She looked down. Brittany was alive. “Wake him up, robot.” She stormed off. “Now!”

***



***

After a short commercial break, Chardion opened his eyes. Scobatron IV was hovering over him.

“Hey! You’re alive,” the robot was so glad.

But Chardion looked scared. “I saw something Scoba.”



“Yeah, well we better get down there. Brittany’s back, and Marecrow—”

“No.” Chardion grabbed Scobatron. “Don’t listen to her. You have to get out of here!”

“Does not compute.” Scobatron IV always followed orders.



“You don’t understand. Just now… I saw something. Have you seen those flashforwards? You know. Where Brittany is concerned that somebody took her baby, and Joe is always crying about how bad he wants to go back?”

Scobatron hadn’t.

“Exactly.” Chardion looked around. His accent was starting to sound Scottish or something. “I think what I saw—”



“It was the future.”

“Okay.”

Chardion stared at his friend. “You’re gonna die, Scoba.”

“Does not compute,” he responded coldly, and rushed off to help Marecrow.



Immediately, Chardion realized Scobatron IV’s surprise altimeter must have been deactivated. It smelled like foul play—or maybe eagle feathers. And Chardion was so surprised.

***

Meanwhile, in the future, Dr. Mean Man was with Joe on the plane. They were going back.



“So if season four already happened,” Joe looked concerned. “I mean, can we really save that baby?”

The Professor was not cackling. He spoke gravely: “It’s not the past we need to change…” He looked at Joe. “You see, there’s something I need to tell you,” there was a quiet fear behind his villainous eyes, “about the second half of Season 4…”



Then the screen went black. It was probably supposed to be surprising. But everyone was so confused.

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