Yeah, okay it's like. Unoriginal or whatever BUT I'm working on something a little cool that I wanted to show off which is basically, Mr. Peabody and Sherman meets Bill and Ted EXCEPT Mr. Peabody and Sherman is one person (Shawn) and so are Bill and Ted (Sid). I wrote a couple hundred word skits as well as like. 400 hundred words of a pilot episode and that seemed better than my original blog idea so here!
SID: Oh man, you ever seen Da Vinci paint? That guy has the worst brush holding technique I have ever SEEN, dude.
SHAWN: What are you talking about—You’re supposed to LEARN from Da Vinci.
SID: Yeah, dumbass, how to paint.
SHAWN: No, NO, the mountains of history he carries? It’s literally fucking Leonardo Da Vinci. What— I—What are you doing with that machine?
SID: Well. Last week, I rewatched the original Dracula—As far back as I could go. I didn’t even pay a quarter for that movie. I paid a nickel, dude! A nickel.
SHAWN: Stop talking, stop talking! Oh my God!
SID: Jesus was real.
SHAWN: What the fu—SHUT UP! JUST BE QUIET!
SID: God’s not.
SHAWN: OH MY—(face behind hands) MMHMPH..
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SID: A timetraveller from the 70s who’s definitely lost. Very chill and tries to use timetravelling to enjoy life as much as possible. Went back in time six years to visit Woodstock. He balances out Shawn’s paranoia but frustrates him endlessly.
SHAWN: A wannabe timetraveller who’s built a portal and plans to use timetravel as a resource for the good of the universe and to gain knowledge lost to man. Then Sid shows up.
SHAWN is sitting at a long desk that stretches from wall to wall, covered in red string and papers. He’s muttering to himself, growing more and more wide-eyed. A loud crash sounds behind him, where his non-working time machine stands. SID exits a time machine, coughing and waving away clouds of smoke. SHAWN, stares in horror and quickly starts muttering prayers.
SHAWN: (complete horror) What the fuck is that what the fuck is exiting my portalllll I THOUGHT IT WASN’T WORKING my god I’m gonna die where’s that fucking gun holy shit this is it—
SID: Let me tell you, Joan Baez can have my…my… This is not my. Hey. Stevie? Stevie, where are— (He finally notices SHAWN, in the room) Hey.
SHAWN turns around, shaking. SID stepped out of the time machine awkwardly.
SID: Hello. You’re not… There’s been a—Oh, please don’t grab that gun…Okay.
SHAWN points the gun directly in SID’s face, who raises his arms.
SHAWN: Who are you?
SID: I’ll answer that politely—
SHAWN: (more desperately) NAME.
SID lets the answer sit on his tongue, weighs its believability, and answers confidently.
SID: Sid.
SHAWN: (lowers gun) The sloth?
SID: Sure, the sloth, put the gun down. I’ll tell you whatever information you need just put the gun down.
SHAWN isn’t sure, backing away and tightening his grip on the gun.
[part here I haven’t quite figured out let’s move on]SHAWN: You don’t know?
SID: Me and my friend, Stevie were travelling the timestream, and we stopped at a movie in the 80s, because like future movies and all that—
SHAWN: Future? Wait, what year do you think it is?
A look of dawning realization strikes SHAWN as his mouth drops. He turns to SID, almost fully dropping his gun, and his face goes pale. He surveys SID from head to toe.
SHAWN: No… No way. Holy shit. You’re actually a—No. No—No—(muttering) Does my portal actually work?
SID: I don’t think it does, man.
Super cool! Woodstock mentioned rahhhh!!
SID THE SLOTH IM GONNA CRY
This was a cool idea and while I don’t know who Bill and Ted are. I think it’s really funny you used Mr. Peabody and Sherman as inspo for Shawn.
This idea is really neat! I especially love the small inclusions of modern time now in there. My favorite was the part with Sid the Sloth, especially since I just learned a dance from him yesterday.