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12-26-2000, 09:00 PM
This was previously posted under "Reunion Fanfic" originally posted 12-24-00 I've added more...
The Facts of a Reunion
June 2001
-On Plane-
(camera focuses in on Tootie who is looking out the window)
(camera zooms out as two children race down the aisle towards the back of the plane)
(seconds later, a stewardess escorts them back to the two empty seats beside Tootie)
Stewardess: Um, miss? I believe that your two children need to stay seated, as they have been running around this plane SINCE THE FLIGHT BEGAN!
Tootie: (slowly and thoughtlessly) I'm sorry...... It won't happen again......
(Stewardess gives angry look and walks off)
Lydia (around nine or ten with the classic Tootie pigtails): (whispers to her brother, around six years old) Gosh, Bry, mom sure doesn't seem like herself! She didn't even look this way! (louder, to Tootie) Uhhh, mom? Why are we going to New York again?
(this obviously brings Tootie back to reality)
Tootie: Lydia, remember all those people that I'm always talking about?
Lydia: Yeah, Blair, Natalie, Jo, Mrs. G., Beverly Ann, Andy, Pippa, George...
Tootie: (cutting her off) So you do remember! Well, I haven't seen them in thirteen years! That's why we're going to N.Y., to meet them!
Lydia: I still don't see why Bry and I had to come, too! And why doesn't dad hafta suffer?
Tootie: You know that he couldn't get off work... Besides, summer is the best time for marine biologists to work!
(Lydia looks unhappy)
-Airport-
(Airport Announcer: Plane 337 to Atlanta, now boarding in section D5)
(Tootie, Lydia, and Bryson walk out of terminal to baggage claim. Right as Tootie reaches our for her bag, a blonde woman grabs it instead)
Tootie: Hey! That's mine!
(woman turns around)
Tootie: BLAIR?!?!?
Blair: Hey Tootie! Of course it's me! (fluffs hair, just like in the old days)
Tootie: (obviously in shock) BLAIR?!?!? I thought you'd look, well, different! You look the exact same!
Blair: I know, I know. I'm STILL beautiful! Isn't it fabulous?
Tootie: (sarcastically) Very fabulous!
(idea finally dawns on her) How did you know I'd be here? And can I have my suitcase, PLEASE? (yanks it away)
Blair: Well, it's sorta complicated. I'll explain it on the way to Peekskill...
(Tootie grabs the rest of their stuff, and turns to go with Blair)
Lydia: Mom....
Blair: (in amazement) How cute! A mini Tootie!
Lydia: The name's Lydia!
Blair: (disappointed) Oh, it's a mini Jo trapped in a mini Tootie's body...
Tootie: (laughs) Blair, this is my daughter, Lydia. Lydia this is Blair. (to Lydia) Remember the snobby, spoiled brat I told you about?
Blair: Tootie!!
Tootie: I was just kidding! Blair, this is my son, Br- (looks around for Bryson) Bryson? Bryson? Lydia! Where's your brother? Bryson? (runs around yelling "Bryson!")
Blair: Tootie, calm down, I'm sure he's nearby. Let's go notify the proper authorities, and look for him. C'mon.
Tootie: (pitiful like) Ohhhkay, Let's go Lyd.
(three walk out of sight)
-Living Room @ 'The House'-
(house looks exactly the same)
(Mrs. G., Bruce, and Beverly Ann are sitting on the couch looking at a photo album)
Mrs. G.: Remember our wedding day, or, I guess I should say, night?
Bruce: Do I?
Beverly Ann: I remember my wedding day; it was the happiest day of my life, that is, until the day I got divorced...
Mrs. G. and Bruce (in usion): We know!
Bruce: Beverly Ann, don't you ever get tired of talking about Frank and your divorce?
Beverly Ann: Now wait just a minute-
(doorbell rings)
Mrs. G.: One of them is here!!!
(runs to answer door)
(Mrs. G. opens door, and a pregnant Pippa walks in)
Mrs. G.: (very disappointed) Who are you?
Pippa: I'm Pippa!
Mrs. G.: Who?
Pippa: Pippa!
Beverly Ann: (walks over to Mrs. G. and Pippa) Edna, remember Pippa? The Eastland exchange student I told you about?
Mrs. G.: Your a pregnant Eastland student?
Pippa: It may be true that I'm pregnant, but I'm no Eastland student... I'm in my twenties. I graduated years ago...
Beverly Ann: Pippa! There's something wrong with you!
Pippa: (nervously, like she's hiding something) What?!?
Beverly Ann: I can understand what you're saying! Since when did you start speaking American?
Pippa: Well, I haven't been to Australia since my father's death in '93. This American lingo sorta grows on ya...
Beverly Ann: I'm so sorry to hear about his death...
Mrs. G.: We all are... Won't you sit down?
(Pippa sits on chair, Mrs. G. and Beverly Ann join Bruce on the couch)
Beverly Ann: So how are you dear? Are you married? Silly question, of course you're married, right?
Pippa: (nervously again) Well, you could say that...
Beverly Ann: So who is he? Do we know him?
Pippa: Yeah, I think so...
Beverly Ann: Where is he?
Pippa: (walks to door and opens it): C'mon in, darling!
(Andy walks in)
(Beverly Ann faints)
(several minutes later, Beverly Ann wakes up to find Pippa, Andy, Mrs. G., and Bruce standing around her)
Beverly Ann: Wwwwhat happened?
Andy: Mother! You scared us!
Beverly Ann: (disappointed) Oh yeah. (looks @ Andy and Pippa) I wish that I didn't remember...
Andy: Mother! You can't seriously mean that!
Beverly Ann: (very agitated) Yes, I can!
Andy: (whiny) Mmmmmmoooooommmmmm!!
Beverly Ann: Fine then, give me an explanation; NOW!
Pippa: Well...
(doorbell rings)
Pippa: (changing subject) ... someone's here!
Mrs. G.: Finally! It's about time! (goes to door and opens up) NATALIE! It's so good to see you!
(Nat comes in and they hug)
Natalie: It's good to see you, too! Hey Bruce, Beverly Ann, Andy, and Pippa! I have someone that I want all of you to meet!
Mrs. G.: (hopeful like) Your husband?
Natalie: Don't be silly! I'm not married, remember?
Mrs. G.: One can always hope...
Natalie: (grabs a girl's hand a yanks her in) Guys, this is my daughter, Ellen Dorothy Manheim Greene; I just call her Ellie.
Everyone: (ad lib) Hi, hello, nice to meet you, etc.
Ellie: Hi!
Beverly Ann: How old are you?
Ellie: Twelve, but I'll be thirteen soon
(several gasps)
Beverly Ann: And when were you born?
Ellie: '88
Beverly Ann: Uhh, Natalie, I'm confused...
Natalie: Alright, I know what you're thinking...and you're right...
Pippa: Well, that depends on if what we're thinking is okay for you, in that case what we're thinking is what you think we're thinking, but if it's not okay, what we're thinking isn't what you think we're thinking.
Natalie: (confused) Have you been talking to Tootie?
Pippa: No, why?
Natalie: never mind...and if you're thinking that Snake is Ellie's father, then you're right...
(everyone just stares)
Ellie: (whipers) Mom, do we hafta bring this up?
Natalie: (whispers) They don't know....
Ellie: (whispers) Ohhhhh....
(everyone just sits/stands in silence)
TO BE CONTINUED
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"Who wants to be a skinny pencil? I'd rather be a happy magic marker!" - Natalie, Season 1, 'Dieting'
The Facts of a Reunion
June 2001
-On Plane-
(camera focuses in on Tootie who is looking out the window)
(camera zooms out as two children race down the aisle towards the back of the plane)
(seconds later, a stewardess escorts them back to the two empty seats beside Tootie)
Stewardess: Um, miss? I believe that your two children need to stay seated, as they have been running around this plane SINCE THE FLIGHT BEGAN!
Tootie: (slowly and thoughtlessly) I'm sorry...... It won't happen again......
(Stewardess gives angry look and walks off)
Lydia (around nine or ten with the classic Tootie pigtails): (whispers to her brother, around six years old) Gosh, Bry, mom sure doesn't seem like herself! She didn't even look this way! (louder, to Tootie) Uhhh, mom? Why are we going to New York again?
(this obviously brings Tootie back to reality)
Tootie: Lydia, remember all those people that I'm always talking about?
Lydia: Yeah, Blair, Natalie, Jo, Mrs. G., Beverly Ann, Andy, Pippa, George...
Tootie: (cutting her off) So you do remember! Well, I haven't seen them in thirteen years! That's why we're going to N.Y., to meet them!
Lydia: I still don't see why Bry and I had to come, too! And why doesn't dad hafta suffer?
Tootie: You know that he couldn't get off work... Besides, summer is the best time for marine biologists to work!
(Lydia looks unhappy)
-Airport-
(Airport Announcer: Plane 337 to Atlanta, now boarding in section D5)
(Tootie, Lydia, and Bryson walk out of terminal to baggage claim. Right as Tootie reaches our for her bag, a blonde woman grabs it instead)
Tootie: Hey! That's mine!
(woman turns around)
Tootie: BLAIR?!?!?
Blair: Hey Tootie! Of course it's me! (fluffs hair, just like in the old days)
Tootie: (obviously in shock) BLAIR?!?!? I thought you'd look, well, different! You look the exact same!
Blair: I know, I know. I'm STILL beautiful! Isn't it fabulous?
Tootie: (sarcastically) Very fabulous!
(idea finally dawns on her) How did you know I'd be here? And can I have my suitcase, PLEASE? (yanks it away)
Blair: Well, it's sorta complicated. I'll explain it on the way to Peekskill...
(Tootie grabs the rest of their stuff, and turns to go with Blair)
Lydia: Mom....
Blair: (in amazement) How cute! A mini Tootie!
Lydia: The name's Lydia!
Blair: (disappointed) Oh, it's a mini Jo trapped in a mini Tootie's body...
Tootie: (laughs) Blair, this is my daughter, Lydia. Lydia this is Blair. (to Lydia) Remember the snobby, spoiled brat I told you about?
Blair: Tootie!!
Tootie: I was just kidding! Blair, this is my son, Br- (looks around for Bryson) Bryson? Bryson? Lydia! Where's your brother? Bryson? (runs around yelling "Bryson!")
Blair: Tootie, calm down, I'm sure he's nearby. Let's go notify the proper authorities, and look for him. C'mon.
Tootie: (pitiful like) Ohhhkay, Let's go Lyd.
(three walk out of sight)
-Living Room @ 'The House'-
(house looks exactly the same)
(Mrs. G., Bruce, and Beverly Ann are sitting on the couch looking at a photo album)
Mrs. G.: Remember our wedding day, or, I guess I should say, night?
Bruce: Do I?
Beverly Ann: I remember my wedding day; it was the happiest day of my life, that is, until the day I got divorced...
Mrs. G. and Bruce (in usion): We know!
Bruce: Beverly Ann, don't you ever get tired of talking about Frank and your divorce?
Beverly Ann: Now wait just a minute-
(doorbell rings)
Mrs. G.: One of them is here!!!
(runs to answer door)
(Mrs. G. opens door, and a pregnant Pippa walks in)
Mrs. G.: (very disappointed) Who are you?
Pippa: I'm Pippa!
Mrs. G.: Who?
Pippa: Pippa!
Beverly Ann: (walks over to Mrs. G. and Pippa) Edna, remember Pippa? The Eastland exchange student I told you about?
Mrs. G.: Your a pregnant Eastland student?
Pippa: It may be true that I'm pregnant, but I'm no Eastland student... I'm in my twenties. I graduated years ago...
Beverly Ann: Pippa! There's something wrong with you!
Pippa: (nervously, like she's hiding something) What?!?
Beverly Ann: I can understand what you're saying! Since when did you start speaking American?
Pippa: Well, I haven't been to Australia since my father's death in '93. This American lingo sorta grows on ya...
Beverly Ann: I'm so sorry to hear about his death...
Mrs. G.: We all are... Won't you sit down?
(Pippa sits on chair, Mrs. G. and Beverly Ann join Bruce on the couch)
Beverly Ann: So how are you dear? Are you married? Silly question, of course you're married, right?
Pippa: (nervously again) Well, you could say that...
Beverly Ann: So who is he? Do we know him?
Pippa: Yeah, I think so...
Beverly Ann: Where is he?
Pippa: (walks to door and opens it): C'mon in, darling!
(Andy walks in)
(Beverly Ann faints)
(several minutes later, Beverly Ann wakes up to find Pippa, Andy, Mrs. G., and Bruce standing around her)
Beverly Ann: Wwwwhat happened?
Andy: Mother! You scared us!
Beverly Ann: (disappointed) Oh yeah. (looks @ Andy and Pippa) I wish that I didn't remember...
Andy: Mother! You can't seriously mean that!
Beverly Ann: (very agitated) Yes, I can!
Andy: (whiny) Mmmmmmoooooommmmmm!!
Beverly Ann: Fine then, give me an explanation; NOW!
Pippa: Well...
(doorbell rings)
Pippa: (changing subject) ... someone's here!
Mrs. G.: Finally! It's about time! (goes to door and opens up) NATALIE! It's so good to see you!
(Nat comes in and they hug)
Natalie: It's good to see you, too! Hey Bruce, Beverly Ann, Andy, and Pippa! I have someone that I want all of you to meet!
Mrs. G.: (hopeful like) Your husband?
Natalie: Don't be silly! I'm not married, remember?
Mrs. G.: One can always hope...
Natalie: (grabs a girl's hand a yanks her in) Guys, this is my daughter, Ellen Dorothy Manheim Greene; I just call her Ellie.
Everyone: (ad lib) Hi, hello, nice to meet you, etc.
Ellie: Hi!
Beverly Ann: How old are you?
Ellie: Twelve, but I'll be thirteen soon
(several gasps)
Beverly Ann: And when were you born?
Ellie: '88
Beverly Ann: Uhh, Natalie, I'm confused...
Natalie: Alright, I know what you're thinking...and you're right...
Pippa: Well, that depends on if what we're thinking is okay for you, in that case what we're thinking is what you think we're thinking, but if it's not okay, what we're thinking isn't what you think we're thinking.
Natalie: (confused) Have you been talking to Tootie?
Pippa: No, why?
Natalie: never mind...and if you're thinking that Snake is Ellie's father, then you're right...
(everyone just stares)
Ellie: (whipers) Mom, do we hafta bring this up?
Natalie: (whispers) They don't know....
Ellie: (whispers) Ohhhhh....
(everyone just sits/stands in silence)
TO BE CONTINUED
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"Who wants to be a skinny pencil? I'd rather be a happy magic marker!" - Natalie, Season 1, 'Dieting'