Talk:Glass Shattering Experiment/Transcript/@comment-85.71.74.43-20180924105120

(Meanwhile a bunch of people is gathering around something interesting)

Chomper: Come on guys. Let's see what is going on here. I bet it's something unusual.

Loofah: I can't already wait!

Wild Arms: Me too!

Cera: Oh, I hope those people are dying to see a one-eyed Spider-Man.

Littlefoot: Cera!

Garfield: Don't talk about Spider-Man like that. He's depressed. And sad about his eye.

Rocky: I hope his eye will be alright.

Shorty: Me either. Let's go to the van!

Garfield: Whoo-hoo!

(In their van...)

Chomper: This seat is very comfortable. I like it. Hey, don't push me. Never mind. Where are we?

Shorty: Outside of Manhattan.

Guido: Great. I gotta call Wild Arms... (grabs iPhone to call him) (thinks) ''No. Wild Arms' high-pitched scream broke my phone. This will not work. [Grunts In Frustration]'' (out loud) I decided to call him later. It can wait.

Chomper: Well, I have a Super 8 Camera, which is not shattered.

Cera: Not like Spider-Man's eye.

Ali: Cera. Don't be so rude to him. It's not his fault that his eye is shattered. If you have shattered eye you will feel terrible. Forget it. And talk about him like that ever again. I'm serious.

Barry the Strawberry: N-woo.

Ali: Whatcha doin' on the roof, Spider-Man?

Spider-Man: I decided to go with you. I had to run away from these pickers.

Loofah: I'm glad you decided that.

Foobie: Uh-huh.

Spider-Man: At least I have a peace.

Doofah: If I were you I will feel the same. But I'm just a Yellow Belly.

Spider-Man: (still sitting on the roof) It was mine idea to go with you.

Loofah: Mine too. Good thing Dad got us some berries.

Spider-Man: Without them you will be hungry! (laughs)

Mutt: Stop laughing or I might get angry!

Littlefoot: Mutt, no! Or you'll be the monster and destroy the van!

Ducky: We don't want to get you angry. No, no, no.

Spike: I regret Spider-Man. He didn't deserve to have a shattered eye. I'm glad my eyes are OK.

Melanie: I hope his eye will be alright soon.

Nod: Yeah, alright soon.

Littlefoot: Are we there yet?

I filled another lines and TBA's, got it?