Princess Fluttershine, Part 11
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The Script For Today's Comic!
Princess Fluttershine
SCENE:
Still at Branch’s house. Tom has regained control of himself, perhaps slicking back his hair in an attempt to be penitent, as he stands – figurative hat in hand – over the shrinking figure of poor, irritating Branch. This should be the big “Say Anything” moment where the character has an epiphany. Branch, on the other hand, does not change expression significantly while he’s talking. She is completely unreadable, a Sphinx.
TOM: Look, I… didn’t mean to yell.
TOM: But you don’t have any long-term friends outside of Karla. All you have are these guys who listen to you to try and get into your pants while you blather on about Michael Crawford.
TOM: And they all leave you. Because you’re annoying.
TOM: But you keep hanging around with us, and I think you’re lonely. It’s hard to say because you’re a freak, but…
TOM: Maybe you can’t just say things right.
TOM: So maybe we should do the campaign by email, where you won’t freeze up when I look at you. You can show me what Fluttershine does when Branch isn’t nervous. And maybe that’ll help Branch a little.
TOM (gruffly embarrassed in the face of this monotone extravaganza that Branch has given H-I-M spells “him”): That’s it.
(He leaves.)
(A small heart appears over Branch’s head, connected by a little jaggie, as she clasps her hands together and smiles in actual radiantness. She is totally head-over-heels in love.)