Scenario:Mimlemel - Happy Pumpkin

Happy Pumpkin

Mimlemel tours the town with a pumpkin granted consciousness as her ride. Its name is Pun-Kin, and it goes wild when it learns that all pumpkins are to be "disposed" of.

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Any version of Mimlemel is a crew member

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No version of Mimlemel in crew

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Mimlemel: ...

Lyria: Oh, hello there! What are you doing in a place like this?

Mimlemel: Tootle-too!

Vyrn: Whoa, nice horn! And what a weird-lookin' stump.

Mimlemel: Toot-toot!

Vyrn: I don't know what's going on, but it's kinda dangerous for a kid like you to be out here.

Lyria: Yes. Why don't you head back home before it gets dark?

Mimlemel: Toot...

Vyrn: All right, be careful on your way back! See ya!

Mimlemel: ...

The girl silently stares at the crew but finally nods, as if she has decided something.

Vyrn: Don't look now, (Captain), but she followed us again.

Mimlemel: Tootle-too! Too-too-tootle!

Vyrn: Do we owe you something?

Vyrn: Maybe there's a tour guide fee that we gotta pay.

Mimlemel: Not really.

Lyria: Definitely not! I think she wants to come with us!

Mimlemel: Tootle-tootle-too!

Vyrn: Are you serious?

Mimlemel: Nice.

Lyria: Yay! Mimlemel's joining our crew!

Mimlemel: Tootle-too!

And so (Captain) and company find themselves with a mysterious new companion.
Some time thereafter...

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On the night before Halloween, (Captain) and company dock the Grandcypher in the port of a remote town and get ready to enjoy the local festivities.

They try to get their costumes in order for the spectacle that is Halloween.

Vyrn: Guys! Word is that this town stocks all sorts of cool costumes! You up for tryin' out a few, Lyria?

Lyria: Huh? M-m-me?

Lyria: But I...

Vyrn: Hahah, no need to be shy! Just go with the flow and you'll be good!

Lyria: Well, if (Captain) will be getting a costume too...

Mimlemel: Tootle-too!

Vyrn: Lookie here, it's Mimlemel! You out for a night of fun with us?

Mimlemel: I need art supplies. Give 'em to me.

Lyria: Art supplies? I think I saw some in the storeroom. What do you need them for?

Mimlemel: My new ride. It needs prettying up.

Mimlemel rolls in a pumpkin from the shadows, a work in progress to be sure.

Vyrn: Ahahah, this is pretty sweet! Fits Halloween perfectly!

Lyria: Yeah, it looks fabulous! Are you here for the festival too, Mimlemel?

Mimlemel: Festival?

Vyrn: Why don't you get a costume too? It'll be, like, ten times more fun if you do! I'll even help you find something nice!

Lyria: We'll even help you color in the pumpkin! Right, (Captain)?

Mimlemel: Hm? Okay. Thanks.

Thanks to the efforts of (Captain) and company, Mimlemel's costume is completed just in time for Halloween.

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Mimlemel: ...

Vyrn: Woo-hoo, right on time! This
jack-o'-lantern's just oozin' with atmosphere!

Lyria: Wow, you look adorable as a witch too! How does the costume feel on you, Mimlemel?

Mimlemel: Kinda rough. Can I take it off?

Vyrn: How 'bout we tour the town before that? You go like that, and you're bound to get oodles of free candy.

Mimlemel: Candy?

Lyria: There's lots of fun stuff to see and do too! Why not keep the costume on a bit longer and take in all the fun?

Mimlemel: Tootle-too!

Mimlemel: Fine. You get to come with me.

Vyrn: Whoa, wait for us! Time to pick up the pace, (Captain)!

Lyria: Right! Mimlemel, wait for us!

Meanwhile a heavy aura wafts from a corner of the Grandcypher's storeroom.

There lie the once inanimate objects granted consciousness via Mimlemel's mysterious power.

Stumpeye: Humph...

Hornby: Looks like she's already gone off. You still pouting, Stumpeye?

Stumpeye: Oh, come now. How do ya expect me to pout when I'm faced with the realization that I'm not good enough fer her?

Hornby: Can you really blame her? I mean, it's Halloween. Nice guys like you and I are terrible at scaring people.

Stumpeye: I'm not too sure about that new guy though, Hornby.

Hornby: Well, his buds only sprouted recently.

Stumpeye: Urgh, I'm getting the jitters just thinkin' about it... No time to be playin' lifeless stump anyhow!

Hornby: Hm, I have an idea...

Pun-Kin: Woo-hoo-hoo!

Pun-Kin: Ahaha, everything's so pretty! Like I'm in Halloween Wonderland or something!

Pun-Kin: Am I in a dream? It's almost as if some fairy godmother cast a spell on me and turned me into the princess's carriage!

Pun-Kin: Ooh, looks like fun over there! Hold on tight, Princess! I'm going full-throttle!

Pun-Kin: Aaagh!

Lyria: Eep! A-are you okay, Mimlemel?

Mimlemel: Mm... Hit a rock. I'm fine.

Vyrn: Hey, I know you're having a blast, but don't get too carried away either.

Mimlemel: Wasn't me. The wheels just...

Mimlemel: Hm... Maybe the screws are on too tight.

Lyria: Look, Mimlemel! Some kind of performance is about to start in the plaza!

Vyrn: Ooh, always love a good street performance! Can we worry about the wheels later? Gotta get up front to see the show.

Mimlemel: Fine. Could use a walk anyway.

She leaves her new ride behind and makes for the plaza on foot with the others.

A faint shadow appears above a nearby hill and charges forward with a thunderous rumble.

Stumpeye: Watch it, tenderfoot! You get Mim in a jam and you'll have me to deal with!

Pun-Kin: Uh-oh, here comes Stumpeye!

Pun-Kin: I-I'm so sorry! I...

Stumpeye: Good thing I followed ya! Why do ya think I taught you how to let loose with those wheels!

Stumpeye: To protect Mim!

Pun-Kin: Sorry... Guess I'm still getting the hang of things...

Hornby: C'mon, give him a break. It's only been half a year since he sprouted his pumpkin buds.

Pun-Kin: Hornby... So you came here on Stumpeye, huh? I'm sorry if I made you worry.

Hornby: Oh, not to worry, Pun-Kin. She is safe after all.

Stumpeye: Oi, don't be pamperin' 'im now! It's much too dangerous to rely entirely on shiftin' yer weight fer a cruise. Better he learn it now rather than later...

Hornby: Look who's talking? You were pretty wild the first time I met you too. Mimlemel and I sure had it rough back then.

Pun-Kin: Ahaha, really? Tell me more about Stumpeye back in the day!

Stumpeye: Oh, bollocks! You tryin' to play Mommy now, Hornby?

Stumpeye: Then again, this might actually be a fine opportunity. I'm going to elucidate our true purpose.

Stumpeye: First of all, you need to know that we owe our consciousness to Mim's special power.

Stumpeye: Hornby's memories tell us it dates back to the War—something supposedly so great it tipped the scales.

Pun-Kin: Well, what exactly is this power, Hornby?

Hornby: That's the thing—I can't remember... I might be made from a really old tree, but I have trouble recalling things from centuries ago.

Stumpeye: Might take some work, but I'm sure you'll get there in due time. The problem is those who crave her power. She could fall into danger at any time.

Stumpeye: That's why it's our job to protect her. Got all that, tenderfoot?

Pun-Kin: Uh-huh! I definitely kind of think I got it!

Pun-Kin: Oh, before I forget! Who were those people walking with the princess?

Stumpeye: Sigh... They're skyfarers, okay? Skyfarers. Mim tours the skies with 'em.

Pun-Kin: Tour the skies?

Pun-Kin: Wooow! Do I get to sail the skies too?

Hornby: I guess so, except... Oh look, everyone's back!

Lyria: Teehee! That performance was so much fun!

Vyrn: Sure took me by surprise! Definitely wasn't expectin' 'em to hit that mark from so far away... Hey, what's that over there?

Mimlemel: Hm? A horn and a stump...

Mimlemel: They're mine. Wonder what they're doing here though.

Mimlemel: Huh?

Mimlemel: Aah!

Lyria: Yikes! Look at her go!

Vyrn: Whoa! This might be more entertaining than the street performance...

Cotton Candy Guy: Freshly made cotton candy for only a few rupies a pop!

Pun-Kin: Lantataran!
Tantataran!

Cotton Candy Guy: What the? A girl and a pumpkin?

Mimlemel: Hm... Cotton candy, huh.

Mimlemel: Trick or treat.

Cotton Candy Guy: Really sorry, but I'm running a business here. I can give you this cookie though.

Mimlemel: Only one cookie? You've got guts.

Mimlemel: Take your pick: give me cotton candy or die.

Cotton Candy Guy: Wha?

Trick-or-Treater 1: Ahaha! Trick or treat!

Trick-or-Treater 2: Snicker... Gimme all your candy!

Pun-Kin: Eeek!

Pun-Kin: I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!

Vyrn: Eheheh, you're literally shaken to the core! Didn't know you scare so easily.

Mimlemel: Not me. It's my ride that's shaking.

Vyrn: Oh, really?

Vyrn: Wh-wh-whoa!

Mimlemel: Should've listened...

Pun-Kin: Eeep!

Pun-Kin: I can't take this anymore! Someone save me!

Lyria: Yay! Look at all this candy I got from the lady in that house!

Mimlemel: Nice, Lyria. I'll trade you for a bite of my cotton candy.

Pun-Kin: Sweeet! Gimme some too, pretty please!

Lyria: Sure. Have this fancy-looking one!

Mimlemel: Thanks.
Nom... Nom...

Mimlemel: ...

Mimlemel: Rgh... You got me, Lyria... You didn't say anything about it being so sour...

Lyria: Really? I'm so sorry—I thought it might be strawberry-flavored because of the red color... Was it a plum flavor?

Pun-Kin: Okay, no more candy for me then! Any chance you throw some of that cotton goodness into my mouth?

Mimlemel: We'll leave the plum candy for the adults... I'll put them all in the trunk for now.

Pun-Kin: Ack!

The crew walks around town enjoying the festival. Pun-Kin, with his recently
sprouted-consciousness, finds joy at everything in sight.

The day soon comes to an end.

Mimlemel: Yawn...

Lyria: Hm? You look sleepy, Mimlemel.

Vyrn: Ah, looks like she's dozing off. It's getting dark anyway; how about we head back?

Mimlemel: Absolutely... not... Must have... yakisoba...

Lyria: Ahahaha... Sure thing! Let's make yakisoba our last purchase for the night!

Vyrn: I think there was a yakisoba stand down that way! Wait right here, Mimlemel!

Mimlemel: Zzz... Hold the... pickled ginger...

Pun-Kin: Princess... Aww, the festival's over already?

Pun-Kin: I wanted to have some more fun, but I guess I'll get another chance next year. Should probably plan on how I'll make the rounds in advance.

Council Executive: Phew... Thank goodness. Everything ended without a hitch this year too.

Council Member: Yeah, we did great! Are you gonna have a party with the other execs tonight?

Council Executive: Boy, would I love to... 'Cept I've got some heavy-duty work waiting for me tomorrow. Gotta gather up all the pumpkins in town.

Council Member: Yeah, after Halloween, it's all just trash really. We should all help to dispose of them.

Pun-Kin: ...!

Council Executive: The fine wines will have to wait a bit longer. Gotta turn in early and rest up for tomorrow.

Council Member: Yep, I'll do my part too!

Pun-Kin: Dispose? Is that what they do to us pumpkins after Halloween?

Pun-Kin: I can't...

Pun-Kin: Aaaargh!

Hornby: Not good! Pun-Kin just went down a really steep hill!

Stumpeye: Aw, shoot!

The world that shone so bright suddenly seemed like nothing more than a bottomless pit to Pun-Kin.

As if seeking liberation from such torment, he continues to roll down the hill in a mad frenzy. Only time will tell how this pumpkin's fate will play out.