A Real Magic Skeleton, Brandon and others in “Unfinished Business”

(sighs) Here we are again, fearing for our lives, framing-- [Grabs the helmet] gah-- junk. I like hanging out with you all the time, but don’t you ever feel… trapped?

Speak for yourself! Despite the couple wackos, this place rules! Plus, it’s like the easiest job in the world!

Is it, though?

Yeah! Everything’s easy with you around! Now, let’s get to work… after I take a nap.

Huh? [Brandon hops on the counter with newspapers to nap.] Now? [Brandon snores] But we gotta frame Mad Sam’s helmet! I just don’t get paid enough for any of this! Look at him… so peaceful. Not a care in the world. Must be nice to be so willfully complacent. Huh?

"25 more pennies an hour"? This could be just what I need to get out of this funk. Watching Brandon sleep can be fun sometimes, but maybe it’s time for me to move up in the world! Sorry, Brandon, but I’ve gotta get that job!

Well, let’s see. Special skills. Uh… Framing proficien--Ugh, no, that’s dumb. Does magic count as a special skill? [A clang sound is heard.] Maybe I should-- [Another clang sound is heard.] Wha-- [And another. RMS' head is enveloped in purple flames.] Ooh, my geez, why?! What are you doing?!

I’m trying to get Mad Sam’s helmet in this display case. [Slams the helmet]

Ugh! [Brandon slams again] You’re driving me nuts! Brandon, my dude, I love you, but I’m so glad I’m applying for a new job.

New job?!

Yep! And with the extra 25 pennies a week, it’ll only take me, like… 2,000 years to become a millionaire! And once I have that much money, I’ll be able to do the things I always dreamed of.

Here ya go.

Ahh!

So you’re just gonna turn your back on all the cool stuff we do here? Like when we duct-taped each other to the walls? Or that time I took all your bones and hid them around the store.

I didn’t like when you did that! I need my bones.

Well, what about the time we thought we were level 100 and fought Big Darrell. [Imagines fighting Big Darrell]

That was K.O..

Okay, well, still… our jobs are great! Think about how sweet our future will be, working here together, forever. [Echos] Forever… forever… forever.

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!

(shudders) [He checks his phone to see Drupe messaging him.] Mm. Come on. Drupe picked up some sour candy.

Oh, whoo! Whoo, whoo, whoo!