A week had passed, and not an excuse to save the world had arisen, Brian narrated.
"Excuse me!" shouted the narrator.
"Sorry", Brian narrated once again.
"I quit!!" The narrator stormed out.
Brian's brow was furrowed with concern. "How are we going to start an episode of Space Baron, without a narrator?", he moaned. They both moved uneasily in the bathtub.
"Keep buffing!!" ordered SB.
"I'm sorry", gushed Brian, "but I cannot see my face in it yet."
"No matter", said Space Baron, a small grin on his face.
"We'll have to go without a narrator!!" SB said proudly.
"But we have already started this episode", Brian complained.
"You're right!!" Space Baron stood up in the bath, much to the smirks and giggles of the grade 10 schoolgirls who were studying him for work experience.
"What are they doing here!!?" he gasped. "I specifically asked for young boys!!!"
Brian quickly whispered in SB's ear. SB went a bright shade of crimson. "Carry on.." he ordered the schoolgirls, who were too busy admiring his rubber duck.
"We need a plot for this episode," exclaimed Brian.
"Sadly Brian, budget cuts have forced us to skimp on the plot and just give out stupid details, and some conversation." Space Baron sighed.
"I guess so," laughed Brian, and everyone guffawed to Brian's hilarious remark.
THE END