User blog:Tkid115/The Return

(Camera zooms up on a house in a lone neighborhood. Pans into the upper right window to see a lone teenager in a black t-shirt and khaki shorts. He is writing in a notebook, seemingly for school.)

(He sits up and sighs. He then closes the book.)

???: Finally...I'm done....

(He gets up. On his shirt, we see a logo for Epic Rap Battles of History)

(A voice calls to him from his almost closed door)

???: Trent! Did you finish yet?!

(He closes his eyes and turns to the door)

Trent: Yeah, mom! It's all done! Now can I have my Wii U back?!

???: No! You first need to turn them in and get your grade to an A! Then I'll THINK about it.

(Trent clenches his fist in anger)

Trent: FINE!!!!!

(He slams the door shut and lays down on his bed.)

Trent (into his pillow): Some Thanksgiving...

(What seems like hours go by. Trent, having eaten already, continues to lie in his bed.)

(Suddenly, he looks to his right, at his desk. There, a red notebook lays at the corner. He looks up at it. On the cover, text reading "115 Rap Battles" is scribbled in pen. He gets up and walks over to it. He picks it up and flips through the pages and smiles. It's been so long since he last wrote in it.

(He flips to the blank page labeled "Cole Phelps vs Pheonix Wright". He frowns.)

Trent: What's the point. I'll never be able to post ever again...

(He slams the notebook down....but then picks it back up and opens to a new page. He takes a pen and scribbles "Mirai Nikki: The Rap Battle" at the top. He's been wanting to do this ever since he saw the masterpiece of an anime.)

(He gently puts the book back down and flips back onto the bed. What seems like more hours go by. It's dark now.)

(The doorknob turns to his room. He looks up from his rest.)

(His dad walks in.)

Trent's Dad: Hey, bud....

Trent: Hey....

(Trent's Dad looks down at the floor.)

Trent's Dad: So, uh....your mom and I have decided...we're getting you a new laptop for Christmas....

(Trent sits up bolt-right.)

Trent: R-REALLY?!!!!!!!

Trent's Dad (nodding) : You've earned it. Make us proud and don't do anything stupid on it. It's coming in December...

(Trent nods enthusiastically. His dad smiles and closes the door.)

(Trent slowly looks over to his notebook. Slowly, a smile stretches across his face...)

COMING THIS DECEMBER:








Announcer: ...115...Rap...Battles.....