This takes place inside a Sunday school room that was in the process of being painted. Celia Rhodes and Nate Martin are the only ones in this room at the time. The following dialogue takes place shortly after the paint that Celia found turned her into Silly Road..............
Silly Road: (has crazed look on her face as she smiles and looks at Nate) Do you.......know...........what the big problem with this world is? It's that except for a small handful of individuals which include you and me, the people in this world.....are......STUPID!!! ...........Kuhuhuhuhu! ........... I'm sure you know what I'm talking about, right, my sweet Natey-pie? (her neck snaps to the right, then back into place) Every day,.......people die............... I wouldn't be quite as ticked-off about it if it was just from old age, cancer, AIDS, or some other natural cause, but not only do people take their own lives, and the lives of eachother, .......................what really burns me up is that innocent little ones who never even had the chance to see their first sunrise.............even they aren't spared!!
All this meaningless murder is enough to make me EXPLODE!!!! (her head explodes into a burst of pink and blue paint, only to regenerate seconds later. Her insane grin shows off her mouth of sharp feline teeth and rabbit front teeth. Her right eye is twitching a bit) This world we live in is sick, my sweet Natey-pie, and in need of some healing solution that isn't found on the shelves anywhere. However, fear not! I have the answer!
Nate Martin: (looks at her nervously) Um...........I'm almost afraid to ask, but what exactly did you have in mind?
Sill Road: (holds out her paint brush and can with a crazed grin on her face) This can of paint right here............any sane person would see it as "Pandora's Box", but instead of causing all the trouble in the world, I'll use it to fix the world! Kuhuhuhuhu! And do you know how I'll do it?
Nate Martine: (sweating a bit) You'll .......um...........piant pictures on the buildings?
Silly Road: (stares blankly at him for a few seconds before breaking out into her insane laughter) Kuhuhuhuhu! Oh, my darling Nate! You're such an incorrigible tease!........ No.....this paint ........... it freed me from my prison of conformity, and always having to live up to everyone's expectations........including that jerk-wad who dared to call himself my father! And now........I plan on using it to "free" everyone else!
(she starts slowly walking up to him) Just think of it, my love: a world without pain, sadness, or death - a happy, animated world full of happy, insane toons dancing, singing, smashing eachother with huge mallets, blowing eachother up with sticks of dynamite, slicing eachother into pieces, and living through all of it without feeling even the slightest bit of pain or discomfort, because toons can't die, or really be hurt!
(she wraps her left arm under his shoulder, and rests his head in her huge, 4-fingered paw-hand) And you wanna know the best part? Once I turn you into a toon with this paint, we'll get married, and be together forever!! (presses her forehead against his. some soft purring can be heard from her*, then she pulls her head away so that she's still right in his face)
One drop, my love! That's all it will take! (dangles her brush over his head with the paint slowly oozing down towards his head, but then pulls it back at the last second) On second thought.........why should I rush this? If I tooned you now, then everything afterwards wouldn't be nearly as thrilling! This story needs to be better than a simple one-shot, but a series that lasts a good many chapters, so instead I'll save you for very last, in order to make it that much sweeter! It's settled: I shall go out into this grey and dull world, and give it the new coat of paint it doesn't know it needs, and to give the people the freedom that they don't know they can have!
Nate: (worried expression on his face) Celia, do you even hear yourself?! You're talking about making people into toons, but what about giving them a choice?! What if they don't want your "medicine"? What if they run away in fear of being tooned? All you'll be doing is causing mass panic and hysteria!
Silly Road: First off, Celia Rhodes was my old life - I'm Silly Road now! And secondly, I'm smarter than what you suggested I'd do: I'll do this quietly at first. I'll disguise as my old human self, trick my still-human friends into a party at one of their houses somewhere, then when I have them all inside, I'll toon them all! Kuhuhuhuhu! And once I have my toon army, we shall spread out, and drag more people into our happy way of life!
Sure, we're forcing people to be toons, but consider this if you will: when a patient is sick, does the doctor wait for permission from the patient for giving out the shot that will save that person's life? NO!!! She gives the shot whether the patient wants it or not, because she knows that the patient needs it! And I intend to administer as many "shots" as are needed, in order for this world to be truely happy!!! Kuhuhuhuhu! This will be so much fun! I can't wait to get started!