Chapter XVII: Nap Time

(Somber organ music is playing. A close-up shot of Papa Nihil in a glass coffin is shown while Papa IV stands beside it.)

[PAPA IV]

Hmm.

(Papa VI whips out a juice box from his back pocket and unwraps the straw before tossing the paper on the ground.

He is fumbling with the straw and drops it on the ground.)

[PAPA IV]

Goddamnit.

(Papa IV fumbles after the straw as smoke creeps in and covers the floor. He then finds pliers that he tosses away)

[PAPA IV]

Ah? Where is it?

(Papa IV then finds a small American flag. He waves it shortly and tosses it away.)

[PAPA IV]

Ah.

(Papa IV finds the straw and sticks it in the juice box. He takes a loud sip while the blue ghost of Papa Nihil rises from the coffin.)

[PAPA NIHIL]

*Yawns loudly*

[PAPA IV, unenthusiastically]

It's alive.

[PAPA NIHIL]

Ooh!

(Papa Nihil's back cracks as he stretches)

[PAPA IV]

How you doin', Pops?

(Papa Nihils continues to stretch and his body makes creaking noises)

[PAPA IV]

Are you making decrepit noises?

[PAPA NIHIL]

Ho, ho, ho

[PAPA IV]

How is that even possible?

[PAPA NIHIL]

Ooh, that was a good nap!

[PAPA IV]

That doesn't make sense at all. I mean, as someone who is... Eh, risen...

[PAPA NIHIL]

*Yawns loudly*

[PAPA IV]

... from the dead, you shouldn't be making actual, physical noises right?

I mean, you should be as healthy as you were in your prime right?

[PAPA NIHIL]

I don't make the rules.

[PAPA IV]

True that.

[PAPA NIHIL]

Fifty years ago I was in my prime. That was a long...

[PAPA IV]

*Sips loudly from his juice box*

[PAPA NIHIL]

...long time ago.

[PAPA IV]

That's really sad. But what is more fun - I brought you something. Look at this! It's a gold record! For your old shitty song.

Well, it's actually quite good but... Not that... Well! Anyway, this is for you!

I-I-Ah... I brought this to you. For you. To-to marvel over. Hm?

[PAPA NIHIL]

Ugh.

[PAPA IV]

Oh ffffff... Well, you're welcome.

[PAPA NIHIL]

*Yawns loudly*

I'm going back to bed now.

[PAPA IV]

So, well then... I-I'll skiddle. So take care of yourself and have fun and I'll see you around, alright? Cool, ta!

(Papa IV walks away from Papa Nihil who is descending into his coffin. He then turns around determined)

[PAPA IV]

Well, you know what? I finally figured out what all that Jesus fuzz was about. Have you?

[PAPA NIHIL]

Whatever.