Three playful fairies roam a secret, isolated forest in the U.S. One breaks the pattern and turns to face the others.

 

Blue Fairy: So, then that’s when my cousin and I got the great idea to create the Sycophant/Sick or Fat Game!

 

Red Fairy (proudly): That’s true! You see, Mr. Puck, Trump is large by width standards and seems to constantly balance on a thinning rope strand.

 

Puck (astonished): No, I definitely get it! Wow, it’s been centuries since some fairies have interacted with human beings, and clearly, they’ve needed us.

 

Blue Fairy: I mean, I was created to help out those who struggle to have hope during this dick-tater tot’s rule!

 

The Blue Fairy does a cute little bow.

 

Red Fairy (eagerly): I’ve been on Earth longer than my little cousin, but I’ve also decided to join the cause!

 

Puck (nodding): True, it’s an all hands on deck moment in time.

 

Blue Fairy (proudly): Mr. Puck, Mr. Puck!! You know it was my cousin’s idea to help out both Chase DeMoor and Anthony Joshua!!

 

Red Fairy (shyly): It was nothing really; I mean they’re already talented, and God said I could give them a bit more luck, so yup!

 

Puck: Please, you can call me Dr. Puck, and yes! Wow, you guys worked on that, too!!

 

Blue Fairy: Now Jake Paul can finally have his mouth locked shut –

 

Red Fairy (completes the phrase): And, Andrew Tate had his ass handed to him.

 

Puck: Yup, goes to show his muscles are also plastic.

 

Blue Fairy (excitedly): Yes!!! I bet he can’t even open a jar!

 

Red Fairy: Not to mention that his reproductive system has shriveled up more than a sponge in the sun, talk about a micrus dikkus.

 

Puck: Thank God for that! It’s actually a nanos dikkus, but that’s what happens when men cheat by using “juice.”

 

The fairies continue merrily on their way, until the Blue Fairy turns around to face them both again.

 

Blue Fairy: Wait a minute, sir. Where are we going now?!

 

Red Fairy: I’m also confused; this isn’t the way to the White House to go mess around with them.

 

Puck (patiently): I was wondering when you’d ask! We’ve been tasked to recruit more help!

 

Blue Fairy and Red Fairy look at each other and then back at Puck with downtrodden looks.

 

Blue Fairy (dejectedly): I thought we were doing a good job.

 

Red Fairy (shedding a little tear): Same here.

 

Puck: Now, now, young ones! It’s not a reflection of your work; if anything, it’s time to ask for more help. Everyone can use help every now and then.

 

The two little fairies still look about somewhat sadly.

 

Puck (continued): Listen, the fact that you’re both here with me is crucial!

 

Red Fairy (pouting): You’re just saying that, Dr. Puck!

 

Puck (chuckles): Okay, okay, you both can call me Puck now! Afterall, you’ve all mastered how to be a true fairy!

 

Both little fairies smile but still require more assurance. So, Puck faces them both and smiles.

 

Blue Fairy: Do you really mean it, sir?

 

Puck (chuckles): Of course! You know I may play tricks, but I’m not a liar like anyone in this administration!

 

Both little fairies think, look at each other, and laugh.

 

Red Fairy: Mr. Puck is right! So, who are we meeting up with?

 

Puck: So, we’ve actually been tasked to meet up with an angel who usually likes to stay neutral.

 

Blue Fairy: Is there such a thing as a neutral angel?

 

Puck: Well, he’s always been around since forever, but he prefers to stay isolated because of his power.

 

Red Fairy: Woah! So, he’s strong!!

 

Puck: Yup!! Oh, we’re here now!

 

They arrive at a little cottage where an elderly man with a large white beard is playing chess without an opponent.

 

Red Fairy: I thought you said he was strong?

 

The elderly man turns to face them all, and his youthful eyes stare eagerly.

 

Henry Time: So, you all did make it on time.

 

Blue Fairy: Oh!!! Is this Father Time?! I’ve heard great things about him!

 

Henry Time: Please, call me Henry, little ones, after all, as far as I’m concerned I don’t have any children.

 

Puck: Great to see you again, old friend!

 

Red Fairy: How are we supposed to defeat Trump and the others with you?

 

Henry Time and Puck look at each other and burst into laughter; Henry Time looks at his clock and starts to age in reverse. The two younger fairies stare astonished.

 

Henry Time: You see, young ones, I have time on our side, and there is the well-known fact that no matter how much those foolish billionaires try, youth will always escape them.

 

Puck (laughing): They’ll never find the fountain of youth.

 

Both younger fairies look at each other pumped up.

 

Henry Time: Plus, now my cousin will also be on our side!

 

Blue Fairy: You have a cousin?

 

Henry Time: Yup, Carl; he's the Angel of Death! (mumbles) Plus, I have a crush on Medusa, so I’d like a reason to officially meet her.

 

Red Fairy (surprised): Wow, so, a lot of angels are now joining the reckoning? Wait, Ms. Medusa?!

 

The Blue Fairy squeals with glee.

 

Puck: You bet! It’s never over, and she’ll be there, too! The Epstein files are just the beginning of his and those greedy mouths’ ends.

 

Father Time nods and reassures his old friend, Puck, and then he turns to the two younger fairies.

 

Henry Time: Do you know why Trump and his billionaire goons want to own TikTok?

 

The younger fairies look at each other, ponder the question, and then shyly shake their heads.

 

Henry Time (chuckles): Because they wish they could control Time.

 

BLACKOUT.