Second Chance By Howdypardner (At Whit's End - Whit is tinkering with the Imagination Station.)
Connie: Oh, Whit! I didn't know you were here.
Whit: Hi, Connie. I just wanted to make sure the sound in the Imagination Station is working right. (Clanking noises) There - that should do it. Let's see… (Pushes a button, producing loud chipmunk-like voices)
Connie: (a bit skeptical) Uh, is it supposed to sound like it's stuck on fast forward?
Whit: No, it's supposed to sound like a donkey braying. (Sighs) I'll have to work on it later. I've got to get home.
Connie: Oh, yeah, that's right! Jana and her kids are coming today!
Whit: Uh-huh. It's been quite a while since they've been here. It'll be good to have the whole family back in Odyssey again.
Connie: Jason's back in town?
Whit: Oh, he's been back for a few days now.
Connie: Really? How come I haven't seen him?
Whit: He's been working on his report of the mission in Yemen. (Chuckles) And he said I overworked myself when I got back from Israel!
Connie: Well, it'll be good for him to take some time off. (Mysteriously) Let's just hope we don't have to send him to a monastery to slow down! (Laughter) (My tribute to "Solitary Refinement")
Whit: Connie, could you do me a favor this week?
Connie: Sure, Whit.
Whit: Pray for Jana and Jason. They- well, they don't get along as well as I'd like them to. It's like kindling a fire - one makes a smart comment, and the other has to do better. Before long, it's like a war. I wish- (Jason walks in).
Jason: Oh, there you are, Dad!
Connie: Hey, Jason! It's good to see you.
Jason: Good to see you too, Connie.
Whit: You finally got your report done?
Jason: Yeah, finally. I didn't think two months of work would fill up even one disk, but I wound up using three.
Kid: (downstairs) Connie, can I have some ice cream?
Connie: Well, duty calls.
Jason: Duty? Sounded like Julie to me.
Connie: (laugh) See you later, Jason!
Jason: Bye, Connie! So, Dad, what time are Jana and company coming?
Whit: Their plane is supposed to be here at six. I'm going to leave in a few minutes.
Jason: Okay. Hey, what were you up to with the Imagination Station?
Whit: The sound's all garbled. I think a microtransporter shorted out.
Jason: Mind if I take a look?
Whit: Go ahead. (Clanking noises again) Ah, Jason?
Jason: Yeah, Dad?
Whit: When Jana gets here…
Jason: I know, I know. Don't pick fights. I try, Dad, I really do, but somehow we always wind up at each other's throats. (Sighs) What more should I - aha!
Whit: What?
Jason: Found it. Oh, yuck!
Whit: Good grief!
Jason: Looks like this was a mouse's snack. I'll go get some more microtransporters and a few mousetraps, and then I'll come back home, okay?
Whit: Sounds fine.
Jason: Then I'll see you later! (Jason leaves)
Whit: Yeah, later. (Muttered to self) Way to change the subject, Jason.
(At the airport)
Whit: Jana! Over here!
Jana: Dad! (Hug) It's so good to see you!
Whit: It's good to see you too, honey. Where are the kids?
Jana: Monty wanted to look at the cockpit, and Jenny went to- oh, here she is.
Jenny: Grandpa! It's such a pleasure to visit you once again. (Hug)
Whit: It's good to see you too, Jenny! How was the flight?
Jenny: It was fraught with air turbulence, but was nevertheless not as lengthy as I assumed it would be.
Whit: Good. Have you gotten all your bags?
Jana: I think so.
Jenny: There's Monty. Monty! Over here!
Whit: Where?
Monty: Hi, Grandpa!
Whit: (surprised) Monty! Good grief, you've grown a foot since I last saw you.
Monty: Thirteen inches, actually.
Whit: I believe you! It won't be long before you're taller than I am.
Jana: No kidding! Every time I buy him a new pair of jeans, he grows an inch.
Whit: I remember when Jerry and Jason went through that stage. Your mom and I thought they'd never quit growing!
Jana: Remember the time when Mom got Jason new shoes for school, and he outgrew them in two weeks?
Whit: Uh-huh!
Jana: So, where is the roaming missionary, anyway?
Whit: At the hardware store, getting some microtransporters.
Jana: (a little disappointed) He's here?
Whit: Yes, he just got back from Yemen.
Monty: Cool! Did he see any - you know - (whispered) terrorists? (My tribute to "It's a Wrap!)
Whit: I don't think terrorists hide out in orphanages, Monty. Anyway, you can ask him when we get home. Are you all ready?
Jana: Yes! Please, get me out of this place!
(At Whit's End)
Jason: Connie? Where are you?
Connie: Behind the counter, Jason. Did you figure out what was wrong with the Imagination Station?
Jason: Uh-huh. Mice.
Connie: Mice?
Jason: Yeah, mice. You know, those little gray animals that chew up stuff and scare women? (My tribute to Bernard and Joseph - I'm just chock full of tributes in this version!)
Connie: Oh, mice. Aaaauuurgh!! Kill it, Jason! Kill it! (Jumps up onto counter)
Jason: Kill what?
Connie: That mouse in the corner. Kill it!
Jason: You mean this helpless little piece of paper from Aubrey and Lisa's paper fight?
Connie: Oh, thank goodness. I thought it was a mouse.
Jason: So I noticed. Anyway, I need to run over to the Electric Palace to get some more microtransporters - and a few mousetraps. I need to go home after that, so could you lock up tonight?
Connie: Sure, no problem.
Jason: Great, thanks. See you later!
(Later, also at Whit's End)
Connie: And thirty-five cents is your change. Thank you! (Bell on door rings) Hi, Jack! (Jack sounds like he's struggling under something) What in the world is that?
Jack: Hi, Connie. This is the cot that I told Whit he could borrow when Jana and her kids come. Is he here?
Connie: No, he already went to pick up Jana and her kids.
Jack: How about Jason? I heard he was back in town.
Connie: You just missed him by five minutes or so. He went to the Electric Palace to get some microtransporters and mousetraps.
Jack: Whit has mice?
Connie: The Imagination Station has a mouse, or at least that's what Whit and Jason think.
Jack: Oh, yes, Whit did mention the sound problem. (Pause) So, Jana's coming today, eh? It'll be good to see her again. I haven't seen her since her mother died.
Connie: Uh, from what Whit said, I kinda understood that Jana and Jason don't get along too well. I've only met Jana twice, and she seemed agreeable enough. And I know Jason's a nice guy. Why don't they get along?
Jack: A lot of reasons, I suppose. First, they're complete opposites. Jana doesn't like to read, but Jason could read all day. Jana loves to look at paintings and art for hours, but Jason - well, I think you know how he'd handle that!
Connie: (laughs) Yeah, by climbing the walls! Which is older?
Jack: Jana, by six years. You know, maybe that's one of the reasons they don't get along. For six years, Jana was the baby of the family, and then Jason came along. Losing her "baby-of-the-family" status after all that time must have been tough for her.
Connie: Yeah, poor kid. Sometimes I'm glad I'm an only child.
Jack: Well, I guess I'd better try to take this contraption to Whit's house. I'll see you later, Connie.
Connie: Bye, Jack!
(At the Electric Palace)
Bart: Heya, Whittaker! Where ya been?
Jason: Yemen.
Bart: Not what's your favorite fruit. I asked ya where ya been!
Jason: Yemen - the country in the Middle East, Bart.
Bart: The Middle East, huh? Sounds hot.
Jason: Yeah, it was pretty warm at times.
Bart: So, what have we here? Cords and…mousetraps? The mice been at your food when you were in Lemon?
Jason: Yemen. Actually, mice might have been eating the plastic off the cords in the Imagination Station.
Bart: WHAT? I knew that place was unsanitatious - insanitary - er, unclean. But now ya got mice? It's a wonder somebody hasn't already died of mouse poisoning. I got friends at the Health Department, ya know.
Jason: (exasperated) Bart, I didn't say the mice were in the food. All we know is that the plastic on a few of the parts has been worn down. And I'm sure you know the Health Commissioner's janitor. What, did you meet at a community service meeting?
Bart: Whittaker, Whittaker, I already paid my debit to society. But still, no business should be that filthy. I mean, varmints crawling all over the building…
Jason: Like that cockroach crawling on your shoe? (Bart does a shortened, earsplitting rendition of the Mexican hat dance.) What was that you were saying?
Bart: (semi-calmed) That'll be eight-seventy-five. Sheesh!
Jason: Thanks. (Leaves)
(At Whit's house)
Whit: Here we are. Huh, I wonder why Jason's not here yet.
Jana: (muttered) He would be late.
Whit: (softly) Jana, don't start. (To kids) Okay, here's the plan. Jana, you're in your old room. Monty, you'll be in Jerry's room, the one on the left, and Jenny, you've got Jason's room, on the right.
Jenny: Where will Uncle Jason sleep?
Whit: A friend is lending us a cot.
Jana: (chuckles) I remember when we had company, Jason used to sleep on the ironing board between two chairs.
Monty: Cool!
Whit: That's what he thought, until he rolled off in the middle of the night and nearly broke his neck. (Laugh) He and Jerry used to call that "adventure sleeping." (Andy Griffith reference) Okay, are all the bags in?
Jenny: I believe so, Grandpa.
Jana: So, is Jason still liking his job?
Whit: I haven't heard any complaints! The only adverse effect I've noticed is his jetlag. He was up at one in the morning the other day. (Pause) You know, I'd better call him to come home. (Dials number to Whit's End) Hi, Connie, it's me. Is Jason there? Okay. If he calls, tell him to come home, all right? Thanks, Connie. Bye. (Hangs up phone) Connie said he went to the Electric Palace half an hour ago. Oh, well, he's probably on his way.
Jenny: Grandpa, are you sure it's all right with Uncle Jason for me to use his room for the extent of our stay?
Whit: Oh, of course. We already had everything arranged, and Jack should be bringing over the cot in a few minutes.
Jana: Jack Allen? That's right, you did say he moved here. And didn't he get married again?
Whit: Yes, to Joanne Woodston. He should be over before long.
Jana: I haven't seen him in forever! How's he doing?
Whit: Great. He and Joanne have an antique gallery about five miles away from Whit's End. It's called the J& J Antique Gallery.
Jana: That sounds like something Uncle Jack would do.
Whit: Well, I need to go get some milk.
Monty: Can I go with you, Grandpa?
Jenny: And I, as well?
Whit: Uh, sure, if you really want to. Jana? Would you like to accompany us on a journey to the grocery store?
Jana: That's okay, Dad. I'll stay here and wait for Uncle Jack.
Whit: Okay. Answer the phone if it rings, will you?
Jana: Sure, Dad. See you later!
(Later, at Whit's house)
(Doorbell rings)
Jana: Hello- Uncle Jack!
Jack: Jana! (Hugs her) Goodness gracious, I haven't seen you in years!
Jana: How are you doing?
Jack: Oh, I've been keeping busy. Here's that cot I told your dad he could borrow.
Jana: Great! Jason will be glad that he doesn't have to sleep on the couch again! So- (phone rings) Just a minute. (Jana answers phone) Hello, John Whittaker's residence. I'm sorry, but he's unavailable right now. Well, I'm his daughter, yes. (Her voice fades to a whisper) Oh, no…a car accident? Fatal? Are you sure it's him?…Yes, I can contact him. Thank you, Doctor. Goodbye. (Hangs up phone) (Voice cracking) Uncle Jack?
Jack: (just carried in cot) My goodness, every time I get that thing out it gets clumsier and- Jana? What's wrong?
Jana: (crying) It's Jason - he was killed in a car accident!
Jack: Oh, no. Oh, Jana - (hugs her as she keeps crying)
Jana: I can't believe it. I thought I was going to see him in a few minutes, but now-
Jack: I can't believe it either. (voice cracking) It's so hard to believe when something like this happens to someone as full of life as- as Jason- was.
Jana: All these years, I've treated him like dirt! I thought his purpose in life was to ruin mine.
Jack: It's okay, Jana. Jason knew Jesus. You'll see him again.
Jana: But- but all of it was my fault. Me and my big mouth! (Pause) I've got to go to Whit's End. I'll be back later.
Jack: Jana, wait! (Pause) I've got to go with her.
(At Whit's End, after it is closed)
Jana: The Imagination Station. Funny, last time I was here, I wanted to destroy this thing. Now it might be my only chance to make up for my mistakes.
Jack: Jana! What are you doing?
Jana: I'm going to see if I can do something right for a change.
Jack: But it doesn't work like that! Come back with me, and-
Jana: You don't understand, Jack. I'm getting a second chance. (Gets in) Which button - oh, this one's flashing. (Adventure starts)
Jana: Where am I? (Opens a door) Oh, my!
Young Whit: Is everyone ready to go?
Young Jana: Do we have to go, Dad?
Young Jenny: Now, Jana, get that scowl off your face. We won't be able to have many more family outings until the baby gets here. Besides, I thought you wanted to have a picnic in the playground.
Jana: It's me and Mom and Dad! And there's Jerry!
Young Jerry: Mom! Dad! How much longer before we go?
y. Whit: Just a minute. Why don't you see what you can do to help?
y. Jerry: Okay, I'll get the blankets.
y. Whit: Need help with that basket, Jenny?
y. Jenny: Thanks, John. Being pregnant doesn't help a lot when you're planning a picnic.
y. Whit: Well, you won't have to worry about that for much longer. The baby will be here before you know it. (hug) By the way, what did the doctor tell you last week?
y. Jenny: Two to three weeks, but that's what he said the week before Jerry was born - and a month before Jana.
y. Jerry: Mom, I've got the blankets. Anything else- Mom?
y. Whit: Jenny, are you okay?
y. Jenny: (gasping) John, I think this baby wants to come today!
(Blur)
y. Jana: (yelling) Mom! Jerry called me a -
y. Jenny: Jana, hush! You'll wake the baby. (Baby cries) And I just got him to go to sleep. Go play in your room or do something outside.
y. Jana: But Mom-
y. Jenny: Now, Jana.
y. Jana: Ever since that stupid baby came, I can't do anything.
(Blur)
y. Jason: Mommy, do I really have to go to school?
y. Jenny: Now, Jason, we've had this talk over and over again. Your teacher is nice, and you have friends there. It'll be fun.
y. Jason: Did you like school, Jerry?
y. Jerry: Oh, it was great! You get to have recess and make new friends and learn to read and write.
y. Jason: What about you, Jana? Did you like school?
y. Jana: (mockingly dramatic) Oh, Jason, it was horrible! The teachers are SO mean, and they make you sit at your desk all day and write pages and pages of letters and equations. And if you talk without raising your hand, they send you to the principal. He's got this huge whip- (Jason starts to cry)
y. Jenny: Jana, stop it! Don't tease your brother like that.
y. Jana: But he's such a baby! (Chanting) Baby Jason, wah-wah-wah.
y. Jason: I am not a baby!
y. Whit: Jana Whittaker, stop making fun of your brother, or you're going to be grounded.
y. Jana: Fine. I'm going to school. (Slams the door on her way out)
(Blur)
Bobby: So, Jana, has anyone - have you - are you, ah, planning to go to the Valentine's banquet at school?
y. Jana: Yes. I mean I'm planning to go, yes.
Bobby: Has anyone asked you to go with them yet?
y. Jana: No, not yet.
Bobby: Could you - would you - go with me?
y. Jana: How sweet, Bobby. Thank you, I'd love to go with you.
Jason: (springing out of nowhere, as little brothers are prone to do) Jana-banana! What about Fred Wright? Didn't you say you'd go with him?
Bobby: I'd better go. See you later, Jana.
y. Jana: Jason! How could you do that to me?
y.Jason: Well, he asked you if you had a date, and you said no. But you already said you'd go with Fred, so I decided to refresh your memory.
y. Jana: Roly-poly Fred Wright (Anne of Green Gables reference)? He's two hundred pounds and five feet tall! I only said I'd go with him because I felt sorry for him.
y. Jason: But-
y. Jana: But nothing! You had no right to come in and wreck my life like that! But of course, that's what little brothers do best. (Storms off)
(Blur)
y. Jana: Hi, Mom, Dad. I've got choir practice - gotta go.
y. Whit: Just a minute, Jana.
y. Jana: Dad, I'm in a hurry!
y. Jenny: Where's your report card?
y. Jana: (sheepish) Report card?
y. Whit: Yes, your report card.
y. Jana: Um, well, I, uh…(sigh) Okay, here it is.
y. Jenny: Jana! Four D's and three C's?
y. Whit: Jana, what do you have to say for yourself?
y. Jana: Dad, it's just a report card.
y. Whit: Which is just going on your transcript.
y. Jenny: Which will just affect which colleges will let you in.
y. Jana: Oh, come on. It's no big deal.
y. Whit: Jana, there is no reason for you to be getting such low grades! Until you bring your grade up to all C's, you're grounded.
y. Jana: What? But the prom is next week! There's no way I can get up to a C before then. You can't keep me home when everyone else is at the prom!
y. Jenny: Jana Whittaker, you made that decision when you quit trying! Now go do your homework.
y. Jason: Mom, Dad, guess what!
y. Jana: (muttered) Great, here comes the brain.
y. Jason: I got all A's on my report card!
y. Whit: Well, good job, Jason!
y. Jenny: It looks like your studying paid off. (y. Jana slips off to her room)
(Blur)
y. Whit: Jana, we've had this discussion so many times we've both got it memorized.
y. Jana: But Dad, he's my boyfriend! You can't just say I can never speak to Phil again.
y. Whit: Jana, he's not a Christian. You know what the Bible says about believers marrying nonbelievers.
y. Jana: That's why I'm going out with him - to change him!
y. Jason: You can't teach an old dog new tricks, Jana.
y. Jana: Stay out of this, Jason.
y. Jason: But Jana, I don't want you to get hurt!
y. Jana: So now he's an ax murderer, is he?
y. Jason: No, drunk drivers kill more people than ax murderers.
y. Jana: What?
y. Jason: I saw him last night on the way home from church. He was coming out of a bar, and he was drunk!
y. Jana: Yeah, right. You're just saying that to stay on Dad's side. We all know who he favors.
y. Whit: Jana Whittaker, that is not true and you know it.
y. Jana: Oh, sure. All you two want to do is control my life!
(Blur)
Jana: Wait a minute - where am I now?
y. Jason: I can't believe she did that, Dad.
y. Whit: Jason, she's an adult. We can't tell her what to do anymore.
y. Jason: I know, but - marrying Phil Dowd? What if something happens to her?
y. Jenny: Son, we've got to trust God on this one. He loves Jana even more than we do.
(Soft praying)
Jana: They prayed for me?
(Blur; Jana comes out of the Imagination Station)
Jack: Did you find what you were looking for, Jana?
Jana: (sniff) No. I just found more questions. (Starts to cry) When I look back on everything, I can't believe I was so stupid and stubborn. I treated Jason like dirt. I hated him - or at least I thought I did. Only, now I realize how much -
Jack: How much you love him?
Jana: Yeah. And now I can never tell him! What am I going to do?
Jack: Well, we need to talk to your Dad first.
Jana: You're right. Let's go home.
(At Whit's house - Jack's car pulls up to the house)
Jana: I don't know if I can do this.
Jack: It' not going to be easy. But I'll be here when you need me.
Jana: Thanks, Uncle Jack.
Jack: Just Jack.
Jana: Okay. (Knocks on door, and Whit answers it) Dad?
Whit: There you are! I was getting worried. Where have you been?
Jana: Oh, Dad! (Starts to cry)
Whit: (worried) Jana, what is it? What's wrong?
Jana: (sobbing) Jason - was in a car wreck. He didn't make it, Dad! (Whit hugs Jana, and they cry)
Whit: But- but I just saw him an hour ago.
Jana: I know. I can't believe it either.
Monty: (cautious) Mom? Grandpa?
Jana: Monty, Jenny, come in here.
Jenny: Mom? What's wrong?
(Doorbell rings)
Jack: I'll get that. (Gasp)
Jana: Uncle Jason was in a car accident.
Jason: No, his car was stolen.
All: JASON?!?! (They rush over and mob Jason)
Jason: Hey! What in the world is going on here?
Jana: We just heard you'd been killed in a car accident!
Jason: Oh, my. You see, someone stole my car, and that's probably how the police identified the guy who was in it. (Sigh) I wonder who it was that was really killed.
Whit: Just as long as it isn't you! (Pats Jason on the back) Come on, guys, let's get things back to normal around here! (Everyone but Jack and Jana go into the living room.)
Jack: Jana?
Jana: Yeah, Jack?
Jack: You've been given a second chance. Don't let it slip by.
Jana: Thank you, Jack. (Hug)
Whit: Well, don't just stand in the door, you two! Come inside!
(Later, in the back yard)
Jason: Hi, Jana.
Jana: (distracted) Oh, hi. Warm outside, isn't it?
Jason: Yeah, it's been pretty nice out the past few mornings.
Jana: Remember the time you and Jerry camped out in the back yard?
Jason: Oh, yeah! And Dad came out to the tent and started making bear noises.
Jana: I still remember thinking you two had been eaten alive.
Jason: I still remember thinking I was going to be eaten alive!
Jana: Uh-huh. You and Jerry came running in, screaming your heads off. (Chuckle) The back door was never the same after that.
Jason: Neither was the tent! I think Jerry and I created the first flap door that night. (laugh) Remember the time when I tried to shave, and wound up cutting myself with Jerry's razor?
Jana: That would be a hard one to forget. Watching my little brother get his neck stitched up was definitely a highlight of my first-aid experience! (Laugh) Mom and Dad always thought you were suicidal.
Jason: What?
Jana: How else can you explain all the stuff you got into? Once you drank a bottle of Mom's perfume.
Jason: You're kidding.
Jana: Nope. Your breath smelled like roses for weeks!
Jason: But you were the one who tried to color your hair with laundry bleach!
Jana: Hey, how was I supposed to know that bleach will burn your eyes? (They laugh)
(Next lines spoken at the same time)
Jana: Jason-
Jason: Jana-
(They laugh)
Jason: Jana, there's something I need to tell you. (Pause) I know I haven't always been the brother I should have been. Okay, maybe that's the understatement of the year.
Jana: But Jason-
Jason: Hang on, Jana, and let me finish, or I'll lose my nerve. (Deep breath) I know I've been a jerk. I'm sorry for the things I used to do to you. Will you forgive me?
Jana: Jason, it wasn't all your fault. One of the things I learned today is that - well, you never notice how much you love someone until you lose the opportunity to tell them. (sniffle) I thought you were dead, Jason. And I thought I could never forgive myself for never telling you that - that you're a great little brother, and I wouldn't trade you for the world. I know I haven't exactly been an award-winning sister, and I hope you'll forgive me too. (Hug)
Jason: I guess we ought to call a truce or something.
Jana: I think we just did.
(Next day, at Whit's End)
Jason: Okay, Monty, can you hold that flashlight just a bit higher?
Monty: Is that better?
Jason: Perfect! (clanking noises)
Jenny: Uncle Jason? When is our estimated time of departure for Trickle Lake?
Jason: Well, as soon as I put this piece back on the Imagination Station, we'll be about ready. Do you all have the blanket and the fishing poles?
Monty: They're in the car.
Jenny: Splendid! At this time, I shall go and observe Mother's state of preparation.
Jason: (muttered) Or lack thereof.
Monty: She's got just about everything together. Good grief, Jenny! Do you always have to talk like Einstein? Quit showing off.
Jenny: I see nothing improper in using my extensive vocabulary!
Monty: Besides the fact that no one can understand you without a translator? (They start bickering)
Jason: Hey, hold on, guys! (They stop) Now remember, you're setting patterns here that will last the rest of your lives. As much as we like to say we take back our words, once we say them, they're there forever. You can't go back and repeat the scene, like in a movie, you know.
Monty: (muttered to Jenny) Poor Uncle Jason. I think being killed has gotten to his head.
(At Trickle Lake)
Monty: Uncle Jason, am I doing it right?
Jason: Let's see. Now cast your line again…oh, I see what's the problem. Push that big white button there before you cast.
Monty: Oh, okay.
Jason: Jana, don't you ever take these kids fishing?
Jana: No, Jenny and I can't stand worms.
Jason: Oh, really?
Jana: Oh, really!
Jason: Not even the one that's on your leg? (Jana starts screaming.)
Jenny: Why is Mother raising her voice? The offensive object is merely a plastic replica of an annelid.
Jana: (screaming stops abruptly) Jason Whittaker! You little creep!
Jason: What? Your poor, innocent little brother? Why, Jana, I'm cut to the quick! Jana, don't. Jana- Jana- AAUUUGH! (He gets thrown in the lake)
Jana: Oh, poor Jason! Did I get you wet? (Helps him get back on the dock)
Jason: Wet? That water's not wet.
Jana: What?
Jason: Here, experience it for yourself! (Throws her in the lake)
Jana: (mouth full of water) I'm gonna get you for that one!
Monty: A water fight! Cool!
Whit: That's my family, all right.
The End
Note: I wrote "Second Chance," my first script, at camp one summer. I'd had the idea for a long time. Hope you liked it!
