Locker Room Encounter

Setting: A bustling college locker room, filled with the sounds of laughter, shuffling feet, and the faint echo of a basketball bouncing in the background. The air is thick with the scent of sweat and the lingering aroma of fresh laundry.

(Mitchell, an oversized toddler in a bright, cartoonish shirt and clean Pampers Cruiser, waddles into the locker room. He spots Brady, who is shirtless, casually adjusting his jeans.)

Mitchell: (enthusiastically) Hey, Brady! You’re such a good athlete! And, like, super smart too!

(Brady turns, smirking at the sight of Mitchell’s innocent demeanor.)

Brady: Thanks, buddy! You’re, uh, looking good today.

(Mitchell, beaming with pride, suddenly drops into a squat position, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.)

Mitchell: (with a little too much enthusiasm) Watch this!

(He lets out a loud fart, the sound echoing off the locker walls. The room falls silent for a moment before erupting in laughter.)

Mitchell: (giggling) Oops! I think I unloaded into my fresh cruiser!

(Brady bursts into laughter, shaking his head in disbelief.)

Brady: You’re something else, Mitchell!

(Mitchell, still giggling, leans closer with a conspiratorial whisper.)

Mitchell: Can you, like, fart in my face next? It’ll be funny!

(Brady, caught off guard but amused, raises an eyebrow.)

Brady: You really want that?

(Mitchell nods eagerly, pressing his face against Brady's backside, anticipation written all over his face.)

Brady: Alright, but you owe me one!

(With a playful smirk, Brady lets out a fart, and Mitchell erupts into laughter, the absurdity of the moment bonding them in a shared, ridiculous experience.)

Brady: Now go wait in the bathroom for me to finish practice, okay?

(Mitchell waddles off, still chuckling, leaving Brady shaking his head in disbelief, a smile lingering on his face.)

The scene closes with the sounds of laughter fading, highlighting the innocence and absurdity of friendship in a world that often takes itself too seriously.