AWS Thumbnails, Page 8 & 9 (Patreon)

These got away from me a little bit and look almost more like pencils. Ah well! 

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PANEL 1/ART: The girls stand in a half-circle around the sun, laying on the grass.

MOLLY: OH

INGRICH: MY

FUCHSIA: GOD

PANEL 2/ART: Fuchsia, gleefully, covers her face with her hands as she looks askance at the

sun sitting on the grass. Molly lifts her finger anxiously to make a point.

FUCHSIA: INGRICH! YOU TOOK THE SUN OUT OF THE SKY! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT

MEANS!?

MOLLY: WE’RE GONNA GET IN TROUBLE?

PANEL 3/ART: Fuchsia places her hands on Ingrich’s shoulders, shaking her.

FUCHSIA: IT MEANS SHE’S SUPER MAGICAL

INGRICH: NOICE!

PANEL 4/ART: Close-up on an exasperated and fearful Molly.

MOLLY: YOU GUYS! WE ARE GONNA GET IN SO MUCH TROUBLE IF THE PRINCIPAL FINDS

OUT WE STOLE THE SUN!

PANEL 5/ART: Ingrich slaps a hand to her forehead. Fuchsia holds up her hands as if telling the

other girls not to panic.

INGRICH: AW, CRAP

FUCHSIA: OK, OK, UH, WE CAN FIX THAT….

PANEL 6/ART: Close-up on Fuchsia hands waving over the sun.

PANEL 7/ART: Maintain the same shot. Fuchsia closes her fists, and the sun suddenly

appears as a soccer ball.

PANEL 9/ART: The Gym Teacher suddenly towers over the girls, who whip their heads up

to him nervously. Fuchsia is slipping the soccer-ball-sun into her backpack.

GYM TEACHER: We gotta move inside, kids. It’s looking like a storm.

PANEL 10/ART: Close-up on Fuchsia from behind, looking backward at the ball in her backpack.

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PANEL 1/ART: Establishing shot of a classroom full of kids, observing them from above.

They’re all chatting. Fuchsia, Ingrich, and Molly stroll in the door.

STUDENT #1: HOW DID IT GET SO DARK?

STUDENT #2: DO YOU THINK IT’S LIKE, A SUNSPOT?

STUDENT #3: I BET IT’S NUCLEAR WINTER.

STUDENT #2: WHOA

PANEL 2/ART: Winona, sitting at the front of the class, turns around in her seat and

addresses the class.

WINONA: ACTUALLY, PROBABLY, IT’S A SOLAR ECLIPSE. 

PANEL 3/ART: Fuchsia and Molly take their seats behind Winona. Fuchsia looks smug,

Molly looks nervous.

FUCHSIA: PSHH, ECLIPSE, YEAH RIGHT.

MOLLY: SHH FUCHSIA DON’T TELL!

PANEL 4/ART: Winona stares blankly across the classroom at Fuchsia.

WINONA: WELL THEN, MS. MAGIC, HOW WOULD YOU EXPLAIN IT?

PANEL 5/ART: Fuchsia, looking annoyed stands up on her chair to gain some height and

retort. 

FUCHSIA: ACTUALLY, WINONA, I HAVE THE SUN RIGHT HERE IN MY BACKPACK.

PANEL 6/ART: Close-up on Fuchsia’s hand as she pulls the soccer-ball-sun from her

backpack.

PANEL 7/ART: Winona lowers her brow, unamused.

WINONA: ACTUALLY, FUCHSIA, THAT IS A SOCCER BALL.