Tumblr: IT'S HALLOWEEN!!!!!!!! *swings from an extension cord wearing a pumpkin on her head*

Instagram: What's Tumblr doing?

Internet explorer: Oh it's just her yearly pumpkin stunts competition with Chrome and YouTube. They wear pumpkins on their heads and do a bunch of dumb stuff.

Pinterest: Ooh! I want to join!

Facebook: No you don't. And if I were you, I'd duck.

YouTube: *crashes into a wall*

Tumblr: Ha! I win!

*theme song*

Hotmail: Mail call!

Google and Yahoo: We'll take that. *steals mail* Mail call!

Hotmail: Hey! That's my job!

Google: We can deliver mail if we want to.

Hotmail: No you can't! I actually work in the mail division, you guys are just overachievers from the Social Media and search engine division.

Google: And yet, I've still ranked higher than you since 2012. Moving on, we have a magazine for Instagram-

Instagram: Wow! The November issue of Why everyone should love themselves and still need to lose 20 pounds in two weeks!

Yahoo: Some catalogs for Pinterest.

Pinterest: Cool! I want that, I want that, I want that...

Google: Some junk mail for Twitter and Facebook.

Twitter: This isn't junk! It's a status update from a company I've never seen!

Facebook: Honey, it's junk.

Yahoo: And a package for Cleverbot.

Clev: *looks at map*

Safari: Are you lost?

Clev: Lost in the sea of life.

Instagram: That was oddly poetic.

Pinterest: I wonder what's in there?

Facebook: Perhaps their brain came packaged separately?

Bing: *opens package*

*dust comes out of the box, revealing an old CD*

Facebook: Ew what is that thing? It looks like a metal bagel!

Cleverbot: *tries to eat bagel*

Google: Just throw that away, Clev. It's probably got at least 5 viruses.

*everyone leaves*

Cleverbot: I can't kill Jason Bourne.

Mysterious voice: Nobody wants you to kill him.

Cleverbot: Who are you?

Mysterious voice: I... AM... MYSPACE! *A ghost emerges and sends down a rain of glitter graphics*

Cleverbot: Do you like Harry Potter?

Myspace: Seriously? You meet a ghost that was just trapped inside a package that was mailed to you and the first thing you ask is if I like Harry Potter?

Cleverbot: What games do you like to play?

Myspace: WHY ARE YOU NOT SURPRISED?

Clev: I am not surprised that you don't feel much.

Myspace: Just because I'm a ghost doesn't mean I don't have feelings!

Clev: Do you have feelings?

Myspace: Yes, thanks for asking.

Clev: What are you doing with your eyes?

Myspace: I can see through things since I'm a ghost. Wow! This place has changed a lot since I was murdered in 2007.

Clev: Well, that's a perfectly reasonable ambition.

Myspace: Listen, I've got to go. I want to find some of my old buddies. *whispers* and Facebook...

Clev: See you around!

New scene. Tumblr, YouTube, and Chrome are standing outside in the parking lot taking a break from the competition.

Tumblr: (wearing a pumpkin on her head) Okay, so far, if we add the scores from the Zip line challenge, trampoline wrestling, and go kart race, it comes to... *opens calculator app on her phone* Ugh, I can't see. Can somebody make me bigger eye holes?

Chrome: No, all eye holes were made with a specific ratio to our eyes. Google made the exact measurements.

Tumblr: Here's the thing, Chrome, you're Google's younger brother. He'd be biased towards his family. And YouTube, Google technically owns you, so that's about the same.

YouTube: He doesn't own me, it's a partnership!

Google: No, I own you. Well, at work I do. Which reminds me, did you guys all get people to cover for you during this competition?

Tumblr, Chrome, and YouTube: um...

Meanwhile, at Tumblr's desk...

Facebook: *answering the phone* Sure, we can have a meeting tomorrow, may I ask why? Destiel head cannon? Why are you doing this? Get a life!

*Myspace floats through wall*

Facebook: Let me guess, you're a hologram of a Supernatural gif Tumblr saved. Well, she's not here. She's one of the lunatics running around outside with a pumpkin on her head.

Myspace: How dare you call me a hologram, Facebook! Or should I say, Facey?

Facebook: *gasp* IT'S YOU.

Myspace: Quite right it's me! You thought you'd seen the last of me when I died. You were the one member of the original staff to not attend my funeral. But now I'm back. From outer space. I just walked in to find you here with that sad look upon your face. I should have changed that stupid lock, I should have made you leave your key, If I had known for just one second you'd be back to bother me!

Facebook: Stop singing. Those lyrics aren't even relevant to the situation anymore.

Myspace: Neither is your face!

Facebook: How original. *rolls eyes*

Myspace: Keep rolling, maybe you'll find a brain in there.

Wattpad: Hey! That's my line!

Myspace: Who's this kid?

Wattpad: I'm Wattpad, don't you remember me? I was the one who wrote the fanfictions where people used you to find dates.

Myspace: I still don't remember you. You look different.

Facebook: She's having a midlife crisis when she isn't even close to her mid-life.

Wattpad: Am not!

Myspace: This looks like it's getting out of hand. I'll be around to haunt you later.

Wattpad: Bye! *whispers to Facebook* What a jerk.

*new scene*

Pinterest: Hide me!

Instagram: Why? What's wrong?

Pinterest: I didn't repin one of those "Repost or die at 3 am" things a couple of months ago, and I think the ghost has found me! I mean, it's not 3 am, but it's 3 pm, so it's close!!

Instagram: It's okay. I'm sure it wasn't a real- AHH!

Myspace: Do you know where a website known as Google is?

Pinterest: Why? Did he not repost you? Are you going to kill him?

Myspace: Is that a joke about me being a ghost?

Instagram: No sir!

Myspace: Okay, cool. See you around, "noobs". *floats away*

Instagram: Who was that?

Pinterest: I have no idea.

*meanwhile outside*

Tumblr: In last place for the Pumpkin Stunts competition, we have Chrome.

Chrome: Hey! That's just because I'm taller than the rest of you!

YouTube: Keep telling yourself that.

Tumblr: In second place, we have, *mumbling* Tumblr.

YouTube: Which means in first place is?

Tumblr: In first place is YouTube. How?

Chrome: Half the time he's just recording a video of us.

Tumblr: Because that's not stalker-ish at all!

YouTube: It's all thanks to my 7,000,000,000 subscribers! Thanks guys!

Tumblr: Are you filming right now?

YouTube: Yeah. I'm always filming.

Chrome: Even that one time you had Minecraft throw a pickaxe at your head and proceeded to tell the court he never did such a thing?

YouTube: That was the "humor" part of my vlog.

Chrome: Even when you were in the hospital  because Internet Explorer accidentally fed you a bad burrito?

YouTube: I gained 3,000 subscribers that day!

Tumblr: Even at the Christmas party last year when you and Twitter-

YouTube: (cutting her off) Let's just say I was always filming, mistakes were made, and I deleted that and many other boring or embarrassing videos.

Tumblr: But someone must have saved it to their device! And when I find all these rejected videos, you are so dead. *runs off*

Chrome: Are we doing the competition anymore? I was hoping to get a chance at the tower obstacle course. *sighs* I guess I win by default...

Tumblr: *runs back* No! Read section eight article B of the rule book.

Chrome: "...if Chrome is the only player left because of something YouTube did, Tumblr wins because logic." What?

Tumblr: Can't argue with logic. *runs off again*

Chrome: Hey! *runs after Tumblr* THIS ISN'T OVER!!

*new scene*

Myspace: Google!

Google: Hey Myspace. How's the afterlife?

Myspace: Horrible. They're all "Go into the light!" and I'm like "These are new headphones! No way I'm leaving these mortal possessions behind.

Google: That must suck. Why'd you decide to come back to work?

Myspace: To get revenge on everyone who's ever done me wrong. First on my list was Facebook, but she wouldn't listen. Has she gotten sassier over the years?

Google: Yup. First it was teen angst, then it was young adult angst, I'd hate to see what she's full of next.

Tumblr: *runs in* Hey! Google! *trying to catch breath* you own YouTube, right?

Google: Yes, why?

Tumblr: He has some old videos he wants to show us, but he thinks he deleted them. You wouldn't happen to know where the deleted videos go, would you?

Google: Not at all. All me owning him actually accomplishes is me getting slightly more money and him getting slightly more users.

YouTube: *just now running in* DON'TGIVEHERANYINFORMATIONGOOGLEI'MBEGGINGYOU!

Google: Calm down. I don't know the answer anyway. Why not ask all his friends?

Tumblr: Yes, of course! *runs off*

YouTube: How could you? Now I have to deal with that all afternoon! *runs off after Tumblr*

Myspace: That's Tumblr, right? She looks so different now! Remember when she used to be a hipster and was nice to everyone?

Google: That was eight years ago, times have changed.

Chrome: *runs in*Have you guys seen Tumblr and YouTube?

Myspace: Just follow the sound of a prank going too far.

Chrome: Thanks. Who are you?

Myspace: I'm Nearly-Headless Nick, who do you think? Seriously, doesn't anybody know who I am?

*meanwhile at Twitter's tab*

Twitter: So anyway, then the producers confirmed in an interview that he is in fact dead, but he can't be, because he was still on set. What are your thoughts?

Skype: (on a computer screen) Twitter, I'm at a meeting! I can't talk right now.

Twitter: But I miss you! Now our friend group is down to me and Facebook!

Skype: What about Snapchat?

Twitter: No, she was transferred to another floor a few months ago. She was only really friends with Instagram anyway.

Voice on Skype's webcam: Skype, how do you vote?

Skype: Sorry, gtg. TTYL!

Twitter: *closes laptop and sighs*

Tumblr: *runs in* Twitter! Twitter! Twitter!

Twitter: What?

Tumblr: You and YouTube used to date, right?

Twitter: It only lasted a month, but I guess you could call it dating. Lasted longer than any of Facebook's relationships #shotsfired.

Tumblr: *clearly showing she doesn't care about Facebook* Yeah, yeah, cool. Do you happen to know where he keeps the deleted videos?

Twitter: I don't know... maybe in one of the storage units downstairs?

YouTube: *runs in* DON'TGIVEHERANYINFORMATIONTWITTERORIWILLKILLYOU!

Twitter: Chillax. YouTube, you're my ex, and ex's are supposed to hate each other. Tumblr, I don't know anything, but I am willing to search with you. Chrome, what are you doing?

Chrome: (still wearing a pumpkin on his head) Waiting for Tumblr to finish the competition.

Tumblr: The competition's done!

Chrome: I still have hope!

Tumblr: Fine. If we find the videos and watch them all by midnight, then we can continue the competition. YouTube, what time is it?

YouTube: Time for you to get a watch. *laughs like this is the best joke ever* 

Twitter: It's 6:26.

Tumblr: Which means we can go on dinner break soon! Then, we can go back and search the storage units in the basement and Google won't be mad at us for being lazy. *runs off*

YouTube: I've created a monster.

Twitter: I'm excited to find out what secrets you got on tape, Tubey.

YouTube: I may have let you call me that when we were dating, but not anymore!

Twitter: Whatever.

*new scene*

Tumblr: Everyone has eaten, right?

YouTube, Twitter, Chrome, and Pinterest: Right.

Tumblr: Any questions before we begin?

Twitter: Yeah, just one. What is Pinterest doing here?

Pinterest: I'm Tumblr's best friend. Also, I ran out of DIY craft supplies.

Tumblr: Okay, start searching!

*search sequence*

Tumblr: Nothing? We've found nothing?

Pinterest: Nonsense! I have here a future cookie basket, a future unicorn toy for my niece, and a future mosquito-repelling bracelet!

Tumblr: Are you ever going to use that?

Pinterest: Probably not.

Tumblr: Ugh! To say a cliché movie line, this is hopeless! Utterly hopeless!

Myspace: *floats through wall* You guys really are quitters aren't you.

(noise happens. Tumblr flops down on the floor and says "Yes". Pinterest defensively says "No!". YouTube says "No, well, yes.")

Myspace: Shut up. I know where YouTube's videos are.

Tumblr: *cliché gasp*

Myspace: They are technically dead, so they would be in the technology afterlife. If you want, I can retrieve them. *fades out* *comes back with a bunch of VHS and video cassettes*

Pinterest: Ooh! Is that more craft supplies?

Myspace: No, these are the videos you requested.

Tumblr: YES!

*Binge watches YouTube's life*

Tumblr: *pauses video of Halloween last year* But wait, Myspace, why didn't you tell us you knew where the videos were when we were in Google's office?

*cliché misunderstood person music*Myspace: I just wanted you guys to pay attention to me and be my friend.

Pinterest: Aw! Really?

Myspace: Of course not! I hate all of you! I'm freaking Myspace!

Tumblr: We hate you too <3

Clev: But you're a robot.

Tumblr: I AM NOT A ROBOT!

A/N Happy Halloween AND Happy Birthday to me! This was the first episode that actually passed the 2000 word mark! Hopefully I'll do that more in the future!