(A 21 year old boy approaches a professor's desk. He is wearing a blue bicycle helmet (with dark brown, messy hair under it), usually has a pencil shoved up his nose, has blue eyes, along with a yellow T-shirt that reads "Jeffy" on it which his mother wrote so he would not forget his name. This is Jeffy Pierre Francois)

Jeffy: Ahem.

Dr. Boringson: Huh?

Jeffy: Hi, Professor, do you have a second?

Dr. Boringson: Hmm. Are you even in this class?

Jeffy: I'm Jeffy Pierre Prancois. I write for the Eastlaird University Daily News. Maybe I could get some shots of you over there at the whiteboard for a story?

Dr. Boringson: Oh, of course. So, uh, what, uh, what should I do?

Jeffy: You know, just write something science-y.

Dr. Boringson: I actually have the perfect equation for your ar—

Jeffy: All right, now a few where you're staring thoughtfully at your work.

(Jeffy reaches for the ID badge.)

Dr. Boringson: Oh, I always stare intently at my equations. Especially this one. You know, I think I should put on my lab coat.

Jeffy: Look at it!

Dr. Boringson: Oh, okay.

(Jeffy  steals Dr. Boringson's ID badge and exits secretly.)

Dr. Boringson: You know, I could probably stare at this equation all day.

[Trans. Int. Eastlaird University stairwell]

(Jeffy begins recording with his smartphone.)

Jeffy: This is Jeffy Pierre Francois, investigative reporter of the Eastlaird University Daily news. For years, this college shot down rumors that a foreign government is secretly paying them millions to develop a super toxic herbicidal deforestation bomb. Those rumors end today because I'm about to glow the lid off Big Chem.

(Jeffy unlocks and enters the laboratory. He uses his smartphone flashlight to illuminate a countertop. There are beakers and herbicide vials.)

Jeffy: Ooh. This stuff looks nasty.

Security Guard: Hey! Who's there? Hm?

(The security guard surveys the laboratory, but doesn't find Jeffy.)

[Trans. Ext. Eastlaird University campus; Night]

Jeffy: Evidence, baby.

(Jeffy accidentally drops his smartphone on the ground.)

Jeffy: Oh, boy. Well, it's a good thing video ain't the only thing I took.

(Jeffy places a stolen vial of herbicide in his backpack. A mysterious figure wearing a pink hockey mask swings down from the Eastlaird University roof onto the ground and approaches Jeffy.)

Janice: Commander Francois!

(In surprise, Jeffy strikes her head, causing her to lose consciousness.)

Jeffy: Whoops. Sorry. But you should know better than to be creeping up on a person in the dark.

(Jeffy notices the photograph of himself, Junior, Joseph, Cody & Penelope in the woman's possession.)

Jeffy: What the...?