“Can you turn up the volume?” Hannah asked.
Scottie found the TV remote and clicked the buttons.
“… So if the juice costs $2, and I have $5, you mean that would give me $3 in change?” Joey asked the fluffy barista.
“That’s right! Isn’t math fun!” she said while turning to the audience, “But remember boys and girls, you should always ask your parents’ permission…”
“What the fuck is this?” Scottie said in utter confusion.
Hannah’s expression matched her brother’s. “I have no idea,” she said, as Joey returned to the couch with a large glass of orange juice.
“Can… Can I see the remote?” Hannah asked without taking her eyes off the screen.
Joey handed her the controller for the TV.
“No, it’s… fuck it, just move,” she said and stretched across Joey before he could respond.
“Hey!” he said as his sister briefly pressed her body onto his.
Hannah pulled back with the new controller in her hands. Brushing a few loose strands of her hair out of her face, she looked at the handheld device, then pressed the “ENTER” button.
Family appeared in the upper right corner.
Both siblings looked at each other.
“No…”
“You don’t think…”
Hannah aimed the remote at the TV and pressed the UP arrow.
The screen briefly flickered as the word Mystery appeared in the corner. All the puppets were gone, but the same cast remained. What was once a bright and colorful coffeeshop, now was dark and borderline ominous.
Within moments, a scream was heard from off-camera. A woman ran on screen and shouted, “Gunther’s been murdered!” Gasps and cries erupted from the crew, but Phoebe sank in her seat with a wicked grin.
“Holy shit…” both siblings said. Hannah clicked UP again.
Comedy
Gunther burst in from the back saying “Gotcha!” and everyone laughed.
Hannah clicked again.
Horror
A ghostly child rose up from behind Gunther dressed in a dirty white gown, then lunged.
Documentary
Gunther was in an interview saying why he left his MBA for a coffee shop.
“This is unreal,” Scottie said as Hannah kept clicking.
The screens continued… Sports, Fantasy, Thriller, and on. With each click of the remote, the show flickered and changed as if it had been made for that channel. It was seamless.
Adult.
Hannah paused.
“No. Fucking. Way,” They said in unison.
It appeared as normal; Joey made a joke and the audience laughed. Ross was awkward with Rachel and they chuckled. But then, Chandler winked at Monica and nodded to the door.
“Oh, I almost forgot,” Monica said. “I have a… thing… to baste. You know, Chef’s stuff. Hey, Chandler? Do you think you can help me?”
Playing up the ignorance. “Oh, me? Cooking isn’t my forte, but I’m expanding my horizons.” Before the two dashed out of the shop.
A guitar riff played showing a New York Skyline as the episode transitioned to a new set.
“Fuck yes! Give me that cock!” Monica screamed, wearing only a bra as she bounced atop a handcuffed, blindfolded, and gagged Chandler. From the waist down she was naked; totally, completely, bare-assed naked. Even more shocking, was that Chandler was as well. He was sporting a raging erection glistening with Monica’s juices as she slid up and down his rigid pole. Hannah and Scottie could see EVERYTHING.