Flintstones and Jetsons: A New Year (Chapter 1)

Chapter 1 is the first chapter of Flintstones and Jetsons: A New Year written by MarioFan65.

This chapter is called "Rock and Space".

Plot[]

(The story starts in time and space, seeing atoms forming in the omniverse and various timelines of each time period from their representative universes)

Narrator: Time. Space. All concepts that matter. We reside in a vast collection of realities called, the omniverse. We head over through time, coming from the Stone Age, the Ice Age, the Medieval Times, the classic times, the 90s, the modern day setting like the 2010s, and the future! Every generation lives up from change to change and various period of time in each timeline that goes by. You either live out in the Stone Age or live out in the future. Coming back from the beginning where there are cavemen working together as a job by building rocks, moving boulders and fighting dinosaurs for survival. In reality, there is a town where cavemen treat their dinosaurs as pets nicely and work in a community much like the present day.

(We see cavemen hunting for dinosaurs, fighting off dinosaurs, preying by using spears to shoot at saber-tooth tigers and hold their meats up in the rocks by eating their room. In BedRock, we see cavemen-like citizens working as a community by going to shops, places, heading to work and treating dinosaurs and other prehistoric animals as helpers like companions. At a gravel pit in State Rock and Gravel Company, two bronto-crane operators are seen riding on Brontosauruses, working on their daily basic schedule on moving rocks, creating paths and making new roads.)

Fred: Work really throws me off like a record, right Barney?
Barney: It sure beat a nail on the coffin.
Fred: When are we going to get a time-off?
Barney: Fred, you don't get a time-off. You already had a one hour break.
Fred: Barney! I meant a day-off, not a break. Are you crazy? We have breaks every day.
Barney: Sometimes, we get a thirty minute break. Some days, we don't get a break when we work.
Fred: Well, someone better be putting up their time clocks on their schedules, cause it's messing me up when they change the clock or add in extra days on your schedule just like they're making you work all day like working all hours at home!
Mr. Slate: FLINTSTONE AND RUBBLE!
Fred: Oh, hey Mr. Slate. Got that serious look on your face.
Barney: What happen? Did one of the Brontosauruses got sick?
Mr. Slate: Why aren't we working? You only got a few minutes 'til your time is off.
Fred: Ah ha! Now you got the angry look on your face, waiting for us to go home and celebrate.
Barney: We been working all day since seven in the morning.
Mr. Slate: I don't make the rules here. I'm not trying to push you for sitting there and doing nothing. We got some roads to work on. Chop chop! Get going! I better see you work like real miners.
Fred: Before we clock out, we better make the effort by working as much rocks as we can like passing an exam! *use his Brontosauruses to lift up more rocks*
Barney: Is Mr. Slate gonna ring the bird on us?
Fred: Time will tell. I just can't wait to slide on my Brontosauruses and head home.
Barney: I'm looking forward. Once everyone get off work, the next employees will work next.
Fred: That's how schedules work at work my friend.
Barney: I wonder if the celebration song is gonna play at us in our minds?

(While Fred use his Brontosauruses to lift up rocks, Mr. Slate check his clock and ring the bird as Fred celebrates by jumping and says "YABBA-DABBA DOO!" as he slide on a Brontosauruses' tail and jump to his Flintmobile to drive home as Wilma, Pebbles, Baby Puss and Dino come out of their home to get on the Flintmobile with Fred as they drive over to Barney's home, only to pick up Barney, Betty and Bamm-Bamm as they drive over to a Drive-In Movie Theater to watch "The Monster". As they get into the theater, Dino get on top with Fred and Barney holding their kids Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm to watch the movie on the big screen as they enjoy the show once the movie plays.)

Chorus: *sing the Flintstones theme song*

Flintstones. Meet the Flintstones.

They're the modern stone age family.

From the town of Bedrock,

They're a page right out of history.

Let's ride with the family down the street.

Through the courtesy of Fred's two feet.

When you're with the Flintstones

Have a yabba dabba doo time.

A dabba doo time.

We'll have a gay old time.

Narrator: *the screen fades to black* In another timeline, we had the future and space. A family of space people that travel through gadgets and machines and the buildings are on the top of the world. That's the Space Age my friends!

(In the future of the Space Age around the universe, we see a family of future people like the Jetsons riding on their flying car in Orbit City with George Jetson giving a lunchbox and hat to Elroy by using a drone-like flying device on him to fly him over to Little Dipper School as Judy hugs George with George putting a drone-like flying device on Judy to fly her over to Orbit High School. George hold his wallet to give a dollar to Jane as Jane take the wallet over a dollar to upset her husband George as Jane put on a drone-like flying device to fly over to the Shopping Center to buy some groceries as George arrive at Spacely Space Sprockets by parking and getting off with his car transforming into a suitcase for George to carry over to work as he step on a conveyor belt to head over to work.)

Chorus: *sing the Jetsons theme song*

Meet George Jetson.

His Boy Elroy.

Daughter Judy.

Jane His wife.

George: *stand on a conveyor belt as he look around the whole place* Whoa. Spacely is going to be making all of that money in the future. I'm going to be a future sport for the company.

(People are seen around Orbit City in downtown as some are standing on conveyor belts and flying on flying cars and drone-like flying devices to travel around the city)

FLINTSTONES AND JETSONS

A NEW YEAR

(George arrive in his office in Spacely Space Sprockets as he get on his seat and turn back his chair to cross his arms and legs to relax at work)

George: Ah, nothing in a wonderful life of work.
Mr. Spacely: *show up on screen furious* GEORGE JETSON!!!
George: *shocked* Whoa! Mr. Cosmo Spacely, you scared me! You didn't meant to wake me up on a morning basic start-up.
Mr. Spacely: What is the meaning of this? Sleeping on the job? Come on Mr. Jetson, you're better than this. No one sleep on the job but you. Just get to work. I had a big meeting coming up with my competitor in a few minutes.
George: Okay Mr. Spacely. Sorry about that. I thought I was already in bed. Oh well, gotta get back to work.
Mr. Spacely: Try to not fall asleep when you're working. The cameras are watching you still.
George: Don't let the cameras spook me, CEO.
Mr. Spacely: *annoyed* Whatever. Just do your own thing while I'm out. *turn off the video call*
George: What was that about? R.U.D.I., there's a New Year Celebration coming up.
R.U.D.I.: *voice* Hello George Jetson. You might be thinking about ending the year on a high note.
George: I wonder what my family is gonna do for the New Year. New Year, New Faces, and New Resolutions.
R.U.D.I.: I like your expression of yours, George Jetson.
George: Thank you very much R.U.D.I. You're making me go on a roll today like a cinnamon bun.
R.U.D.I.: Piece of cake. Bet the rockets will be flying like spaceships all over the galaxies.
George: You can say that all you want. I'm going to check on the floor how Jane is doing as long my boss doesn't caught me on distraction. *call Jane on the phone* Hello?

(Jane is seen flying in her drone-like flying device while calling George on the phone after leaving the shopping center for some groceries)

Jane: Oh, hi George. How work doing?
George: *on the phone* I just started it. Bet that whole wallet of mine keep you from buying a lot of groceries, didn't you?
Jane: I only brought apples, pears, bread and a drink of milk for the family.
George: *on the phone* Oh sugar booger, that food of ours is keeping us going from keeping our strength and energy. I'll be back in few hours after work.
Jane: See you later honey bun when you get back. *stop calling George on the phone*
George: *after calling, he start his work on the computer* Alright. I'm going to check what's on the list for tasks to do.

(Back at Spacely Space Sprockets, Mr. Spacely get on his computer in his office as he start the video call with his competitor Mr. Cogswell)

Mr. Spacely: Mr. Cogswell, are you there?
Mr. Cogswell: *on video* Hello Mr. Spacely. We're not going to do the meeting on video today.
Mr. Spacely: What? You said the video meeting was like weeks ago as planned. You change your mind due to a schedule of change?
Mr. Cogswell: Come over to my company. I got a ton of visitors for you to meet.
Mr. Spacely: What is it now? It better not be a surprise like George Jetson or else, i'll be REALLY upset! *turn off the video and transport on a tube to head over to Cogswell's Cosmic Cogs*

(Meanwhile at Cogswell's Cosmic Cogs, Mr. Spacely made it on his way from transporting from a tube as he meet up with Mr. Cogswell on his office)

Mr. Spacely: I'm here Mr. Cogswell.
Mr. Cogswell: You finally made it in. I'm about to show you a special surprise for you to be amaze of.
Mr. Spacely: So you're telling me you wanted to show a special surprise down to my throat? *laugh* Give me a break. I'm calling it a day.
Mr. Cogswell: No no. That's part of the meeting. I present you one of Orbit City's greatest heroes in the universe. The Dynamite Three!

(The Dynamite Three is revealed to be three superheroes with one as a green male toxic superhero with a sharp mask on his face, a female superhero with psychic powers and another female superhero with yellow electric powers)

Mr. Spacely: Wow.
Mr. Cogswell: Reveal yourself my friends.
Toxic-Man: Feel the toxic of Toxic-Man! *feel the toxic*
Aqua Psychic: From the waves and psychic, here come Aqua Psychic! *splash herself with water with a bit of psychic powers*
Electric Girl: Charge up with the electricity of Electric Girl! *feel the electric*
Mr. Spacely: Amazing! I knew these superheroes were the special surprises the whole time.
Mr. Cogswell: Dynamite Three, meet Mr. Spacely. My competitor who is running for his company Spacely Space Sprockets, Inc. His company manufactures sprockets while we manufactures cogs.
Mr. Spacely: You still manufactures cogs? What kind of cogs would make the company go successful like selling rockets on shoes. We don't have that in our business.
Secretary: Oh Mr. Cogswell. These superheroes in Orbit City are up to save the day.
Miss Jupiter: If only Mr. Spacely had his own superheroes, they be competing for the universe.
Mr. Spacely: No no. These super people form their own team and Cogswell invite them for the meeting during a tour press.
Toxic-Man: You can say that again. We all know your city has never been invaded yet.
Aqua Psychic: We been flying all over galaxies, defending the stars from powerful threats from destroying planets after planet.
Electric Girl: We always keep on defending every now and then to protect the cosmos.
Mr. Spacely: Have any of you guys met George Jetson yet? I hope you have a talk with him about not staying up on his phone while work.
Toxic-Man: You want your employee to do better? Let him have it his own way on doing his own thing.
Mr. Spacely: Guess he's not going to drive me nuts on break anymore.
Mr. Cogswell: So far, you guys have been visiting on stopping individuals on shoplifting items from stores and arresting them to the police department.
Toxic-Man: That's our goal we make to keep our task list on tight and succeed in one day.
Aqua Psychic: Really Toxic-Man? Do we have to go through all this in a whole day?
Toxic-Man: We avenge ourselves to fight the greed. I hope these two competitors can learn a lesson from us.
Mr. Spacely: Mr. Cogswell ain't going to bite on me for a new deal.
Mr. Cogswell: Oh yeah. You better not be spying on us or else, I'll throw you off the window.
Mr. Spacely: Make me!
Mr. Cogswell: Or not!
Moonstone: Hold it. Why not learn a lesson from Toxic-Man's morals of the day.
Toxic-Man: Step one: Greet with dignity. Step two: Work together as a team. Feel the heart and crush the soul like clocking in and out. And step three: Keep your business going.
Mr. Spacely: Our business is only our pleasure to keep us save with all that money with make.
Electric Girl: If you're not making all that money from working, don't go bankrupt.
Mr. Cogswell: We won't.
Mr. Spacely: We promise.
Toxic-Man: Going back in time to save your company isn't really gonna help.
Mr. Spacely: If we space people create lot of technologies from the future, I wonder how the cave people did in the past by breaking rocks and fighting off dinosaurs.
Toxic-Man: In all of our times, we were never scared to be afraid of. Wars, tensions, politics and even the rise of power.
Mr. Spacely: Does that include the abuse of power? No one ever wanted to feel abused during their life of work.
Toxic-Man: We are against the odds of all. Today is a new day. Be a hero and let's get to work with passion!
Mr. Spacely: That's the bottom line I wanna hear!
Mr. Cogswell: Thank you all for coming once again. Oh boy. You are all making me proud and never fail me to entertain me with all of my idols standing together like statues.
Aqua Psychic: Ever went into some trouble? Just give us a call.
Electric Girl: Don't manipulate and don't pollute!
Moonstone: I always love to see you guys smile like hard-working employees.
Toxic-Man: Thank you very much. One of you guys have my trackers to call us for emergency when something bad happens.
Mr. Spacely: We'll have our head-ups together.
Mr. Cogswell: We'll give you a call when it's time.
Toxic-Man: There will be no more bad in the world once we show up and get rid of it.
Mr. Cogswell: Boom! That's what we're talking about.
Toxic-Man: Take care you guys. We're off to see the world and go cosmos!
Mr. Cogswell: Wait. You guys don't want any cupcakes, cookies and orange juice on your way out?
Aqua Psychic: No thank you. We're good to go now. See ya.
Electric Girl: Take flight! *she and the superheroes fly off Cogswell's Cosmic Cogs by a window*
Mr. Spacely: Oh well, that's enough superhero meeting talk for now. I gotta go get back to work.
Mr. Cogswell: See ya Mr. Spacely. I'll call you later.
Mr. Spacely: Watch your back before you try to judge on the wrong person.
Mr. Cogswell: I'm just going to sit on my desk and get going with the program.
Mr. Spacely: Whatever. I got my eye on you.
Mr. Cogswell: My eye is on your eye.
Mr. Spacely: Oh stop it Cogswell. You're cracking me up. I'm calling it a day. See ya. *use a tube to transport back to his place*
Mr. Cogswell: What a heck of a guy.

(Meanwhile far away from Orbit City in a distant lair, a female purple sorceress and her two blue alien henchmen watch over the galaxy as they use a big telescope to spy on the outskirts of Orbit City. We also see other henchmen of the purple sorceress working through computers as some are guarding the doors.)

Felonia: Poor Orbit City. You're such a little harmless city with no respect to us sorcerers and sorceresses. How embarrassing.
Comsat: Felonia, Quark and Quasar would like to see you.
Felonia: Bring them in, Commander Comsat. I need to talk to them.
Quark: Hello Miss Felonia.
Quasar: If it isn't Felonia Funk, then we are lucky to work with you every year long to observe the universe and spy on the one and only Orbit City.
Comsat: Isn't that the city that stand on its top on the ground?
Felonia: Most likely yes. Listen up men, we got big plans to conquer all of Orbit City under our image. No one seem to like me there, at all!
Comsat: We're very sorry for you Felonia. Hope you can brainwash them and bow them down into your new ruler.
Felonia: I will be the new ruler, just like my Uncle Funk who destroyed more than three planets in his dictator years.
Quark: They'll make a good sponge out of it.
Quasar: They be adding some fabric inside.
Comsat: How about we not take over Orbit City and just try to run for mayor in order to take control of the city?
Felonia: Silence! Instead of your rubbish ideas, I will find a way to put an end to their culture. Even with their music, I hate it as much as a old tune.
Quark: What is going on in Orbit City lately?
Felonia: They brought in some so-called superheroes to defend Orbit City. They're gonna target against me. Oh, how much I hate these space people so much, I would crush them in their souls if I were a spirit. *crush a diamond*
Quasar: Just try to ignore them for the best.
Felonia: If I'm going to plot a plan against Orbit City already, I only needed one thing to teach those space people a little fabric.
Comsat: I suggest bringing the Gruff dog into the scene.
Gruff: *growls* Woof! Woof! Eat those bones.
Felonia: Hold it. How can a Gruff dog teach those space people a lesson when the dog is in charge of guarding through doors?
Comsat: I know Gruff can do good on biting the space people legs.
Felonia: Take him away! I'll send him some assignments for later.
Gruff: Sorry. Thought I got the assignment.
Comsat: Let's go Gruff. I'll make you a nice chicken salad in the break room.
Quark: I know a advice. Look around the globe where you can see what's going on around the galaxy.
Felonia: The globe. Yes. That's what I'm talking about. *use her device to watch over the globe around Orbit City* So. The people are seen flying with their space pods, flying cars and transportation. I'm going to send in one of the most and wildest people that roam the Earth million years ago and they'll be unstoppable as a giant lizard.
Quark: Miss Felonia, you will indeed bring in some of your newest henchmen to get rid of the people of Orbit City.
Quasar: Praise the sorceress.
Felonia: Thank you for your feedback my minions. Now all I gotta do is look around in the timeline and see what I can summon in the future. *locate the Stone Age with Fred Flintstone coming out of work and heading back home* A caveman. That's it. I know what I am going to do with this caveman by bringing a pack of cavemen into the future. Hope these wild humans get rid of those futuristic space people in all of Orbit City. After all, the future and the universe will be ours. *evil laugh*

(While Felonia Funk is doing her research around the Stone Age, back at BedRock as Fred Flintstone return from work, he head home where he embraces his wife and his daughter along with his dinosaur pet)

Fred: Honey, I'm home!
Wilma: Welcome home Fred. Bet that lifting energy didn't throw you away from creating paths.
Fred: Me and Barney are rocking the road. Also, we didn't get hurt by a boulder.
Wilma: Did you? See any scratches on your arms and legs?
Fred: *check his body* What? No. I didn't get hurt or slip over by a mud.
Wilma: You're probably staying safe from all of that trouble you're causing.
Pebbles: Daddy.
Fred: Pebbles. *hug his daughter* I miss you so much.
Pebbles: I'm a big girl now!
Fred: Whoa. One day, you'll be just like your mother and one day, you're going to have a home on your own.
Pebbles: I'm just getting started by tipping over rocks.
Dino: *bark and jump over Fred*
Fred: Whoa! Easy there Dino. I didn't expect you to be here. *get licked by Dino* Oh, come on. Stop it now. You're making me all wet like a dog.
Dino: *get off Fred and waggle his tail*
Fred: Easy there little buddy. You must be hungry, now that I'm home, I can feed you all the Dino bits you want on your pet bowl. You know what? I'm going to give you a whole bowl of Dino bits. How about that?
Dino: *stick his tongue out for food*
Wilma: He must be hungry for Dino bits, Fred.
Fred: I'll take care of it. *take the bowl on the drawer, place it on the floor and grab a bag of Dino bits to pour in the bowl* Dino, your fresh Dino bits are ready.
Dino: *walk to the bowl and eat the Dino bits*
Fred: That's our pet right there.
Pebbles: Dino love the Dino bits.
Wilma: How sweet the Snorkasaurus really is.
Fred: He does make a good appetite.
Wilma: I made some ham sticks while you were at work.
Fred: Really? Then I must be hungry for some ham sticks.
Wilma: They taste like chicken wings, but they're a big stick of a ham.
Fred: Let's go have our lunch time, Wilma. Pebbles, we have ham sticks for lunch!
Pebbles: Ham sticks! *sit on the table with Fred and Wilma to eat some ham sticks*
Fred: Yeah. Taste like a chicken wing.
Pebbles: Yum yum.
Wilma: Where did the orange juice go? Do we still have some left on the fridge?
Fred: Uh. I don't think we have enough orange juice for the family to feed.
Wilma: And I do have some ham pieces for the family to feed the other day.
Fred: Boom. You know what to do for the future. I'm loving this meal like I'm in a restaurant.
Wilma: You're such a sweetie.
Fred: Hey. Come on Wilma. I'm not a little kid anymore. I'm all grown up like a real caveman in the jungle. Look at the house I just brought when I first moved in. I even have to pay less taxes for the income and better.
Wilma: I knew you were a hard-working caveman on the block.
Fred: The best of BedRock hire me for the hard-working construction workers that create new roads and new paths.
Pebbles: Daddy's the best!
Fred: Thank you Pebbles. You are such a sweet girl. I'm just gonna head outside to relax.
Wilma: Fred, don't you want your strawberry shortcake dessert?
Fred: Nah. Cut off the sugar for a week. I'm going to take a chill break from outside. I've been working hard all week from my job. My hands are getting kinda stretchy from all that rock moving.
Wilma: You well deserved a break, Fred Flintstone.
Fred: See you in a while and I'm off for a backyard break! *head outside*
Dino: *lick his bowl*

(Fred Flintstone went outside of his home in the backyard to relax by stretching his arms in the bench as Barney, the neighbor next door shout out to Fred in the backyard with Baby Puss sleeping on a pile of grass as his nest)

Fred: Ah. I'm living the best life in BedRock.
Barney: Hey Fred.
Fred: Ah! Barney! Why are you still here?!
Barney: But I'm at my backyard. I'm two feet away from you.
Fred: Yeah. But with the fence blocking the line, you scared me when I just got here. What are you, a spy or something?
Barney: I'm not a spy. I was just busy cutting up some grass in the backyard. The weeds are starting to grow and I gotta keep them clean or else, my house will be turned into a jungle.
Fred: Ha. You always going to get a bunch of weeds in the house, Barney Rubble. There's nothing BedRock can do about unless, you plant in a garden on your own.
Barney: Nah. I'm not in a mood for a garden.
Fred: Then have a seat at my backyard. I save a seat for you while you were on break.
Barney: We're not at work. We just got off work earlier. But okay, I'll go have a seat with you, buddy. *go to Fred's backyard and have a seat next to Fred*
Fred: And don't call me buddy. You know the answer. Employees don't call out employees for having a partner on a assignment to work on.
Barney: Best friend forever?
Fred: Oh, forget it! Best friend forever then! *fist bump Barney*
Barney: Woo! The town isn't going to pay you some rocks on your value.
Fred: If it was my job, then I'll be getting a lot of rocks more than everyone at work, including our boss.
Barney: It's easy to take a break than working 24 hours a day.
Great Gazoo: *pop up* Hello there my fellow friends.
Fred: Ah! Great Gazoo, what are you doing here?
Great Gazoo: Hi there. You must be Fred and Barney. I thought I warp to the wrong neighborhood. But glad I am here to have a talk with you two.
Fred: Come on. Give us a break. We don't got all day to chill. We just got back from work and we're still on a big time break to avoid all the tensions and troubles back at lifting up rocks.
Great Gazoo: You don't feel so good. Do you want a ice cream sundae with strawberries on top?
Fred: No! You are annoying the neighbors right now, Great Gazoo.
Great Gazoo: Aw. I should have gotten myself a shrimp sandwich at the Grab-N-Go subway place.
Barney: Is this alien trying to annoy us?
Fred: Yes. And he's breaking our rocks more than our pencils. Will you leave us alone?!
Great Gazoo: Alright! How about you take a ride in the city. How about that?
Fred: A ride in the city? Oh, what a great idea Mr. Gazoo. Great Gazoo, you are a genius! You are giving us a free joyride to the whole city. You are the grand prize winner of the day! Woo! If I were a Grandmaster, I'll be giving you million of bucks.
Great Gazoo: Make me a chart. I'll be rich as a alien with one eye.
Barney: The business will stay in business!
Great Gazoo: Thank you very much. We are now good to go on the ride. I should be going. Thank you for stopping by. Just call me anytime on your next call out.
Fred: You're wel- Hey, I didn't stop by a place. At my house?!
Great Gazoo: Uh, never mind. You are free to go still. Ciao, don't you wanna be ya. *disappear*
Fred: Gazoo! I can't believe that alien is worse than Barney.
Barney: I'm right here Fred.
Fred: Oh! Uh, uh, am I picky?
Barney: Did you say something about me?
Fred: Um. You are as high as a big top mountain in Alaska.
Barney: Really. I'm not as big as a giant collecting golden beans in a castle on top.
Fred: In your fairy tales, Barney.
Barney: Should we go out?
Fred: Yes. I heard the other day, our boss want us for a meeting. Today's the day. We should be out of our homes and go into our boss' house now for a meeting.
Barney: I didn't know we're having another meeting with our boss today. Should we like reschedule our meeting?
Fred: No! The date is set! The date is now! We should be going.
Barney: Okay, okay. We're on our way.
Fred: You don't have to rush like you always do, Barney Rubble.
Barney: Jeez, the traffic out there is going to be crazy.

(The background song "BedRock" by Young Money plays as Fred and Barney get on their Flintmobile and ride around the city of BedRock. Many people are seen shopping, building new buildings, prehistoric animals walking and prehistoric birds controlling the road by making citizens go while the cars stop while some cars continue to move.)

Fred: Ugh, traffic. I hate when it happens.
Barney: Fred, there's no traffic or road rage going on. It's just the traffic light stopping.
Fred: It make me stop and fear me of being to work late.
Barney: No worries. There's nothing to fear of. It just happens sometimes.
Fred: *see the green light go from the prehistoric bird* And now we can go.
Barney: Patience is what make you wait. *he see Fred drive on the Flintmobile*
Great Gazoo: *pop up while drinking a soda* Ah, nothing can sip me from having another soda. *disappears*

(Cars keep on moving as people are walking around town with Fred and Barney continue driving on the Flintmobile on their way to Mr. Slate's house)

Fred: A yabba-dabba ride is making me wanna slide on a dinosaur tail.
Barney: It could be your lucky day. We could fall into some flying Pterodactyl.
Fred: The Pterodactyls are suppose to take us, not make us fall like dead fish on the sea.
Barney: Even a pirate can hunt a fish or a mermaid in five seconds.
Fred: Ha. Talk about the time when we were on a cruise, got shipwrecked and mistake a whale for a beach.
Barney: What a bummer. We should have sunk ourselves into the end of the ocean.
Fred: There is no end of the ocean silly. You just have to feel the bottom of the ocean for yourself.
Barney: Well I'm not too fast of a swimmer. *see Mr. Slate's house* Oh look. We just made it in our boss' house.
Fred: Well that was quick. I hope Mr. Slate doesn't yell at us like a Kindergarten teacher.
Barney: Or else, being in detention.
Fred: School's out Barney. We're off to the world and working and here, we're off to a meeting.
Barney: Always gotta prepare for a new topic of a trending current event. *as Fred park the Flintmobile to the garbage, he and Barney get off the Flintmobile and walk by the front door of Mr. Slate's house*
Great Gazoo: *pop up* Man, these cavemen are fast as a speed racer. *giggle and disappear*

(The background song end as Fred and Barney look into the peephole of Mr. Slate's house to check if he's here as Barney ring on the doorbell)

Fred: How nice and wealthy the house is.
Barney: Is the boss in here?
Fred: How do you know? We're off-work!
Barney: But Freddie, we don't live here.
Fred: It doesn't matter if you live here or not. That's our boss' house. What are you talking about?
Barney: Nothing. You're going to see me catch up with the rock flyers next week by the time the rock boulders crack in half. *ring the doorbell*
Fred: Barney?! What are you doing?
Barney: I was ringing the doorbell.
Fred: Oh, for crying out loud, you don't have to ring a doorbell to get the owner's attention.
Barney: Some people do it other than knocking. Why ring it too?
Mr. Slate: *open the door to see Fred and Barney talking* Hello? Uh....
Barney: Huh?
Fred: What?
Mr. Slate: What's going on? Is there a conversation I would like to get into?
Fred: Oh, nothing Mr. Slate. We have arrived for a important meeting for work.
Barney: We're here on time.
Mr. Slate: Ah. Fred and Barney, I didn't expect to see you stop at my door after work. I was confused at first when I saw two strangers staring at my door looking like you two. What brings you here?
Fred: The other day, you brought us here for some science experience. Right now, you want us to have a meeting in your house rather than at work.
Barney: Well, we're here on time without clocking in late.
Fred: I know that Barney. You don't have to tell me twice.
Barney: I'm just giving you a heads up before you forget.
Mr. Slate: You guys are not at work. We're only here for a quick meeting with you two.
Fred and Barney: What?!
Mr. Slate: We're off work. I would love to tell you the details for what I have planned. Come on inside.
Fred: We're going in.
Barney: First steps take the jar.
Fred: You're not going to scream at us, are you?
Mr. Slate: No silly. Why would I?
Fred: What a coincidence. I thought I was going to get yelled at some principal in middle school.

(Fred, Barney and Mr. Slate enter inside of Mr. Slate's house as the two cavemen have a meeting with their boss in the living room)

Mr. Slate: Fred. *Fred look fearfully surprised* Barney. *Barney smiles nervously* You two. I got something for you after the meeting. You two have something in common.
Fred: What do we have in common?
Barney: Gums? Paperweights? Toothpaste?
Mr. Slate: No, no. You two are my hard-working cavemen. You two really shine out as the best on the charts of your resume. Think about the day you passed your exam and got the job or how much new roads you have been making.
Fred: And that time when I brought in the rocks for a little game. I'll promise to bring in the rocks for a shuffle game later on.
Mr. Slate: You got all day to bring me the rocks. What I don't like about you two. You two keep on disturbing, falling into wrong tracks and clocking out of your lunch break late. I do not like it at all. You two really need to grow on and improve yourselves!
Barney: What? We never done any of this junk, Mr. Slate.
Mr. Slate: You two are falling in charts lately. You wanna stand out like the professionals in charge of the workplace? Well you're not getting some. You hit on Brontosauruses when lazy to work, pass out the wrong flyers, tripping over new roads and collapsing on new buildings. That's not what my job wants!
Fred: What are we suppose to do next?
Barney: What lead us to the meeting where we would meet our fates of being fired.
Mr. Slate: You two are not in trouble. I am not going to fire you. But you two have flaws on your resume. I like you two. You two are like the fast rock in place. I'm not going to bother you anymore of pulling your legs to the limit. In the meantime, we'll have a little snack at my lab.
Fred: Really.
Barney: So you won't fire us, but you will give us a snack as a gift.
Mr. Slate: Yes. You all deserve a treat for your hard work after all these years of working into my company. Follow me.
Fred: Pssst, Barney. I don't trust the guy. He might pull out a prank on firing us.
Barney: I'm doomed to walk in.

(Fred and Barney follow Mr. Slate as they walk into his lab room, surprised by seeing boxes of Fruity Pebbles on the table)

Fred: Wowzers. Fruity Pebbles.
Barney: A snack in our appetizers.
Mr. Slate: I won't give you just Fruity Pebbles. Well, I know you guys love my Fruity Pebbles. But I got a new one for you to try.
Fred: Like what kind of flavor is put into the pebbles?
Barney: Apple sauce?
Mr. Slate: Behold! I present you, Cocoa Pebbles! *hit the switch and reveal the Cocoa Pebbles to Fred and Barney*
Fred and Barney: Wow. Cocoa Pebbles.
Mr. Slate: Told you. It's chocolatey.
Fred: So good.
Barney: So yummy.
Mr. Slate: And so tasty. Can you ever eye-ball on the box when you look at the cereal bowl with chocolate rice to chew on?
Fred: Why eye-ball at the box? We haven't even try it yet.
Barney: We tried Fruity Pebbles like hundred times. Now we gotta try some Cocoa Pebbles before judging.
Mr. Slate: You guys are welcome to try some Cocoa Pebbles. They taste like Fruity Pebbles, but with chocolate flavor.
Fred: Sweet. I wonder what this man got in taste with his cereal?
Barney: Can ring a cereal flake like a cupcake with sprinkles on top.
Mr. Slate: *pour some Cocoa Pebbles on the bowls* Have a seat my workers. Your Taste Buds are ready to be served into a nice warm meal.
Fred: *have a seat with Barney and Mr. Slate* Ah, it's just like last time.
Barney: With 64 pieces, it rock our whole mouth.
Mr. Slate: What are you waiting for? Dig in now.
Fred: Dig in? Like moles? We're on a big cereal moment.
Barney: With our mouths up. *use a spoon with Fred to eat some Cocoa Pebbles*
Mr. Slate: I love the taste of chocolate in the morning.
Fred: Mmm. *dream while his head shakes with the Cocoa Pebbles in size of a tongue go in pieces on his brain with a song saying of "Oh yeah."*
Barney: *dream the same as Fred's while his head shakes with the Cocoa Pebbles in size of a tongue go in pieces on his brain with a song saying of "Oh yeah." Mmm mmm mmm. Oh yeah.
Mr. Slate: Ah. Now I can taste some Taste Buds on my own without those pill heads trying to knock out my schedule. *hold a spoon of Cocoa Pebbles with a bubble saying "NOT 64 PIECES" show up in his mind as he eat the Cocoa Pebbles as his head change to a mammoth with a tail on his back* FLINTSTONE! BARNEY!
Fred: Uh oh, he's real mad.
Mr. Slate: WHAT DID YOU DO?! YOU PAY FOR THIS!
Barney: We didn't do anything sir. The magic in your cereal must have caused to change your appearance without 64 pieces.
Mr. Slate: Oh, you get back here to fix my appearance. I'm calling your families right away. Come back with the rocks and we'll have a talk! *hit himself on the head* Stupid mammoth head.
Fred: We'll be right back Mr. Slate with our wives.
Barney: Coming back at ya to fix the situation. Gotta get the rocks before the comeback. Oh, thanks for the Cocoa Pebbles by the way. We're taking some at our house. *run with Fred with the Cocoa Pebbles back to the Flintmobile as they drive out of Mr. Slate's house*
Mr. Slate: *blow his trunk out* WHERE IS MY COCOA PEBBLES!

(Back in the Space Age in Skypad Apartments, George Jetson return from work by going into his apartment 104 as he enter his apartment by seeing his family, his dog Astro and robot maid Rosie.)

George: Hello family. You all made it back before I got back from work. How surprising.
Jane: Welcome back George. How's work?
George: Work can be a bit stressful. Got enough of Mr. Spacely screaming at me like every day.
Rosie: Don't worry. Let me refresh you from your fears of overworking. *use a stack of feathers to clean George's face*
George: *laugh* That's it Rosie. I had enough of this feather tickle thing on my face.
Astro: Woof woof.
Elroy: Dad, look what I made at school today. *show a rolling car made from plastic*
George: Ah. That's very nice of you Elroy. Really learning a lot of new things in school lately.
Elroy: I can't wait to go up to the next grade.
Judy: Dad, we made some tea while you were gone.
George: Tea? *drink some tea* Not bad. I like the flavor of apple.
Jane: Now that you're off work, you can hang out with us without any stressful time.
George: *relax on the chair* Ah, yeah. No more working for another day. Now I can hang out with you all while we're at it.
Rosie: Do you need a sandwich?
George: Yes. I must be hungry for a sandwich for lunch.
Rosie: Here you go. *pass out a sandwich to George*
George: Thank you Rosie. *eat a sandwich* Who knew a robot could deliver a sandwich to a neighbor next door.
Rosie: I make up the chores.
Elroy: Today is our day to shine.
Judy: Hopefully, I get to book my tickets for a upcoming concert I'm going to.
George: Talk about the concerts my dear Judy. When did the last time you went to a boy band concert?
Judy: I want to go to a boy band concert again. It make me wanna cry in the streets! *scream in excitement*
Elroy: Do you really have to go with your love with every single boy band, sister?
Judy: I can love any singer or band. In fact, I'm a big fan of Sky Rocker and The Zoomies. I even pull up posters of my favorite singers in my room.
George: Fangirls. Fangirls. Oh, the screaming. What make a fanbase so different with the screaming of love and excitement.
Judy: You even get to listen to their songs every weekend. Plus, their new album is coming up in two months and I'm excited to buy their new album on day one.
George: Yeah. Share the songs with me. I can go check on my work list while on break.
Jane: You sound like a shooting star.
George: Oh Jane, you're making me smile on my seat.
Jane: Who knew the best working guy could deliver a bunch of gadgets.
George: We got the best one here and it's Rosie.
Rosie: Thank you for your feedback.
Astro: Woof woof!
George: The future is in your hands and we're feeling it like the 90s.
Jane: I know what you did here.
George: Did I step on something like a toy brick?
Jane: No. You're on a roll!
George: *jump* I'm on a roll baby. Woo!
Jane: What a Starman.
George: Ring a ding bell. I'm on break. *make a peace sign*

(Back at the Stone Age in BedRock, Fred and Barney arrive back at the Flintstones' house as they got in with Wilma, Betty, Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm concerned and upset where the two guys were earlier)

Fred: Honey, we're- Whoa. What the?
Barney: Our family is here. Wait, that's my family. They're in your house!
Fred: Then why didn't you invite them over at my house?
Barney: I didn't call them over. We were out.
Wilma: Boys, where have you been?
Fred: Uh, we were swimming with the fishes.
Barney: I almost had a octopus on my head.
Betty: Really. We been searching all over for you lately. You been caught sneaking out. Why did you do this to us?
Fred: What? No. I'm sorry. We didn't mean to. I was taking Barney for a walk to get away with all those current events that have been going on in our world recently.
Betty: Current events. Even the news didn't say anything about you two earlier.
Pebbles: I'm worried.
Bamm-Bamm: Bamm-Bamm.
Fred: I'm sorry to break you up. We were on a delay. We got some other businesses to catch up and our boss call us the other day for a quick meeting about work.
Barney: Work is life. You never have to break up with a rock.
Wilma: You know, being late on time, not showing up for a party, that's what break the habit of doing.
Betty: You guys gotta let go of your mistakes now and come up with new goals.
Fred: But, Mr. Slate need us. He ran into a problem.
Wilma: What problem he ran into?
Fred: Uh, from the creator of Fruity Pebbles, come a brand new cereal that would make you taste the chocolate on a good breakfast.
Barney: Comes, *show a box of Cocoa Pebbles with Fred* Cocoa Pebbles!
Wilma: That is part of the problem your boss is having with a cereal box?
Betty: What a cereal box got to do with the meeting you two have?
Fred: It's tasty, it got chocolate flavor in it and it's delicious!
Wilma: You two love chocolate that much, don't you.
Fred: Yes. The best chocolate cereal that can rock your whole mouth like Fruity Pebbles.
Dino: *stick his tongue on the Cocoa Pebbles box*
Fred: Whoa. Easy there Dino. That box is not for eating. The cereal is.
Hoppy: *bounce around for some cereal*
Barney: Take it easy Hoppy. You can have some after we settle the cereal pouring together. *hear a phone ringing* Uh, Fred. The phone is ringing.
Fred: I'll take care of it. *hold the phone* Hello?
Mr. Slate: *on the phone* MR. FLINTSTONE! WHERE ARE YOU?!
Fred: Mr. Slate?! Uh, uh, uh. I'm in the bathroom.
Mr. Slate: *on the phone* Really? Where are the rocks? I need you over back with your family this instant. This is an emergency and I'm not feeling it! *break a cup* Come over here now for your conference. *hang up the phone*
Fred: It's a real emergency. Mr. Slate needs us! We have a conference to go to!
Wilma: Already?
Betty: We must be ahead of time.
Fred: Come on. We don't have much time. Get packing and let's hit the Flintmobile. All together!
Barney: Then let's Yabba-Dabba Doo it!

(The Flintstones and the Rubbles get on the Flintmobile together with their pets as they ride on the road in BedRock, only to be distracted by the traffic going on with the red light on pause)

Fred: *beep his car* Oh come on! Traffic stops already? I'm in a middle of a arrival to the meeting.
Wilma: It's alright Fred. It's just traffic and traffic doesn't take forever for all these cars to ride forward.
Fred: Let me focus, Wilma. I know what to do. *beep his car* Oh man. It's going to take forever.
Mr. Goldbrick: *beep the car* Come on already! Move along!
Turk: *beep the car* Why won't this traffic go away?
Bronto: *beep the car* I'll be smashing my car in a wrestling match for a week! *hit his steering wheel*
Fred: Noisy drivers. They get on my last nerves when I took this jab on the road.
Barney: It won't last long, at least the red light is still on. Hey, didn't I tell you about bringing rocks to make a deal with our boss?
Fred: Gosh! I forgot the rocks at home. Let alone keep the traffic going while I'm off the car.
Betty: Don't go. You're going to cause a lot of traffic problems.
Fred: Excuse me? The cars won't go until every car go and why won't you let me get out while I can look for the rocks?
Barney: Just stay in the car. We already left a while ago.
Fred: Gosh! Does anyone know where to find the rocks? I forgot my rocks at my house.
Barney: Maybe you can find new rocks and keep them in your pockets.
Fred: No Barney. I need them for my boss. We always count how many boulders we lift up with the dinosaurs at work. I can't seem to find them.
Wilma: We just left. How about we stop by at a pond-like beach and collect new rocks on the go?
Fred: No. We're in the middle of the rock. I can't drive back right now.
Barney: Make some new adjustments.
Fred: No! I'm getting nervous here.
Dino: *lick Fred* Woof?
Fred: Oh, Dino. Sorry. Not right now. The road is making me crazy.
Hoppy: *try to lift up the Flintmobile*
Barney: The Flintmobile won't get up while we're moving, Hoppy.
Fred: Get going! I'm running late for my meeting! *beep his car*
Zsa-Zsa: Can you shush?! We're trying to wait for the cars to go!
Fred: What? Do you know where to find the rocks? I forgot the rocks at home!
Zsa-Zsa: I don't know what kind of rock are you talking about? We're in a middle of a red light here.
Fred: I FORGOT THE ROCKS YOU DUMB ROCK!
Zsa-Zsa: Just chill out before the rocks throw at your face!
Fred: I SAID, I FORGOT THE ROCKS YOU DUMB ROCK!
Barney: Fred, chill out.
Betty: You're causing a road rage here!
Zsa-Zsa: Yeah!
Fred: OH! YOU'RE MAKING ME NERVOUS! I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR BUTT OFF THE ROAD AND YOUR SORRY ROCK WILL BE SORRY FOR YOUR MISTAKES! *get off the Flintmobile*
Barney: Freddie!
Pebbles: Daddy.
Bamm-Bamm: Bamm-Bamm?
Wilma: Honey, get back to your car. The green light's about to come on and you're causing a distraction.
Betty: You're getting a police ticket.
Fred: OH, I'M READY TO KICK YOUR BUTT! HERE I COME YOU LITTLE DRESSMAKER!
Duckasaurus: *change the traffic light to green* Green light! Green light! Green light means go!
Fred: *the cars keep moving as Zsa-Zsa escape in front of Fred* Whoa whoa whoa! Start the mobile! *jump on the Flintmobile*
Barney: Get on Freddie!
Fred: I'm in a road rage! *drive the Flintmobile fast by passing the police officers*
Boulder: What is going on here?
McAsphalt: That driver is driving too fast like a jet!
Boulder: Someone is breaking the law today. It's time for another speeding ticket! *he and McAsphalt drive on their police cars to chase the Flintstones and Rubbles on their Flintmobile*
Barney: You're driving too fast Fred! Slow down!
Fred: Not 'til I get a hold of this lady!
Great Gazoo: *drive on a little car* Zoom zoom! It's fast and furious!
Wilma: Fred, the cops are coming!
Betty: You are driving way too fast through your speed limit.
Fred: WHAT?! *crash on the street light* Oh great. Look what you done?!
Barney: We told you to stop. But you didn't listen.
Fred: THAT'S BECAUSE, YOU DISTRACT ME DURING THE ROAD RAGE!
Boulder: *stop the Flintstones and Rubbles* FREEZE! Hands up where I could see your hands.
Fred: *he and his family and friends put their hands up* Uh oh. *see a bunch of police cars surrounded*
McAsphalt: You're under arrest.
Barney: Fred, what did we do?
Fred: It's my fault. Trust me. I blew it and I had anger issues.
Wilma: Why did you brought us here for a family arrest?
Fred: I'm sorry! I'm a bit of a lost cause!
Pebbles: Daddy.
Bamm-Bamm: Bamm-Bamm.
Betty: Oh boy.
Boulder: We would like to meet for your charges in the BedRock Police Department. Right now.
Fred: I'm dead roasted.
Great Gazoo: *stop his car* Busted. Not in a good mood. *drink his soda with a straw*

(The Flintstones and the Rubbles with the pets walk into the BedRock Police Department as they are seen by the Commissioner on the front desk)

Commissioner: Fred Flintstone. Do you know why we're here?
Fred: The road rage caused me to get angry like a mad men. Also, i'm late for my meeting with my boss!
Commissioner: You have been charged of driving too fast and bumping into other cars. You could lose your Flintmobile and your driver's license if you don't pay up $500 for your charges.
Fred: What?! Grrrr. This is all your faults!
Barney: Why are you blaming us for the mess?
Wilma: You done it Fred. You're going to get us evicted.
Pebbles: Aw.
Bamm-Bamm: Uh oh.
Betty: This isn't funny Fred. Not at all.
Fred: I'm sorry! I will pay up! Is there anything I need to apologize?
Commissioner: The lady you just yelled at on the road, is looking for a apology. Go and try to apologize to that lady for what you have done on the road.
Fred: Uh oh. She's gonna kill me. *gulp*

(Outside of the BedRock Police Department, Zsa-Zsa is seen sitting on the bench, feeling emotional while Ms. Pitchblend comfort her after the road rage)

Ms. Pitchblend: Is there anything you would like to do on your way out?
Zsa-Zsa: *shred a tear* No. I'm fine. There was a caveman earlier who wanted to kick my butt on the road cause, he forgot his rocks at his house and wanted to look for some around the city of BedRock.
Ms. Pitchblend: That Fred Flintstone must be out of his mind. He's like a angry guy who got fired out of his old job.
Zsa-Zsa: *shred a tear* If that Flintstone guy ever comes back, you know how he is going to apologize. *see Fred Flintstone on the way* Oh, he's here.
Ms. Pitchblend: What do you want? She's having a moment, but you.
Fred: Miss, I would like to say, I'm sorry.
Ms. Pitchblend: Is your one sentence gonna help her apologize to you?
Fred: Earlier on the road, I was losing it. I was out of control that I forgot something at my house for a meeting. All I would like to say, I'm sorry. *cries* I'm sorry! I ruined your day like I ruined my boss' work day on the job! *cries* Ah hoo hoo hoo!
Zsa-Zsa: Cut it out. I accept your apology.
Ms. Pitchblend: Get out of here, cavemen.
Fred: I never been so much better since I got married on the wedding day!
Barney: *show up with the gang* At least, he did apologize.
Commissioner: Good. Now you have to pay up before you lose your privileges.
Fred: Okay! I pay up! After that. I want my mobile fixed!
Commissioner: Sound like a lot of work to do.
Barney: Oh boy.

(After Fred pay up for his charges, his Flintmobile is fixed as the Flintstones and Rubbles with the pets get on the Flintmobile before setting off)

Commissioner: You have pay up your charges and now, you're free to go.
Fred: Thanks a lot. Hope I don't act like a angry person ever again like a mad rooster. Plus, I'm still rich since I won the lottery last February.
Commissioner: The city is watching you. Don't make my police go after you for your other crimes.
Fred: I promise. Once again, I promise.
Wilma: Let's go Fred. Your boss is worried sick.
Barney: We're running behind.
Fred: I know my promises! Well, you have made yourself clear. Keep up the good work on protecting the city and see you next time! *drive his Flintmobile out of the BedRock Police Department*
Commissioner: Such a Flintstone. You know what you are gonna do next in BedRock.
Great Gazoo: *sit on a beach chair while drinking his lemonade* Moral of the story. Never crash on the road rage.

TO BE CONTINUED

Next: Flintstones and Jetsons: A New Year (Chapter 2)