A television flickers on. The black screen fades in to a fancy sports car with a dull green finish.

A bubbly female voice narrates.

Announcer: Are you tired of the same old paint job?

The scene cuts to the side of a house. While not damaged, the blue paint is very faded.

Announcer: Overdue for a makeover?

The scene cuts to Ally standing against a yellow wall. A roller is moving up and down to Ally's side, painting the wall red, and quickly approaching her.

*SQUIIIIIIIIISH*

She smiles as the roller moves up her body, getting slightly wider as she's flattened to the wall. She winks before it paints over her face, blending her red colors into the wall perfectly.

Announcer: Then call The Flat Paints for a fresh paint job that is uniquely yours!

A diagonal cut to a new scene shows the same wall, but with several bright yellow silhouettes of Ally in various poses against it.

Cut to a 4 squares on screen of various toony people getting squished against walls. Some are relaxed, others are taking intentionally strange poses, but at least one looks legitimately surprised by their predicament.

Announcer: Just relax, enjoy the process, and then...

One by one, as each toon disappears behind the paint, the familiar green glow of a restoration beam hits each of them. Each pops off the wall, leaving their silhouette behind.

Announcer: Watch your own personal style shine! If the standard roller squish is too plain for you, try one of our modern abstract options!

The scene switches to a bright, light blue wall.
*ZAP*
Drops of blue fly off the wall, leaving red spots in various shapes behind. The blue globs together, and splash up into a dizzy, but smiling, Phoebe giving a thumbs up.

Announcer: Ask about our special options. You can become the paint yourself! Our patented techniques make you part of the process, melting your stress away.

The screen cuts to Cassie being melted in the tube in Friendly Paint Job

*PEEEeeeew*
The TV powers off.

Cassie: Really Allison?! I should be showing off this beautiful body in its three dimensional glory holding my two buckets of room mate, not a blob of paint for your amusement!

Ally: But you did so good in focus groups! Quick, turn it back on, they absolutely loved it when the dynamite splattered you everywhere in Phoe-

*WHAM*

Cassie lifted her hammer off the freshly disked Ally. She was a good four feet across, her hands with palms up next to her wincing face above her chest, her tummy and shorts visible on the edges.

Cassie: I will NEVER understand you sometimes. I should take you down right now to get my fashion line started and-

Cassie's phone (figuratively) blew up. She took it out to read the messages, and her face started contorting.

"Whoa you got a spot in the new The Flat Paints commercial?! Awesome!"
"You look fantastic in that new spot!"
"You look great melting!"
"I didn't know you did these shoots, are you busy this weekend?"
"Hi I'm calling from Drawn In Stitches. You look great in The Flat Paints commercial but we think we can give you a better offer. We need someone to help this weekend with photos, are you available?"

Cassie's face somehow twisted into an insane smile while her eyes twitched. Ally thought she might have blushed a little.

She hrumphed, quickly quieting her emotions, remembering who she was. Fame came first.

Cassie: UUUURGH!!! I need to point the weirdos to my Instaglam and answer the few important people in here. Consider yourself lucky this time!

She threw her mallet at Allison before storming off, spreading her disk body another foot before it bounced into the corner.

Ally waited a moment to wobble and pop back into shape. She looked at the rug, surprised to see a red outline of herself stamped on the rug.

She shrugged, and walked back to the lab.