CHATBOT: INT. DENSE WOODED FOREST - DAY Moss-laden trees loom over a damp, shadowy clearing. Sunlight dapples through the thick canopy, creating patches of light on the forest floor. BEAKER, wearing his usual lab coat that's much too big for him, stumbles through the underbrush, his red hair askew, a look of determination set across his face. Ahead, EDWARD CULLEN stands in a shaft of sunlight, his skin faintly shimmering, a look of brooding intensity on his face. He's dressed in his usual casual, yet somehow disconcertingly perfect attire. Beaker stops a few feet away from Edward, his eyes wide behind his round glasses. He takes a deep breath, trying to muster his courage, and then embarks upon a speech, his voice a series of high-pitched, nervous "meep-meep-meep!" EDWARD narrows his eyes, struggling to maintain his stoic facade as he interprets Beaker's unique mode of communication. BEAKER (subtitled) I know what you are. Edward looks taken aback, his eyebrows lifting in surprise, but he quickly regains his composure. EDWARD Say it... out loud. Say it. Beaker takes a step forward, the intensity in his bulbous eyes could light a fire. He flails his arms for emphasis, his voice a crescendo of emphatic "meep-meep-meeps!" BEAKER (subtitled) Vampire! A tense silence falls over the clearing. Edward stares at Beaker, admiration and surprise mingling in his gaze. It was one thing for Bella to confront him, but Beaker, with his endearing meeps and undeniable courage, somehow pierces through Edward's centuries-old heart with a peculiar kind of earnestness. EDWARD Are you afraid? Beaker looks up at Edward, his expression earnest and unflinching. After a beat, he shakes his head vigorously, a determined "meep" escaping his lips. BEAKER (subtitled) No. Because I'm in love with you. Edward looks stunned, the corners of his mouth twitch slightly, an amused smile threatening to break through his usually impassive demeanor. Here he was, confronted by a Muppet who, despite everything, saw only the good in him. The absurdity and purity of the moment catches him off guard. EDWARD And you believe a vampire and a Muppet can have a future together? Beaker nods vigorously, then launches into an impassioned tirade of "meep-meep-meep," flapping his arms about, conveying his willingness to face any obstacle, any prejudice, all for the sake of love. Edward watches him, a mixture of wonder and affection painting his face. He takes a step toward Beaker, closing the distance between them. EDWAR...