Disclaimer: I don't own anything, though I made up the characters Ebony
and Oreo.
A/N: I would just like to say that if this sucks I wrote two years ago.
(Which means it could quite easily suck.) Feel free to flame me, I really
don't mind. It'd be entertaining. I'm just posting this because my
account just seems so.empty. So I'm putting this up until I have writing
time.
Miss Eliza: Today Trouble is uh, going to try to help with my recording.
Trouble: Jeez . Go ahead, take it out on me. See if I care.
Miss Eliza: I know that's a little harsh, but sometimes you're more trouble than help.
Trouble: Where do you think I get my name?
Miss Eliza: Look, lets just try to record okay?
Trouble: Sure . Hey, theres Scorn! She's. . .I don't believe it ! She's talking to Chaos. Why that little-
Miss Eliza: Why don't you find something to record(Miss Eliza knows enough not to listen to Troubles ranting about Scorn).
Trouble: Sure. Fine . Anything at all.
Miss Eliza: Whew. It's nice to be rid of him for a while.
Trouble: I think I'll go spy on Scorn and Chaos. Hmmm. That spot under the bushes, behind the flower pots will work. Uhh . ow. little farther. . .yuck , what was that ?! Never mind , I don't want to know.
He's right. It lets him sit right under Chaos & Scorn's nose.
Chaos: So anyway, that was the end of that chick.. But when I came to live with Morwen I met you... And ever since I've always wanted to . . .
Scorn: Wanted to what?
Chaos: Well, you know,
Scorn: Yeah, I know.
They lean towards each other. Suddenly Chaos turns his head.
Chaos: What are you doing Trouble?
Trouble: Uh, well I, um, was hunting for some worms.
Scorn: Oh, really. What were you going to do? Use them to go fishing?snorts Get lost.
Chaos: Actually I should be going. Make sure that dumb tabby from the alleys isn't up in my appletree again. Hope your comfey down there Trouble (He leaves.)
Sorn: You are so annoying. Now would you get out of here. I need to think in the peace and quiet.
Trouble: Scorn, wait. I can be quiet What were you doing with Chaos anyway?
Scorn: That's none of you're filthy ear-wax. And for your imformation, I prefer his company to yours. Good-bye!
With that Scorn flounced off after Chaos. You could almost hear Trouble's heart cracking from the appletree. Almost.
Morwen: Hello Trouble. Whats up? You look really unsettled.
Trouble: Hi Morwen. It's nothing. I've just been dumped.
Morwen: That's horrible !
Trouble: No kidding. Hey, what's with the outfit Morwen?
Morwen: It's my gardening outfit. It was on sale. Do you like it?
Trouble: Yeah. . . it's, Gardenie. And full of flowers, uh lots of flowers.uh.
Morwen: I know, I know. A gentleman like you doesn't enjoy the beauty of things like flowers.
Trouble: Uh, right.
Morwen: Oh, Trouble by the way, Sally and Mandy-
Trouble: Sally and Mandy?
Morwen: Yeah, my salamanders. Well they developed a prefrence for grasshoppers, and they just ate the last ones. So do you think-
Trouble: So do I think I could go get some?
Morwen: Uh huh.
Trouble: Sure. Dead or alive?
Morwen: It doesn't matter. Whatevers easier.
Trouble: Dead it is.
He bounds off with no thought of Scorn. Morwen just starts unearthing a plant when she is rudely shoved in the back.
Morwen: Hey! What the?
Fiddlesticks: Sorry Morwen. Is that fish on your back???
Morwen: Yes Fiddlesticks but it's not the kind you eat.
Aunt Opheilia siddles up to them.
Aunt Opheilia: Fiddlesticks, are you being a bother to dear Morwen?
Morwn: Oh ,no, Aunt Opheilia, he's just hungry again.
Fiddlesticks: Again? But I'm always hungrrrry!
Morwen: Look Fiddlesticks, I think some food is in the the attic for you.
Fiddlesticks: Y I pp I e!!!!!!!
Aunt Opheilia: Is there really food up there Morwen dear?
Morwen: Nothing but bats and mice. Not that we should have the problem that we do with them. There are how many of you after all?
Aunt Opheilia: Too many.
Morwen: So I've noticed.
Aunt Opheilia: Oh that reminds me, Morwen dear.
Morwen: You can drop the dear.
Aunt Opheilia: Sorry dear. Miss Eliza come over here! turns to MorwenYou should find this interesting.
Miss Eliza; Yes Aunt Opheilia? Aunt Opheilia: Tell Morwen here what you discovered.
Miss Eliza: Oh yes. When I was strolling by the Goldfish pond, I saw that three fish were missing from the pond.
Morwen: Oh really? When?
Miss Eliza; A few minutes after Trouble ran off into the field. Morwen: Hmm. That was right after Fiddlesticks went into the house. And I'm certain he didn't come back out again. TROUBLE!!!
pause
Trouble: I'm here. Whew! That was a looooooooooonnnnnnnnnnggggg way. Did you need something Morwen?
Morwen: Yes. Trouble, have you been eating the goldfish in the pond?
Trouble: No, of course not.
Morwen: Here, let me smell your breath . . . phew! You have too been eating the fish! How many times do I have to tell you to drop that habit?
Trouble: Uh, . . . too many?
Morwen: Exactly! From now on . . .
Cough, hack weeze. Ah, Morwen. I could use your help. You see I've gotten myself into a rather sticky situation.
Telemain!??!!!!!
Telamain: Sorry to drop in like this but with the Queen having a baby she got this pregnant cat that she wants me to babysit for a little while.
Morwen: So?
Telemain: Morwen! I don't know anything about cats. And I can't even talk to them. And she's got this really crabby sister.
Morwen: Who, the Queen?
Telemain: NO! The CAT!!
Morwen: Oh. Well why don't you just magic them here and I can smooth things over with the Queen while I take care of them.
Telemain: Thanks Morwen, you're the greatest!
Trouble: She knows, now hurry up and lets get this situation over with already!
Whoosh.
Trouble: Good now that mainiac's gone and we get stuck with the pregnant puss and her cantankerous chick of a sister.
Miss Eliza: Honestly I didn't think you knew such big words.
Morwen: Don't think this gets you out of trouble, Trouble.
Trouble: I'm not stupid.
Jasper: Could have fooled me.
Another whoosh.
Ebony: So we're expected to live here? In this dump. And who are all these? He never told us of any others.
Oreo(new cat):Really, Ebony. We're to be guests here-
Ebony: Ooh, lucky us.
Oreo: And I think we should show some gratitude.
Morwen: We're glad to have you here.
Ebony: Oh, are you the leader of this zoo. Well you make sure my sister is comfortable. If she isn't, well you can probably guess the consecences.
Morwen: Murgatroyed, Jasper, please show Ebony where she and her sister will be staying.
The three walk off.
Oreo: Oh dear, I hope we won't be too much trouble.
Morwen: Of course not!
Trouble: It's your sister we're worried about.
Morwen: TROUBLE!
Trouble: I was just being honest.
Morwen: Trouble, I thought you were supposed to be out hunting for grasshoppers.
Trouble: Oh, yeah, right. I was just hunting for grasshoppers. Right. Well, I guess I'll be going now.
Trouble sneaks off towards the field.
Before she remembers his goldfish incident.
Aunt Opheilia: Oh, Morwen dear.
Morwen: Yes, Aunt Ophelia?
Aunt Opheilia: Don't forget about Trouble and the goldfish pond.
Morwen: Oh, yeeeeeeesssssssssss. Trouble, get that fur covered butt of yours back here! Pronto!
Trouble: Hi, Morwen . . .did I mention that you look very flattering and lovely in that gardeny dress of yours?
Morwen: Cut the act, Trouble. Did you take those fish out of the pond?
Trouble: Would it help if I said that they wanted to come out?
Morwen:Very funny, Trouble.
Trouble: How about if I said I did it for somebody else who wanted them?
Chaos and Scorn walk over.
Chaos: Ooooh.
Scorn: He's got to be in pretty big trouble if that's all he's got for a comeback.
Morwen: You're in over your head, CAT . . . way over your head.
Scorn: Ooh, the storm fast approaches.
Aunt Opheilia: Please miss-searches for name.
Oreo: Oreo.
Aunt Opheilia: Oreo. Let's show you where you will be staying. All of us.
Chaos: Yes, let's
Scorn: Please walk right this way, ma'am, and we'll give you a slow tour on the way to the house.
Miss Eliza: Today Trouble is uh, going to try to help with my recording.
Trouble: Jeez . Go ahead, take it out on me. See if I care.
Miss Eliza: I know that's a little harsh, but sometimes you're more trouble than help.
Trouble: Where do you think I get my name?
Miss Eliza: Look, lets just try to record okay?
Trouble: Sure . Hey, theres Scorn! She's. . .I don't believe it ! She's talking to Chaos. Why that little-
Miss Eliza: Why don't you find something to record(Miss Eliza knows enough not to listen to Troubles ranting about Scorn).
Trouble: Sure. Fine . Anything at all.
Miss Eliza: Whew. It's nice to be rid of him for a while.
Trouble: I think I'll go spy on Scorn and Chaos. Hmmm. That spot under the bushes, behind the flower pots will work. Uhh . ow. little farther. . .yuck , what was that ?! Never mind , I don't want to know.
He's right. It lets him sit right under Chaos & Scorn's nose.
Chaos: So anyway, that was the end of that chick.. But when I came to live with Morwen I met you... And ever since I've always wanted to . . .
Scorn: Wanted to what?
Chaos: Well, you know,
Scorn: Yeah, I know.
They lean towards each other. Suddenly Chaos turns his head.
Chaos: What are you doing Trouble?
Trouble: Uh, well I, um, was hunting for some worms.
Scorn: Oh, really. What were you going to do? Use them to go fishing?snorts Get lost.
Chaos: Actually I should be going. Make sure that dumb tabby from the alleys isn't up in my appletree again. Hope your comfey down there Trouble (He leaves.)
Sorn: You are so annoying. Now would you get out of here. I need to think in the peace and quiet.
Trouble: Scorn, wait. I can be quiet What were you doing with Chaos anyway?
Scorn: That's none of you're filthy ear-wax. And for your imformation, I prefer his company to yours. Good-bye!
With that Scorn flounced off after Chaos. You could almost hear Trouble's heart cracking from the appletree. Almost.
Morwen: Hello Trouble. Whats up? You look really unsettled.
Trouble: Hi Morwen. It's nothing. I've just been dumped.
Morwen: That's horrible !
Trouble: No kidding. Hey, what's with the outfit Morwen?
Morwen: It's my gardening outfit. It was on sale. Do you like it?
Trouble: Yeah. . . it's, Gardenie. And full of flowers, uh lots of flowers.uh.
Morwen: I know, I know. A gentleman like you doesn't enjoy the beauty of things like flowers.
Trouble: Uh, right.
Morwen: Oh, Trouble by the way, Sally and Mandy-
Trouble: Sally and Mandy?
Morwen: Yeah, my salamanders. Well they developed a prefrence for grasshoppers, and they just ate the last ones. So do you think-
Trouble: So do I think I could go get some?
Morwen: Uh huh.
Trouble: Sure. Dead or alive?
Morwen: It doesn't matter. Whatevers easier.
Trouble: Dead it is.
He bounds off with no thought of Scorn. Morwen just starts unearthing a plant when she is rudely shoved in the back.
Morwen: Hey! What the?
Fiddlesticks: Sorry Morwen. Is that fish on your back???
Morwen: Yes Fiddlesticks but it's not the kind you eat.
Aunt Opheilia siddles up to them.
Aunt Opheilia: Fiddlesticks, are you being a bother to dear Morwen?
Morwn: Oh ,no, Aunt Opheilia, he's just hungry again.
Fiddlesticks: Again? But I'm always hungrrrry!
Morwen: Look Fiddlesticks, I think some food is in the the attic for you.
Fiddlesticks: Y I pp I e!!!!!!!
Aunt Opheilia: Is there really food up there Morwen dear?
Morwen: Nothing but bats and mice. Not that we should have the problem that we do with them. There are how many of you after all?
Aunt Opheilia: Too many.
Morwen: So I've noticed.
Aunt Opheilia: Oh that reminds me, Morwen dear.
Morwen: You can drop the dear.
Aunt Opheilia: Sorry dear. Miss Eliza come over here! turns to MorwenYou should find this interesting.
Miss Eliza; Yes Aunt Opheilia? Aunt Opheilia: Tell Morwen here what you discovered.
Miss Eliza: Oh yes. When I was strolling by the Goldfish pond, I saw that three fish were missing from the pond.
Morwen: Oh really? When?
Miss Eliza; A few minutes after Trouble ran off into the field. Morwen: Hmm. That was right after Fiddlesticks went into the house. And I'm certain he didn't come back out again. TROUBLE!!!
pause
Trouble: I'm here. Whew! That was a looooooooooonnnnnnnnnnggggg way. Did you need something Morwen?
Morwen: Yes. Trouble, have you been eating the goldfish in the pond?
Trouble: No, of course not.
Morwen: Here, let me smell your breath . . . phew! You have too been eating the fish! How many times do I have to tell you to drop that habit?
Trouble: Uh, . . . too many?
Morwen: Exactly! From now on . . .
Cough, hack weeze. Ah, Morwen. I could use your help. You see I've gotten myself into a rather sticky situation.
Telemain!??!!!!!
Telamain: Sorry to drop in like this but with the Queen having a baby she got this pregnant cat that she wants me to babysit for a little while.
Morwen: So?
Telemain: Morwen! I don't know anything about cats. And I can't even talk to them. And she's got this really crabby sister.
Morwen: Who, the Queen?
Telemain: NO! The CAT!!
Morwen: Oh. Well why don't you just magic them here and I can smooth things over with the Queen while I take care of them.
Telemain: Thanks Morwen, you're the greatest!
Trouble: She knows, now hurry up and lets get this situation over with already!
Whoosh.
Trouble: Good now that mainiac's gone and we get stuck with the pregnant puss and her cantankerous chick of a sister.
Miss Eliza: Honestly I didn't think you knew such big words.
Morwen: Don't think this gets you out of trouble, Trouble.
Trouble: I'm not stupid.
Jasper: Could have fooled me.
Another whoosh.
Ebony: So we're expected to live here? In this dump. And who are all these? He never told us of any others.
Oreo(new cat):Really, Ebony. We're to be guests here-
Ebony: Ooh, lucky us.
Oreo: And I think we should show some gratitude.
Morwen: We're glad to have you here.
Ebony: Oh, are you the leader of this zoo. Well you make sure my sister is comfortable. If she isn't, well you can probably guess the consecences.
Morwen: Murgatroyed, Jasper, please show Ebony where she and her sister will be staying.
The three walk off.
Oreo: Oh dear, I hope we won't be too much trouble.
Morwen: Of course not!
Trouble: It's your sister we're worried about.
Morwen: TROUBLE!
Trouble: I was just being honest.
Morwen: Trouble, I thought you were supposed to be out hunting for grasshoppers.
Trouble: Oh, yeah, right. I was just hunting for grasshoppers. Right. Well, I guess I'll be going now.
Trouble sneaks off towards the field.
Before she remembers his goldfish incident.
Aunt Opheilia: Oh, Morwen dear.
Morwen: Yes, Aunt Ophelia?
Aunt Opheilia: Don't forget about Trouble and the goldfish pond.
Morwen: Oh, yeeeeeeesssssssssss. Trouble, get that fur covered butt of yours back here! Pronto!
Trouble: Hi, Morwen . . .did I mention that you look very flattering and lovely in that gardeny dress of yours?
Morwen: Cut the act, Trouble. Did you take those fish out of the pond?
Trouble: Would it help if I said that they wanted to come out?
Morwen:Very funny, Trouble.
Trouble: How about if I said I did it for somebody else who wanted them?
Chaos and Scorn walk over.
Chaos: Ooooh.
Scorn: He's got to be in pretty big trouble if that's all he's got for a comeback.
Morwen: You're in over your head, CAT . . . way over your head.
Scorn: Ooh, the storm fast approaches.
Aunt Opheilia: Please miss-searches for name.
Oreo: Oreo.
Aunt Opheilia: Oreo. Let's show you where you will be staying. All of us.
Chaos: Yes, let's
Scorn: Please walk right this way, ma'am, and we'll give you a slow tour on the way to the house.