AN:
Hey guys, here's something I made a little while back with one of my friends that I wanted to share. It was for an assignment, but I feel like I should post something for the terribly long wit of my other story. Thanks, Review and I hope you enjoy!
Romeo:I gotta get ready 4 my luv Rosaline.
*Tries to fix hair but then fails. Freezes in tableau. Rosaline comes on stage and prepares cheese, muttering under her breath about the different types of cheese.*
Rosaline: Ugh, I hate going to the market, I always meet the weirdest of people, like that kid Roberto? Randal? Ramifications? I don't know, he was annoying and that's it. It's not like I'll ever meet him again.
*While Rosaline is getting ready, Romeo picks up where he left off and makes his way through the room to her.*
Romeo: My dear lady Rosaline
Rosaline: Uh hello? Who dis?
Romeo: Look and you'll find someone dear to you.
*Door opens*
Rosaline: Looks around Where?
Rosaline: Ah! It's you, um, Patio!
Romeo: It's Romeo. Aside She's tryin to act like she doesn't know. That how I like em. Hard to get :)
Rosaline: Ah, that's it. Why are u here?
Romeo: My dear Rosaline: Kneels and gives flower but it breaks
Aside That wasn't supposed to happen
Rosaline: Oh for me? takes crippled flower
Rosaline: Aside This is going in the garbage later
Rosaline: Yes Patio-
Romeo: Romeo
Rosaline: So what can I do for you Romeo
Romeo: I have come to take your hand in marriage.
Rosaline: [Aside] Dayum he thirsty as hell
Uh, I've only met u 2 hours ago?
Romeo: But you've been my (counting on fingers)... seventh love at first sight!
Rosaline: Oh. [Aside] u a playa son.
Romeo: [Aside] She's so into me
Rosaline: We're moving too fast, ([Aside] even sonic ain't be going than this the only thing rivaling how fast we're going is how the speed of how fast new trends die.)
Romeo: I wrote a sonnet for u my fair lady.
Rosaline: Facepalm
Romeo:
My love for u is like the aging cheese/ Underneath the cellars of the great monks
Rosaline: [Aside] That it stinks and gives me a horrible feeling after eating too much?
Romeo: You are like freshly pressed grape juice and I/ Would take a sip outta u and eat pies
Rosaline: [Aside] Even my baby sister can make better sonnets
Romeo: I want to marry u and consummate/ The number of children I want is 28!
And as we grow old together I'll feed you/ purple wrinkly expired plates of prunes!
And as u walk in the rain to the altar/ I'll tell my mom and dad not to kill ya
When we're wed we'll be the greatest maters/ That we will have a every single haters
As our 28 kids every day laugh and play/ In both our hearts our love will never fade
What did u think of my glorious poem?
Rosaline: [Aside]That becoming a nun was the right choice
Romeo: Well?
Rosaline: Well your poem is okay (under breath: for a 2 month old) I have a poem for u.
Boi u so thirsty tryna get my hand
But u a playa who schools can't pass
Please boi Imma become a nun
Because Jesus for me is the one
I would like my virginity please
If I'm gonna devote myself to the trinity
Boi u say u want so many young heirs
But seriously I just don't care
Boi are u thinking seriously
Because to u I'm a fantasy
But like fantasies my love ain't real
U go be nasty while I'll be ethereal
Son, please get off of ur own kneeses
Because I'm in love with Jesus
When U seriously think and realize I'm not in love
Is the day that I renounce Jesus
But no that day won't come
Unlike the day I become a nun
Just like how u never shape up
I'll go to church to pray to Jesus
I mean you're not bad but i'll have to turn you away
But from a soon to be nun you should know that Jesus is bae
*Slam the door*
Romeo: My itty bitty foot! Why must fate be cruel?
*Hops around. Scene ends*