This is a story about two of my favoite charaters, George and Martha! I wrote this out like a play and really hope you like it! Please tell me what you think about it in a review.
George and Martha wake up next to Hermes' bed. Hermes is still asleep.
Martha (sings): Good Morning to you! Good morning to me! Good morning!
George: How can anyone have a good morning with that racket?
M: You just don't understand the fine arts, like my singing.
G: Singing! Is that what that was? I thought Hermes got his finger jam in the copying machine again.
M: I would like to see you try singing. It's harder than it looks.
G: I don't welcome in the morning by singing.
M: Then what do you do?
G: I'll show you
M: George, what are you doing? Wake up!
G: Will you be quiet? I'll trying to welcome the morning!
M: But you're falling asleep!
G: Exactly!
M: But doesn't make any sense!
G: Neither do rats, but you still eat then!
M: You're impossible!
G: Why, thank you!
M: What now? We have a few more minutes until Hermes wakes up.
G: Do you want to see my rat tail collection?
M: Umm no.
G: Why not? It's the largest collection in the world.
M: That's because no one is as gross as you are.
G: You're just jealous.
M: Wait a second, where do you keep these rat tails?
G: In Hermes' back pocket.
M: Does he know about this?
G: Maybe…don't tell him.
M: I'm telling!
G: No!
M: Yes, I am!
G: You can't!
M: Why not?
G: BECAUSE!
M: Because why?
G: Because... Hermes will throw them out if he finds them.
M: Serves you right for making fun of my singing!
G: If you tell Hermes about my rat tails... I'll tell him about your lint collect!
M: What lint collection?
G: The one you keep behind his ears.
M: How did you find out about it?
G: I saw it when Hermes was yelling us about the extreme nectar diving.
M: You mean the time we went diving in the Golden Nectar fountain at Olympus?
G: Yea… Good times. Good times.
M: Why didn't Hermes tell Zeus not to drink the nectar afterwards?
G: Are you kidding? Would you tell the King of Gods, Mr. Lightning Bolt himself, that your pet snakes swam in the nectar you just drank? Can you say KA-BAM?!
M: I guess. Especially after what you did to it.
G: Yea, I don't think I should have drunk all that carrot juice before we went swimming.
M: I told you, you can't drink or eat anything thirty minutes before you go swimming, you cramp up.
G: And other reasons...Ouch! Just the memeory hurts! My tail was cramp for like a week.
M: Don't be a Drama Snake.
Hermes: Will you two be quiet? I'm trying to sleep in!
M: Sorry Herms!
G: Yea, we're sorry master.
M: Stop brown nosing George!
G: What are you talking about? My nose is green!
M: That's not what I meant!
G: Then why are you talking about brown stuff for?
M: Nevermind!
G: I can list lots of brown stuff! Dirt, Root beer, mud, poop!
M: GEORGE!
Hermes: That's it! I'm up!
M (sings): Good morning to you! Good morning-
G: Not that again!
Hermes: Will you two stop it before I turn you into mice.
G: The furry kind or the computer part?
M: Does it matter?
G: Yes, in fact, it is very important! I don't want to be tempted to eat myself.
Hermes: Thank you for sharing that with us, George. Hey, what's this stuff behind my ears!
M: Nothing…
G: It's lint!
H: Yes. Why is it behind my ears?
G: Because it LOVES you!
H: THAT'S IT! I have had it up to here with you two!
M: Now Hermes! Remember what Demeter said about your ichor pressure.
G: Yea dude, relax. Count down from ten.
Hermes: Yea, you guys are right. It's just I have been under a lot of pressure lately...
M: It's ok Hermes. Just take it slow…10…9…8
H: 7...6…5…
G: 3..2…rats
H: What?
G: Everything ends with rats.
M: Mmm rats!
H: Alright I'll go get your breakfast.
Hermes walks away.
M: Hey, George
G: Yea Martha?
M: It's not lint…
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