WordGirl: The Musical!
Scene One
Narrator: Just another one of those days in the city… (Sighs) I'm sorry, but the show's becoming predictable… Well, might as well see what this one's about… (Paper rustling) Oh hello… what do we have here…? Finally! Something so completely new, and it's a musical! Whoopee! (Clears throat) Um, sorry, I just love musicals…Anyway, let's see how this happens in action…
We go to Two-Brains' lair, where he's busy at work with something…
Doc: Aha! It is almost done! Quick, hand me my fondue sprayer!
Henchman: Right away, Boss! (Goes to the table and sees several other rays) Um, which one is it?
Doc: The one on your left.
Henchman: Which left?
Doc: Arrgh! Just get it!
Henchman: Okay… (Grabs one and gives it to the doc)
Doc: Finally! (Taking it and putting it in the project) Here it is, the… Ultimate Cheese Ray! Come on, we have a town to turn into cheese. (Wheels out the machine)
Narrator: Meanwhile, Word Girl and Huggy are patrolling above the city.
Word Girl: So far, nothing unusual. (But she spoke all too soon when she heard a familiar cackling with her super hearing and a voice saying he's about to turn the city into cheese) Come on Huggy, Two-Brains is up to no good again. (Super speeds to where Doc was about to use his new invention) Hold it right there, Doctor Two-Brains!
Doc: Oh goodie, you're just in time for me to test it… On you! (Turns on the machine, aiming at her. The duo braces themselves but nothing seems to happen) What the…? Henchmen! You did give me the right ray, didn't you?
Henchman: Well, um, you see, they all looked a lot alike, so I grabbed one and thought it was the right one.
Doc: But that would mean… Uh oh… (Suddenly, the machine begins to shake, and it released an energy beam high into the air, creating a force field to cover the entire city)
Word Girl: Doc… What does this mean?
Doc: One moment. (Looks in machine, sees the ray, and recognizes as his singing ray!) Oh cheese…
Word Girl: Doc, what are you saying?!
Doc: (Going back to her) Well apparently I placed the singing ray instead of the ray I was going to use, so now we'll have to break in song when a moment is right.
Word Girl: You mean like in… (Gulping) a musical?
Doc: You got it.
Word Girl: But what if there's people who can't sing so well?!
Doc: That won't happen, because even the worst of singers will turn into Broadway sensations!
Word Girl: Uh… So what do you advise?
Doc: Not letting emotions get the better of you, because if that happens, you're likely to break into song and dance.
Word Girl: Yikes. I better warn the rest of the city… How long until everything can go back to normal?
Doc: Who knows, it could be days, weeks, months even.
Word Girl: Then I suggest you start working on figuring out how to shut it down! (She flies off and heads for City Hall to explain to the Mayor and her mother what has happened, and the news reporters took over from there)
Lady Reporter: This just in, a force field created by the evil Doctor Two-Brains will force everyone to sing unless we do not express any emotion. Something that will be very hard to do… (She is given a paper and looks at it) Uh oh, too late, all ready there have been reports of citizens singing musical numbers! Who knows how long it will be until we can speak normally again… But Word Girl is hard at work preventing any more singing!
Word Girl: (Sitting on top of a rooftop) It figures Huggy… You try so hard to protect or to prevent things from happening to the town you're watching over… (Suddenly she feels something in her throat waiting to burst out) Oh no… Little town, it's a quiet village, everyday like the one before… little town full of little people, waking up to say… (Then flies below to the city streets)
Girl: Bonjour!
Boy: Bonjour!
Man: Bonjour!
Woman: Bonjour!
Baker: Bonjour!
Word Girl: There goes the Baker with his tray like always, the same old bread and rolls to sell. Every morning just the same since the morning that we came to this poor provincial town!
Baker: Morning, Word Girl!
Word Girl: Good morning!
Baker: Where are you off to?
Word Girl: Oh just out protecting the city as usual.
Baker: That's nice; hey, Candlestick Maker! I need more candles, hurry up!
She keeps flying on.
Two Rich Women: Look there she goes the girl is strange, no question, dazed and distracted, can't you tell?
Older Woman: Never part of any crowd.
Man 2: 'Cause her head's up on some cloud.
Kids: No denying she's a funny girl, that Word Girl!
Man 3: Bonjour!
Girl 2: Good day!
Man 3: How is your family?
Teen Girl: Bonjour!
Man: Good day!
Teen Girl: How is your wife?
Woman 4: I need… Six eggs!
Older Woman: That's too expensive!
Word Girl: There must be more to this provincial life! (Quickly stops at the library)
Ms. Dewey: Ah, Word Girl.
Word Girl: Hi, I've come to return the book I borrowed.
Ms. Dewey: Finished already?
Word Girl: You know me, I can't stop reading. While I'm here, have you got anything new?
Ms. Dewey: Not since yesterday.
Word Girl: That's alright, I'll… borrow… (Super speeds around the library and comes back with another book) this one!
Ms. Dewey: But you've read that one twice.
Word Girl: It's my favorite: far off places, daring sword fights, magic spells, and a prince in disguise!
Ms. Dewey: If you like so much, then it's yours.
Word Girl: But Ms. Dewey…
Ms. Dewey: I insist.
Word Girl: Thank you! (Hugging the book tightly)
Library Patrons: Shhh!
Word Girl: Oops, sorry… Thanks again… (Flies out of the library)
Group of Men: Look there she goes; the girl is so peculiar, I wonder if she's feeling well?
All Women: With a dreamy, far-off look.
All Men: And her nose stuck in a book.
All: What a puzzle to the rest of us is Word Girl!
Word Girl: (Stopping in the park, showing the book to Huggy) Oh…isn't this amazing? It's my favorite part because… you'll see…Here's where she meets Prince Charming! But she won't discover that it's him, till chapter three! (They start flying around again into downtown)
Rich Lady: (While in Reginald's jewelry store) Now it's no wonder that her name is Word Girl; her words have got no parallel!
Reginald: But behind that fair facade, I'm afraid she's rather odd!
Both: Very different from the rest of us.
Group: She's nothing like the rest of us!
All: Yes, different from the rest of us is Word Girl!
Tobey makes his way with one of his robots ready to cause damage.
Tobey: Today is the day! I know it is! Right from the moment when I met her, saw her, I said she's gorgeous, and I fell! Here in town there's only she who's as intellect as me, so I'm making plans to woo and crush Word Girl!
Below were a couple of fan girls that thought Tobey was a great villain.
Trio: (Shrieks) Look, there he goes! Isn't he dreamy? Boy genius, Tobey! Oh, he's so cute! Be still my heart! I'm hardly breathing! He's such a short, dark, slim, and smart geek!
Things speed up a bit and everyone goes around.
Woman: Bonjour!
Tobey: Pardon!
Word Girl: Good day!
Woman 2: Mais oui!
Woman 3: You call this bacon?
Woman 4: What lovely grapes!
Baker: Some cheese…
Girl: ...Ten yards!
Man: …One pound!
Tobey: 'Scuse me!
Man: I'll get the knife!
Tobey: Please let me through!
Woman: This bread…
Woman 3: Those fish…
Woman: …It's stale!
Woman 3: …They smell!
All Men: Madame's mistaken!
All Women: Well, maybe so!
All: Good morning!
Word Girl: There must be more than this provincial life!
All: Oh, good morning!
Tobey: Just watch… I'm going to make Word Girl my girl!
All: Look, there she goes… a girl who's strange but special. A most peculiar superhero!
All Women: It's a pity and a sin…
All Men: She doesn't quite fit in!
All: 'Cause she really is a funny girl. A beauty but a funny girl, she really is a funny girl… That Word Girl!
From there everyone stopped and went about their business. Tobey was slightly confused as to what happened. Word Girl flies up to him.
Tobey: Uh, what just happened? I feel as if I landed in a quirky Broadway musical number.
Word Girl: You could say that. Doc accidently set off an experiment that went wrong, and now we all have to sing when the timing is right.
Tobey: Oh that's just great! How am I supposed to act evil if I'm just going to burst into song like that!
Word Girl: There is a way to tempony ignore the singing. We have to make sure we never express any type of emotion.
Tobey: So no being evil for awhile?
Word Girl: No being evil for awhile.
Tobey: (Throws remote) Mouse-Brains, I'll get you for this! (And starts pouting while his robot's hand patted his head)
Word Girl: Aw, cut the Doc some slack; he never wanted this to happen to begin with.
Tobey: Just please tell me he's fixing the problem.
Word Girl: He is, but I have a feeling it's going to take some time.
Tobey: Speaking of time… (Looking at his watch) I'll be late for school!
Word Girl: (Whispering to Huggy) Uh oh, us too… See you Tobey! (Flies fast to the front steps of the school and quickly transforms back to Becky Botsford, and just in time too as other kids make it to school unfortunately in song) Not again…
Students: O hallowed halls and vine draped walls, the proudest sight there is… When grey and sere our hair hath turned…We shall revere the lessons learned in our days at dear old Woodview…Our days at dear old…
Violet: Oh-oh-oh-oh-old…
Students: Dear old Woodview-www… (Then they start going in)
Violet: Becky! Have you sung a song today too?
Becky: Yes, unfortunately.
Violet: I kind-of like it; in fact, I think everyone in the city is having fun!
Becky: Well sure it's cool to sing in a musical, but to be forced to sing all the time would get pretty tiresome.
Violet: Tiresome?
Becky: You know, like boring or dull. Singing is fun, but when you sing all the time, it gets to be very dull.
Violet: Oh, we better hurry to class.
Becky: Right behind you.
In Ms. Davis's classroom.
Ms. Davis: Class, I have a new seating chart to use. When I call your name, please stand up and move to that spot. (After awhile, she makes it to Victoria Best) Victoria, you will sit by Becky.
Victoria: But Ms. Davis, as the best student in the class, in the school, in fact… I should choose my own seating.
Ms. Davis: Sorry kiddo, but I decide who gets to sit where.
Victoria: Fine… (Sits down upset)
Becky: You know Victoria, I'm not thrilled with this arrangement either.
Victoria: Whatever, I'm so upset that I'll text my parents to tell them what has happened…
Becky: Victoria, we can't text in school.
Victoria: So, Ms. Davis isn't looking. You might as well text your parents to tell them about this stupid seating chart. So, Dearest darlingest Momsie and Popsical…
Becky: (Using her cell phone and realizes all too late what has she gotten herself into) My dear Father…
Both: There's been some confusion over seating here at Woodview…
Becky: But of course, I'll care for TJ.
Victoria: But of course, I'll rise above it!
Both: For I know that's how you want me to respond, yes; there's been some confusion, for you see, my seat-mate is…
Victoria: Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe…
Becky: Blonde…
They gave each other hard glances.
Victoria: What is this feeling? So sudden and new?
Becky: I felt the moment I laid eyes on you…
Victoria: My pulse is rushing…
Becky: My head is reeling…
Victoria: My face is flushing…
Both: What is this feeling? Fervid as a flame, does it have a name? Yes! Loathing! Unadulterated loathing…
Victoria: For your face…
Becky: Your voice…
Victoria: Your clothing…
Both: Let's just say, I loathe it all! Every little trait, however small, makes my very flesh begin to crawl with the simple utter loathing; there's a strange exhilaration! In such total detestation, it's so pure, so strong! Though I do have to admit it came on fast, still I do believe that it can last! And I will be loathing, loathing you, my whole life long!
Students: Dear Becky, you are just too good! How do you stand it? I don't think I could! She's a terror! She's a tartar! We don't mean to show a bias, but Becky, you're a martyr!
Becky: Well… these things are sent to try us…
Students: Poor Becky forced to reside with someone so disgusticified! We just want to tell you… We're all on your side! We share your…
Both: What is this feeling? So sudden and new?
Students: Loathing, unadulterated loathing…
Both: I felt the moment…
Students: For her face, her voice…
Both: I laid eyes on you, my pulse is rushing, my head is reeling, oh, what is this feeling?
Students: Her clothing, let's just say, we loathe it all!
Both: Does it have a name?
Students: Every little trait however small makes our very flesh crawl… Ahhh…
Both: Yes… Ahhh…
All: Loathing!
Both: There's a strange exhilaration…
Students: Loathing!
Both: In total detestation…
Students: Loathing!
Both: So pure, so strong!
Students: Loathing! So strong!
Both: Though I do admit it came on fast, still I do believe that it can last! And I will be loathing…
Students: Loathing!
Both: For forever loathing!
Students: Loathing!
Both: Truly, deeply loathing you!
Students: Loathing you!
Both: My whole life long! (They turn away from each other)
Students: Loathing, unadulterated loathing!
Victoria tries to look over her shoulder.
Becky: Boo!
Victoria: Ah!
Ms. Davis: (Claps and gave a long whistle) Bravo! How did you guys know that's one of my favorite songs from Broadway?
Scoops: Um, what just happened?
Tobey: Isn't it obvious? We burst into song! And that's the second time today for me! (Pounding his fist on to the desk)
Scoops: Ooh! This has to go into the Daily Rag! Class Caught in Upbeat over Seating Chart. (Gets out his typewriter and types it out)
Becky could only look around and see that it was just going to be impossible to not sing anyway… And she buried her face.
End of Scene One…
AN: And that was just a taste for what I have in store! I loved doing the opening number, and What is this Feeling? With Becky and Victoria, because you got to admit it; it fit them like a glove! I already have in mind for a couple of other Broadway songs but suggestions are welcome.
