Little Idea I got after watching the first four episodes of Revolutionary Girl Utena for the first time. So, without further ado.
Shadowplay
A Revolutionary Girl Utena Shortfic
By Bill Morse
In an abandoned hallway, in a far corner of the academy, the light of the noon sun shone brightly through a window onto a wall. Two shadows appeared and took the form of schoolgirls. Both looked at each other.
"Have you heard?" One asked, pointing at the other.
"Heard what?" The other shadow responded, pointing back.
"The Janitor! He's going to fix the pipe!" The first shadow said gleefully.
"The leaky one in the girl's locker room?" The second shadow said, putting her hand on her chest.
"The very one!" The first said, waving her arms, overwhelmed with excitement.
"Hooray!" The second shouted, and began to do jumping jack. "It's been so long." She said.
"We thought he'd never get to it." The first said, also doing jumping jacks.
"And now he has the time! But is it too late? There could be rust." The second said, putting her hand to her lips, looking very concerned.
"In that case he'll have to replace it, " The first said. Her arms were crossed and she tapped her foot impatiently as if it had been a very obvious question.
"But how?" The second asked, waving her arms frantically.
"I hear that crescent wrenches are all the rage!" The first said. She now appeared to be dressed as a caricature of a plumber in extremely baggy overalls. She waved the silhouette of a huge monkey wrench around for emphasis."
"You think?" The second shadow asked excitedly, waiting on the first's every word.
"I do."
"Hooray! No more mess!"
"No more noise!"
The two shadows hugged each other, jumping up and down. As the light faded so did they.
* * * * * *
The next day, at the same time, the shadows reappeared. "Have you heard? The second shadow asked.
"Heard what?" the first asked, waiting with baited breath.
"The teachers. They're changing the curriculum!"
"Really? It's been so long!"
"The old one was so stale!"
"What do you think they'll add?"
"What do you think they'll drop?"
"Well, Twain is so controversial." The first shadow said sitting on the silhouette of a raft as she fished.
"And calculus is too hard!" The second said, scratching her head, in front of a shadow blackboard.
"Maybe they'll have more Shakespeare." The first shadow said, adjusting the tight collar of her very tight renaissance outfit as she studied a skull.
"Or Tales of the Genji!" The second said, fanning herself, in her very traditional kimono.
"Or sports! I want to keep my figure!" The first shadow said, striking a pose.
"What will it be? What will it be? They exclaimed together. They grasped each other's hands and danced as they faded away.
* * * * * *
The shadows did not seem particularly energetic, when they appeared for the third time. They just stood there, hanging around. The second shadow scratched her head. The first one just sighed,
"Do you think it could rain today?" The second asked quietly as she opened an umbrella.
The first shadow shook her head.
The second shadow shrugged and paced as far as the light from the window would allow. She stopped and snapped her fingers as an idea took hold.
"Say. How do you think the boys basket ball team will do this season?" she asked, pointing at the first shadow.
"Don't go there," grumbled the first shadow.
Both shadows sighed. They leaned against each other, back to back, and sat down. They faded away again as the noon sun subsided. It was just no use.
There was nothing to talk about during spring break.
Shadowplay
A Revolutionary Girl Utena Shortfic
By Bill Morse
In an abandoned hallway, in a far corner of the academy, the light of the noon sun shone brightly through a window onto a wall. Two shadows appeared and took the form of schoolgirls. Both looked at each other.
"Have you heard?" One asked, pointing at the other.
"Heard what?" The other shadow responded, pointing back.
"The Janitor! He's going to fix the pipe!" The first shadow said gleefully.
"The leaky one in the girl's locker room?" The second shadow said, putting her hand on her chest.
"The very one!" The first said, waving her arms, overwhelmed with excitement.
"Hooray!" The second shouted, and began to do jumping jack. "It's been so long." She said.
"We thought he'd never get to it." The first said, also doing jumping jacks.
"And now he has the time! But is it too late? There could be rust." The second said, putting her hand to her lips, looking very concerned.
"In that case he'll have to replace it, " The first said. Her arms were crossed and she tapped her foot impatiently as if it had been a very obvious question.
"But how?" The second asked, waving her arms frantically.
"I hear that crescent wrenches are all the rage!" The first said. She now appeared to be dressed as a caricature of a plumber in extremely baggy overalls. She waved the silhouette of a huge monkey wrench around for emphasis."
"You think?" The second shadow asked excitedly, waiting on the first's every word.
"I do."
"Hooray! No more mess!"
"No more noise!"
The two shadows hugged each other, jumping up and down. As the light faded so did they.
* * * * * *
The next day, at the same time, the shadows reappeared. "Have you heard? The second shadow asked.
"Heard what?" the first asked, waiting with baited breath.
"The teachers. They're changing the curriculum!"
"Really? It's been so long!"
"The old one was so stale!"
"What do you think they'll add?"
"What do you think they'll drop?"
"Well, Twain is so controversial." The first shadow said sitting on the silhouette of a raft as she fished.
"And calculus is too hard!" The second said, scratching her head, in front of a shadow blackboard.
"Maybe they'll have more Shakespeare." The first shadow said, adjusting the tight collar of her very tight renaissance outfit as she studied a skull.
"Or Tales of the Genji!" The second said, fanning herself, in her very traditional kimono.
"Or sports! I want to keep my figure!" The first shadow said, striking a pose.
"What will it be? What will it be? They exclaimed together. They grasped each other's hands and danced as they faded away.
* * * * * *
The shadows did not seem particularly energetic, when they appeared for the third time. They just stood there, hanging around. The second shadow scratched her head. The first one just sighed,
"Do you think it could rain today?" The second asked quietly as she opened an umbrella.
The first shadow shook her head.
The second shadow shrugged and paced as far as the light from the window would allow. She stopped and snapped her fingers as an idea took hold.
"Say. How do you think the boys basket ball team will do this season?" she asked, pointing at the first shadow.
"Don't go there," grumbled the first shadow.
Both shadows sighed. They leaned against each other, back to back, and sat down. They faded away again as the noon sun subsided. It was just no use.
There was nothing to talk about during spring break.