Spot: *walks into a spotlight on an otherwise dark stage* *he clears his
throat* Oh, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways. One, you match my
suspenders. *stops* Match my suspenders? Who wrote this crap?
Rissa: *from offstage* I did. Just keep going. *she runs the show*
Spot: No! *crosses arms and stands there* Not going to do it.
Rissa: Spot! *whines* Come on. Illy said that you should do the red! Now, do it. *stomps her foot*
Spot: *shakes his head* No way. You can not make me.
*male voice, presumably Davey* You just gotta do it. Cause, well, you just gotta.
Rissa: Shut-up, David! *pause* *a loud thunk as Davey hits the floor* *must have thrown a shoe at him* Now...
Spot: No! *brandishes cane* Will not.
Rissa: *pulls a cord which causes a mound of gummy bears to cover Spot* Either eat all of those, every single one, or finish this. That is final.
Spot: *mutters a few obscenities* *continues* Oh, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways. *monotone* One, you match my suspenders. Two, you are the color of love. Three, you taste like fruit. *sighs* This is stupid. *grumbles*
Rissa: Hey! It is not stupid! *comes out on stage and into the spotlight* Ooh, gummy bears! *takes one and eats it* Yum. Want one? *offers one to him*
Spot: *eats it* Wow, these are good. *eats some more* These are really good. *eats another handful* How come no one told me they were so good? *continues to eat the rest of them* I love these little guys! Red gummy bears are way cooler than anything else! I am giving up Brooklyn for these! *runs off to find more*
Rissa: *just stands there, dumbfounded* Uh... what just happened? *blinks*
Illusion: *joins her onstage* Lights! *lights go on, kinda like magic* *Way cool, huh?* You okay?
Rissa: *blinks again* Did he just give-
Illusion: Up Brooklyn for red gummy bears? Yes. Yes, he did.
Rissa: Was that supposed to happen?
Illusion: Well, it was not planned, but it makes for good entertainment.
Rissa: Okay, just checking.
Illusion: All right. That is a wrap! Move on to green! *she is the best stage manager ever* *leads Rissa off as it goes black again*
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A/N: Okay, so it is not the best. Forgive me. But it should get better. If it does not, feel free to torture me. Actually, do not. That would not be nice at all. Moving on to green!
Rissa: *from offstage* I did. Just keep going. *she runs the show*
Spot: No! *crosses arms and stands there* Not going to do it.
Rissa: Spot! *whines* Come on. Illy said that you should do the red! Now, do it. *stomps her foot*
Spot: *shakes his head* No way. You can not make me.
*male voice, presumably Davey* You just gotta do it. Cause, well, you just gotta.
Rissa: Shut-up, David! *pause* *a loud thunk as Davey hits the floor* *must have thrown a shoe at him* Now...
Spot: No! *brandishes cane* Will not.
Rissa: *pulls a cord which causes a mound of gummy bears to cover Spot* Either eat all of those, every single one, or finish this. That is final.
Spot: *mutters a few obscenities* *continues* Oh, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways. *monotone* One, you match my suspenders. Two, you are the color of love. Three, you taste like fruit. *sighs* This is stupid. *grumbles*
Rissa: Hey! It is not stupid! *comes out on stage and into the spotlight* Ooh, gummy bears! *takes one and eats it* Yum. Want one? *offers one to him*
Spot: *eats it* Wow, these are good. *eats some more* These are really good. *eats another handful* How come no one told me they were so good? *continues to eat the rest of them* I love these little guys! Red gummy bears are way cooler than anything else! I am giving up Brooklyn for these! *runs off to find more*
Rissa: *just stands there, dumbfounded* Uh... what just happened? *blinks*
Illusion: *joins her onstage* Lights! *lights go on, kinda like magic* *Way cool, huh?* You okay?
Rissa: *blinks again* Did he just give-
Illusion: Up Brooklyn for red gummy bears? Yes. Yes, he did.
Rissa: Was that supposed to happen?
Illusion: Well, it was not planned, but it makes for good entertainment.
Rissa: Okay, just checking.
Illusion: All right. That is a wrap! Move on to green! *she is the best stage manager ever* *leads Rissa off as it goes black again*
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A/N: Okay, so it is not the best. Forgive me. But it should get better. If it does not, feel free to torture me. Actually, do not. That would not be nice at all. Moving on to green!