Aroma
By: DMEX
Ch. 2
Therapy, from Lebowski's Perspective
(Ms. Chono found herself at the address that the Vice Principle and Mr. Tojo gave her)
Ms. Chono (wiping the tears from her eyes): 41 Alice Ave? This is it…
Ms. Chono (thinking): I hope he can help me… I don't know else to turn to…
She knocks on the door…
-Inside-
*: Hm?
(this short figure puts down his bong, and snuff out the pot he was smoking)
* (surfer accent): The door is open bro… Feel free ta come in an' make yerself at home.
the door opens, Ms. Chono shyly comes in; still wiping the tears from her eyes
(Ms. Chono sees that the inside is nothing bit a paradise island)
Ms. Chono: Is anybody here?
*: Just me, bra.
Ms. Chono: Who are you?
The child like person sits right up and pats the dirt off his ripped pants
*: You can refer to me Lebowski.
Ms Chono: So are you the therapist?
Lebowski: Therapist is a strong word that the leftist government and the GOP likes to use to keep the Man in charge happy. I prefer the term, Soul Searching.
Ms. Chono: How old are you kid?
Lebowski: 14.
Ms. Chono (thinking): It's just as I suspected…
Lebowski: Why don't you come into my shack and you can tell me about all those bad vibes you got deep inside you bra? I got Pot, LSD, and I got enough margaritas to go 'round the island.
Ms. Chono: Well, if you insist… I haven't had a margarita in so long…
-Lebowski's Shack-
Various posters of marijuana leaves and The Beach Boys, Jimmy Buffet, psychology and among one is a poster of Rush Limbaugh's most famous quotes. Soft island music is playing on his boom box.
Lebowski: Lay on the hammock and let out all those bad vibes.
(A/N: bad choice of words…)
Ms. Chono bursts into tears-
*1 Tearful Explanation Later*
(wolf howl)
Ms. Chono (tearfully): YOU HAVE TO HELP ME! I HAVE NO ONE ELSE TO TURN TO!
(Lebowski lights a marijuana cigarette and smokes it)
Lebowski: uh huh… I thought so… Your problem (or should I say) your lack of a problem is that you buy too much into what the corporate social structure says what you can and can't be like. Not only that but you sold your very own soul to the Man, bra. Not cool…
Ms. Chono (wiping the tears from her eyes): I want to repent…
Lebowski: You wanna repent your sinful ways? For what reasons do you need to be cleansed?
Ms. Chono: I have my reasons…
Lebowski smokes his marijuana cigarette
Lebowski: Care to enlighten your Soul Searcher?
Ms. Chono: To be truthful… I… I'm afraid to… …be me… Who I really am. By nature, I'm a sexy sultry bookworm who loves education.
Lebowski snuff his pot out
Lebowski: Then I shall cleanse you of your mortal soul… If I do this, do you promise to fight the Man's urges and to be an individual, not part of a crowd?
(Well this is just an offer she's been waiting for)
Ms. Chono (Happily): YES! I ACCEPT YOU AS MY SAVIOR!
Lebowski with a smile says-
Lebowski: Then it shall be done. We will begin right after the Rush Limbaugh program on the boom box.
To be continued…!