The curtains start to open and the lights slowly transcend into brightness. Rose walks out of the opening and with a happy wave walks along the curtain to her microphone stand again.
The stage is set to look like the inside of a cabin. The floor is covered in green carpeting, a plush green chair with a redwood table sit on the left side next to a floating door frame. On the right side sits a bed with the lumpy shape of a body lying in it, a table next to the bed holding an empty glass and an alarm clock. There is a fake fire roaring in a fake fireplace in the center of the stage and various paintings of flowers dangling down to represent hanging on the walls.
"Sorry for the wait! This scene is the hardest to put up due to the carpeting, but grandma enjoys the plush carpet on her feet!" Rose clasps her hands at her chest and slowly lowers them.
Red arrived at Grandmother's house without a problem.
Dave trudges onto the stage and bangs on the door. "HEY GRANNY I'M HERE TO GIVE YOU MY SPECIAL MEDICINE!"
But no one answered at his knocks.
Dave knocks on the door again then tests the knob, it opens easily and with a shrug he trudges in leaving the door open behind him.
Worried for Grandmother Red quickly made his way to the bed and shook her sleeping figure.
Dave sets the basket down on the table next to the chair and saunters over to the bed with a smirk he grabs the corner of the blanket and yanks it back.
A frozen wooden face stares up from a pile of pillows shaped to look of a human body. The painted blush on the puppet's cheeks glowing in the bright lights as its jaw slowly opens up and its head turns to face Dave.
Dave screams and flings the blanket falling back onto his ass. He scrambles backwards across the carpet smacking against the chair.
A round of laughter fills the area. Rose giggles behind her hand, Karkat calls Dave a 'fucking wimp', Bro chuckles out a 'good one Cal', Sollux turns the spotlight to shine on the puppet snickering as Dave keeps trying to back up.
A Taller pale boy with what can only be described as 'rich boy' styled brown hair comes on stage. He's wearing a black turtleneck that seems a tad too small and skinny jeans with red shoes. His red eyes stare down at the bed for a moment then over at Dave. "This is too far!" He calls out. "You all know the fear of puppets our friend Dave holds and yet you do this to him. Jokes have their limits and you obviously crossed the line. How can you live with yourself watching such a cool kid break into a screaming mess near tears because of your jokes? Do you think its funny? Do you think yourself a trickster? Wish to have some sweets to celebrate your wonderful attempts at torturing this poor scared soul? You sicken me! You should ne-"
"Kankri!" The boy jerks to stare to the left as a tall girl sashays onto the stage. Her curly black hair flows behind her as she makes her way across the carpeting stopping next to the preaching boy. With the help of her heels she was slightly taller than him. She narrows her perfectly made-up jade eyes, her pierced brows slanting in unhappiness, and purses her plump jade lips. Her long sleeveless black dress settles around her as she crosses her swirl-tattooed arms. "How many times do I have to tell you not to interrupt important things with your social justice schtick."
Kankri practically pouts at her as he moves his arm to signal the puppet on the bed. "But Porrim! This was done on purpose to torture him! I could not let that pass! Look at him."
Porrim raises a delicate brow and glances over at Dave who sat panting behind the chair. She rolls her eyes and turns back to Kankri. "Just because other people can interrupt John's plan doesn't mean you can! I taught you better than this young man. How do you think John feels right now knowing you'd rather sit out here and ramble on about how wrong everyone is instead of let him pull through with the plans he's been working so hard to put together. You know how nervous he is!"
Kankri bites his lip and looks down in shame. "I shall go apologize to him at once." he mutters out and shuffles off stage. Porrim turns to look at Dave again as he peeks around the chair. With a roll of her eyes and a shake of her head she struts off stage after Kankri.
"Dave it's still just a puppet." Rose uses a mother like voice as she peeks around the corner at the hiding boy.
Dave points a finger around the chair at the bed. "That thing is alive! It's been haunting me my whole life and you know it! That thing is possessed by the devil!"
A blonde with spiked up hair wearing a white muscle-tee and tattered well worn jeans hops onto the stage from the audience. He grins over at Dave and walks over to the bed. "Cal! I was wondering where you got off to. Hey bro! I found Cal!"
"Cal always was good at playing hide and seek!" Bro calls back from behind the camera.
The new boy grins and picks up the puppet draping him over his shoulder. "Looks like you won this round Dave."
"Dirk, please take Cal and go back to your seat. I would like to finish this play sometime tonight." Rose said behind an amused grin.
"Sure thing Rose. Can't ruin the big surprise." Dirk smirks down at Dave and makes the puppet wave at him. "Lets go watch Dave continue to make a fool of himself." He hops off stage and disappears off the camera.
"You have to admit though Dave. If you were watching someone else flip out like you just were you'd find it hysterical."
"Only in the most ironic way possible." Dave glares over his shades at Rose.