C2: Ebonisa Scroogeman.
Christmas Town/Snowville, Michigan
December 20th, (2024)
On the night of December 20th, in the community of Christmas Town/Snowville-Michigan, at a victorian house/foster center with a sign that read 'SNOWVILLE KIDS SHELTER', all of the kids were outside, playing in the snow, laughing, throwing snowballs at each other, making snowmen and snowangels as soft beautiful music played.
Oooo-hoo-hooooo
Mmmmmmmmm
Ebonisa "Ebony" Scroogeman--the governor of Michigan--opened the foster center's double-doors and walked outside onto the porch and down the steps, joining the kids. She had brown hair that was in a style and her eyes were brown. She wore red lipstick, a green long sleeve Christmas tree dress that went down to the ground, green high heel boots and green gloves. She began to sing.
As the season wraps around us
Like gifts around a tree
I can't help but remember
what Christmas use to be
As the child inside me wonders
to a time a can't forget
Where candy-canes and magic
fill the days that we shared
And the truth of those moments
still shines like a star
For the joy that lives inside me
is where the seasons start
'Cause the heart of Christmas
lise beyond what we can see
It's the love that embraced us
like arms around on me
Yes, that heart of Christmas
is so easy to find
when good will takes over
the heart of man-kind.
Just then, a big microphone came down and hit Ebony on top of the head.
"OW!" Ebony cried before rubbing her head, followed by looking up at a man who was holding the long mic while standing inside the bucket of a bucket-truck. "Hey, you up there! You tryin' to kill me or what?!"
"CUT!" Yelled the male director with his blowhorn. The snow raining down on the property wasn't real, it was fake, as there were many men dumping fake-snow out of boxes from above in buckets of bucket-trucks, and the snow on the ground was fake also. Unlike the rest of the state of Michigan, it didn't snow in Snowville. Or at least it didn't anymore. It hadn't snowed here since December-1997. A TV unit was making a music video Ebony that she agreed to do during the week of Christmas in order to make more money.
"Well?!" Ebony shouted.
"Sorry, governor Scroogeman." Said the man holding the long microphone.
The director got out of his chair and walked up to Ebony. "Governor Scroogeman, are you okay?"
"Oh, i better be. Ouch!" Ebony said as she rubbed the top of her head where the mic had hit her. "If my head got a concussion...It's bad enough i'm stuck in this cheap fake-fur outfit, surrounded by homeless brats, it's cold as the North Pole out here, you people are starving me, and my phone-guy is missing."
As if on cue, Ebony's phone-guy ran up to her, got her black cellphone out of his pocket to hand it to her, only for her to snatch it out of his hands, followed by walking off.
Ebony stopped in her tracks and turned to face the man in the bucket of the bucket-truck who was holding the mic. "You know, you don't actually have to hit me in the head with that microphone to make sure you're recording me! Perhaps they didn't teach you that at the "Movie Academy For Dummies"!"
"I'm sorry!" Said the man, holding the microphone. "Grinch." He muttered.
Ebony called someone on her cellphone and waited for someone to answer.
20 Feet away, CPS worker Blair Crimson's cellphone rang and she reached into her right pants pocket, got it out, it's color black, and answered it. She had blond shoulder-length hair and blue eyes. "Hello?" She said with her southern accented voice.
"Get over here now." Ebony ordered.
Blair hung up her cell, followed by putting it back in her right pants pocket, and headed over to where Ebony was.
Ebony hung up her cell, then turned to her phone-guy and handed him her cell. "And for the 90th time, could i get some funnel cake? It's 11:00 o'clock in the morning, i still haven't had any breakfast. And don't forget the powder that goes on it."
The male co-director, and Blair, walked up to Ebony. "Governor Scroogeman, we are very sorry about the microphone incident."
"Not as sorry as you're gonna be." Ebony said. "And you, what did i tell you about the iced mocha?" She said, turning to her phone-guy. "Didn't i say when the we're not filming to have an iced mocha in my hand?"
"Yes." The phone-guy said.
"Are we filming?" Ebony asked.
"No." The phone-guy answered.
"Is there an iced mocha in my hand?" Ebony asked before opening the palm of her right hand.
"No." The phone-guy answered again.
"What about this one?" Ebony asked, opening the palm of her left hand.
"No." The phone man stated.
"Right. Empty hands." Ebony said happily, with a fake-smile on her face. "Go right now and get me an iced mocha, pronto!" She said as her happy face and tone turned angry.
"Governor." Blair said.
"What?" Ebony said, turning to Blair. "What-what are you all staring at?!" She said as she looked around to see all of the crew and kids staring her. "Do i have to start yelling?!"
The phone-guy then ran up to Ebony with an iced mocha in a clear plastic cup, a clear plastic lid, and a black straw, and he had a white paper-plate that had a powdered cake on it.
"What on Earth is that?" Ebony asked, looking at the weird powdered cake.
"You asked for a powdered cake." The phone-guy said.
"Funnel cake! FUNNEL CAKE! For gosh sake, don't you people speak English?! You know what, forget it!" Ebony said before taking the iced mocha. "I'll be in my dressing-room!" She said before storming off.
"I am so sorry, she's-"
"Yeah, she is a tyrant! Everything they say about her is completely true!" The co-director said.
"No, no. No. We've been on the go for days without a moment's rest, working. She's tired. People have been Christmas shopping at Scroogeman's Mall nonstop like crazy, most of us aren't finished shopping for our families and...You know what, i'm gonna go try to get her out of her dressing-room." Blair said before she walked away.
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