"Hansel,
Kate and Ron, you're in this one. Ron, your character has an
imaginary friend and Hansel is that friend. Kate is your wife who
can't see your imaginary friend. He keeps getting you into trouble.
When you're ready, begin."
Hansel
grinned, rubbing his hands together. They all took a moment to
prepare. Kate shook back her hair, and started miming the movement of
the knife on a cutting board. Hansel turned his back, crouching. Ron
mimed coming through the door.
"Hi,
Honey Bear!" He walked over to Kate, kissing her on the cheek.
"Mom
called today. She's coming for a visit."
"Great,"
he said, face hardening.
Hansel
popped up behind Kate. "Oh, joy, the gorgon!" he said in a
smarmy British accent.
Ron
jumped, hissing at him to be quiet.
"Did
you say something, honey?"
"I
said, sounds great."
"Mummy
Dearest! Does our ickle Honey Bear miss her mumsy wumsy?"
"Shut
up!" Ron tried to hush his friend.
"Mummy
doesn't like us, precious. Mummy thinks we aren't good enough for
Honey Bear."
"She
likes us—me—just fine."
"Sure,
she does...."
The
scene progressed, getting somewhat darker than intended. Asher
decided to enter into the scene, trying to lighten the mood. He
started dancing around like a ballerina on crack.
"What's
this? Who are you?" Hansel demanded.
"I'm
the Honey Bear! I'm Naomi's friend!"
"Well,
you can sod off, mate. This is my domain."
Asher
tapped him on the head with one of his pencils.
"Here,
what was that?"
"It's
a happy stick," Asher said, waving it around. He tapped Hansel
with it several more times. "Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to
be working."
"I'm
happy. Blissful, that's me." Hansel giggled giddily. "See?"
He chuckled and guffawed.
Ron
and Kate kept up a domestic sounding conversation about her mother's
visit. Asher stopped dancing, eyeing Hansel.
"That's
it? That's all you've got?" He took on a disgusted stance, hands
on hips. "You suck, man. You've got to be the worst imaginary
friend ever."
"What?"
Hansel screeched.
"Bo-ring!
I can out laugh you in my sleep."
"Can't!"
"Can
too. Ha!" Asher laughed loudly, leaning toward Hansel.
"Ha
ha!"
"Ha,
ha, ha!" Asher tapped Ron with his pencil.
Ron
giggled, covering his mouth with his hand. Kate glared at him.
"You
think that's funny?" she giggled.
Ron
laughed again.
"Ha,
ha-ha, aha!" Asher laughed.
Hansel
repeated him, adding to it. Soon, they both started laughing in
earnest. Kate could no longer keep a straight face. Ron held on a
little longer, but soon they were all laughing hard, holding their
stomachs. It went on long enough that Riker stepped forward, hands
out.
"I'm
calling the scene," he said in a solemn tone. "We've had
enough jocularity for one evening."
"Jocularity,"
Hansel wheezed.
Asher
grabbed himself. "He said jock!"
The
audience started clapping and they called the scene. Still giggling,
Asher went back to his desk.
"Not
sure where that came from, but I'd say it was successful."
Sitting down, he pulled another card.
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2017 Dellani Oakes
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