Dancer's Die Dead

Jul 26

Story-Time.

Lora and I, created a little skit, a montage. and we want you to read it!



Narrator: It was a dark, rainy evening in the middle of no where.
Not a sound could be heard but the rustle of leaves, and the small whispers heard from an odd looking cabin in the North.

Lora, the level-headed James, spoke with anger in her tone.
“But sir, I did not steal your blue suede suit!”
Caroline’s eyes lit up which made the room extremely tense.
“Then what is this?!” She yelled, pointing to her hand.
In Lora’s hand held Caroline’s prized possession, her blue suit.
“Look!” Caroline exclaimed.
Lora looked away as Caroline quickly grabbed the suit out from Lora’s hand.
“Too bad! it only has an arm piece left, I ripped up the rest!” she noted.
“That’s okay, I can use my special mind powers to repair it!”
Caroline but both hands on her head, as the suit suddenly started to repair itself!
“How do I acquire such powers?” Lora questioned. “Please, master, tell me!”
Caroline looked down onto the floor wondering if she should tell.
… .
“Lora, I will tell you how to get these wonderful powers.” she slowly worded.
Lora looked up with big eyes.
“First, you see that big mountain peak over there?”
“Yeah? What about it?” She turned her head.
“You must climb to the top of that, and drink some water from the spring.”
“That’s all?”
“Oh, NO!” Caroline yelled.
“Well, then what else?”
“Just listen the rest of the time, okay?”
“Okay.”
“After you drink from the spring, Sanchez, the main idol there , will say something to you.”
“I want you to listen to it carefully.”
“He will be hard to depict from the others, but no worries.”
“How can I tell it’s him?”
“He will be wearing a 67% cashmere sweater. It will be light green.”
“You’ll also need this….”
Caroline walked over and grabbed a bat in a gold cage, and handed it to Lora.
“How will this come in need?” She asked.
“Well, when it hits nightfall, you will need him to see. He needs rusty spoons to power up.”
Caroline handed Lora a sack full of rusty spoons.
Lora looked at them curiously, sniffing each one.
“Also, you must leave at dawn. Your bat needs one rusty spoon each night to power his night vision.”
“Wait, how long is this taking, now?”
“It could take you days, maybe weeks!”
“Weeks?!” she screamed.
“Yes, yes.”
“How will I survive?”
“Well, I will grab you another sack, filled with raw onions.”
Caroline ran over and picked up a dusty sack, and handed it to Lora.
“SCCCCCCCCCcccRRRRrrrEEEEE

EEEECCCCCCCHHHHhhhhhh!”
“Tis the old lady screech!”
“What’s that mean?” Lora asked.
“Means, tis dawn, me Darlin’!” Caroline pointed.
Lora stood Onions, Bat, and Spoons in hand.
“Good Job, young Saskatchewan.” Caroline slowly said.
Lora nodded, and walked away slowly into the sunset.
As only a spec could be seen, Caroline wiped a tear away.



THE END.
Be ready for PART TWO!
Coming out some time I guess. haha XD