This is a sketch I wrote. Stage directions are in italics. Hopes and dreams are everywhere else on the page. Also, unicorn semen. There's quite a bit of that, too. Enjoy!
Tinkerbell
Asshole Toothfairy
(lights up on
a little girl with hideous mouth gear asleep in her bed. Tinkerbell comes in,
clearly drunk and really pissed that this is her life now.)
TINK
Ok, let’s get this bullshit over with.
(gets out her
$ bag, starts rummaging under the girl's pillow, the girl turns over with a
sleepy groan right on Tink’s arm, she’s stuck)
You have got to kidding me.
(Tink yanks
her arm 1,2, 333333 times. This fatty is not going anywhere, snoring
like there’s no goddamn tomorrow. Tink has been through this before. She uses
various methods to get the girl to turn over i.e. tickles resulting in the girl
slapping Tink in the face.
She grabs the teddy from under the girl and tries to
lead her sleepingly away with it. The girl grabs it from Tink’s grasp and
starts humping it. Tink is horrified.
She realizes she’s gonna have to wake
this kid up, takes a swig of the flask attached to her belt and grabs the
glass of water by the bed and douses the girl with it. The girls wakes choking and
gasping. Tink is nursing her crushed hand.)
GIRL
T-t-toofberry?
TINK
Hoo boy here we go. (tries her best fairy voice) Well hello little princess! I am the
toothfairy, Tinkerbell! Here to take your molar the Great Tooth Wizard Beyond
the Wall!
GIRL
Toofberry, why does your breath smell like mommy’s
when she’s sad?
TINK
Oh man, this is bleak. Ok I’m gonna level with you
Clearly A Mistake. Can I call you Mistake?
GIRL
My name is Judy.
TINK
Wow, couldn’t care if I tried. You seem like you’ve
seen the darker side of things so I’m not gonna bullshit you. Here’s the deal,
Mistake, I AM in fact the toothfairy and I’m kind of on a schedule so can we
bypass this whole you’re a magical
princess that is very special whatnot and get right to the exchange of
goods and I’ll be on my glittery fuckin way.
GIRL
Toofberry, you seem sad. Whenever I’m sad my mind
doctor says I should voice my concerns to my best friend Mr. Bear. (she shows Tink Mr. Bear the same toy she has
very recently sleep masturbated with)
TINK
Yikes. Ok you wanna def jam poetry slam this
nonsense? Fine. You ever been in love, Mistake?
GIRL
Well, I love my mommy and my daddy even though they
make mad sounds at each other most times. And my stupid brother, even though he
does weird things to my Barbies while he calls himself Dexter.
TINK
Soooo are we talking about you or are we talking about
me, Mistake? Jesus, selfish much?
GIRL
Sorry, go ahead.
TINK
Ok, so there was this guy, Peter. And I should have
known better, everyone was always sayin “Tink, what are you doing, ditch this
guy, he’s clearly never going to grow up” and I was like “but you don’t KNOW
him. And all my cd’s are in his treehouse, so it’s complicated.” But long story
short he leaves me for this superslut named Wendy who only wears nighties!
GIRL
She sounds mean.
TINK
She WAS mean! You have no idea, Mistake. The shit I
put up with. I mean I crossed shanks with pirates for that d-bag Peter. And
what’s the thanks I get? Fucker can’t even clap his hands to keep me alive at
the end. I mean granted that’s something I made up to feel validated, but
still!
GIRL
My mind doctor says the only strength you need is
the strength you find within yourself.
TINK
GAAAAYYYYY. Seriously? That is such epic crap.
If I had been smart I would’ve helped
Hook take over Neverland. I coulda been something. Instead I’m here scraping
for incisors trying to get a decent commission. Speaking of which let’s get
this deal done with. Where’s the goods?
GIRL
Oh my mom took my teef and flushed them down the
toilet. She said that’s where fairies live. It’s funny because her name is
Wendy too!
TINK
Wait, her name is Wendy. Mistake, tell me, do you
ever hear WHY your parents are fighting?
GIRL
Oh I don’t really know, sometimes I hear them yell
about thimbles and lost boys. But I think they’re just talking about my
brother. He might be gay.
TINK
Well…that is interesting. You know, Mistake…I like
you. I’m gonna give you something to put in your mommy’s drink and once she
drinks it you’ll be a fairy too and you can be glamorous like me and come live
with the fairies. Would you like that?
GIRL
Live in the toilet?
TINK
NO WE DON’T LIVE IN THE TOI…ok no, nooooo, Mommy got
that part wrong. We live in a palace where no mommies or daddies can tell you
what to do and everyone makes beautiful dresses for your Barbies. Doesn’t that
sound nice? Now take this and put in your mommy’s juice in the morning, ok?
GIRL
OKAY! I know that juice because it says Vodka on the
side!
TINK
Dear God, ok never say I didn’t do you a favor
Mistake. Now sleep well, I’ll see you in the palace tomorrow.
GIRL
You got it Toofberry! This is my dream come true!
TINK
Mine too, Mistake. Mine too. (takes a swig of her flask)
(Lights out.
Yikes guys.)
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