Scene 7, dinner with the Chasitys

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Mark, Karen, Samuel: Amen!

Mark: Alright, Chasitys! Dig in!  

[They begin to eat]

Samuel: This looks great, mom!

Mark: Nothing says yummy like a mouth full of Mother’s meatloaf!  

Karen: Oh, Mark! How was the open house? Any bites?

Mark: I’m afraid I’m gonna have to cast a longer rod, Mother.

Karen: Oh, Mark, why? I cannot believe no one wants to buy that beautiful old house!

Samuel: What house, dad?

Mark: Ah! The old Waylon place down on Hickory!

Samuel: Oh. THAT house..

Karen: What's wrong with it?

Samuel: It’s haunted. Everyone says so.

Mark: And that’s why it’ll never sell, Mother. Ghost stories.

Samuel: You don't believe them, dad?

Mark: I only believe in one ghost, Sammy. A Holy Spirit who resides in all of our hearts!

Samuel: You're right, dad.

Karen: How was your day, sweetie? Did you get the dance cancelled?

Samuel: I'm working on it.

Mark: Give him time, Mother.

Samuel: You would not believe what George Jägerman said to me today.

Karen: Jägerman? The football star?  

Mark: Big game’s coming up! That boy’s got some arm on him! 

Samuel: He came up to me in the hallway and he asked if he could carry my books?

[Karen gasps]

Karen: Oh Mark. Do you think you should call the boy’s father? That sort of thing happened at Hatchetfield High!

Mark: Oh, I don’t know, Mother. I wasn’t much older than him when I started carrying your books, Miss Chasity.

Samuel: DAD! GROSS! I told him no, obviously, I don’t even think about that sort of thing! Me and George and in carnal embrace? That’s ridiculous. Mom, will you pass the butt stuff? 

[The room goes silent]

Samuel: But-butter. W-Will you pass the butter? I just want some head and brother-

Samuel: BREAD AND BUTTER. Bread and butt sex to go with my big shaft of meat I’m gonna choke down, Mom....

Mark: Are you alright Pumpkin?

Karen: You do look flush..

Samuel: I’m okay! I’ve just…I got butterflies, and they’re flying real low today..

Karen: Why don’t I draw you a bath?  

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