Spelling Bee

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EXT. SPELLING BEE STAGE - DAY 

BORIS DOUGH (9) is standing on the stage, in front of the mic. He clears his throat. QUINN (10) is staring Boris dead in the back, as if he's trying to use laser-vision to slice his opponent in half.

 BORIS

I'm sorry, could you repeat that?

MR. GOBLIN, the Spelling Bee judge, ignores Boris and makes a kissy face at the other judge. 

BORIS

Mr. Goblin. Sir. GIVE ME THE WORD AGAIN!!

Mr. Goblin rolls his eyes and looks over at Boris.

MR. GOBLIN

What are you, deaf? Your word is "application." As in... "Your mom is so atrociously disgusting that when she went into the bathroom, she came out with a job application."

Boris' face goes bright red and he grabs the mic.

BORIS

HEY! My mom already has a job, you slimy son of a--

Boris throws the microphone, but it bounces off of the judge's table and hits Boris right in the face.

MR. GOBLIN

Just spell the word, Mr. Dough.

Boris nurses his nose.

BORIS

Fine! I will!! A-P-P..


A giant spider crawls up onto Quinn's leg. Quinn pets it like it's a puppy. 

QUINN

Aww, who's a cute little guy... wanna help me?

BORIS

Uhh... L-I-C-A..

Quinn gets up, takes the spider, and throws it down Boris's shirt. Boris screams like a girl and runs off stage. Quinn takes his place in front of the mic. 

QUINN

T-I-O-N. 

The green light goes off. 

Mr. Goblin stands up and applauds. 

 MR. GOBLIN

Excellent work, Quinn! You've won the spelling bee!!

Quinn does a "ha-ha-ha" dance.

QUINN

Take THAT, Boris! Who's king of the keep, now?! 

Boris gets the spider off of him and storms back to his spot.

BORIS

That's bullcrap!! I want a rematch!!

MR. GOBLIN

Fine. Quinn, take your seat. We'll do one more round.

Quinn huffs and goes back to sitting down.

MR. GOBLIN

(mumbling)

Boris, your word is "application." 

REPEAT

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