A Ratchet Kidz Production
Narrator: Jacque: an inconsiderate, uneducated, lazy 23-year-old boy with no initiative whatsoever to do anything. He lives with his widowed mother who barely makes anything for a living with her wages as a tailor.
(Jacque playing the iPad)
Mother: Jacque, you lazy boy! You're always on your iPad!
Jacque: Shush, mom! Can't you see I'm playing Angry Birds?
Mother: (Sigh) Why don't you go make yourself useful and go wash the dishes?
Jacque: (Groans) No, mom, I can't!
Mother: Why not?
Jacque: I'll be playing Temple Run next!
Mother: Jacque, darling. You know how we're struggling financially ever since I lost my position as Taco Bell's manager, right?
Jacque: Yeah...
Mother: I haven't been earning much in my new job and I think we need to sell some of our belongings...
Jacque: What are you trying to say?
Mother: I think we need to sell the iPad.
(Jacque gasps)
Mother: We could get at least a thousand for it and it can let us hang on for about a couple of week until I find a better job!
Jacque: But-
Mother: I'm sorry, Jacque. You better get going now. Oh, make sure you take the purple bus number 55!
Jacque: (Sigh) Ok.
Narrator: Jacque was gutted to the core. He was on his way to The Mall when an illegal dealer came up to him.
Illegal Dealer: Hey, boy. What's like, your name?
Jacque: It's Jacque.
Illegal Dealer: Alright, Jack-
Jacque: "Jacque" "JACQUE"!
Illegal Dealer: Yeah, whatever. Anyway, like, want some magic almonds?
Jacque: Magic almonds? Really? I love almonds! And to think that they're magical!
Illegal Dealer: Yeah, magic! It will like, totally solve your problem and stuff. You interested?
Jacque: That's cool and all but I don't have money on me right now.
Illegal Dealer: I see you have that iPad, though.
Jacque: Oh, this? Yeah, it's 64 gigs with the coolest apps and everything! But... it's for sale, though.
Illegal Dealer: What? How about like, a trade? It's going to be like, so ratchet and everything.
Jacque: What's "ratchet"?
Illegal Dealer: Thug like, ghetto and stuff.
Jacque: Oh. (Nods)
Illegal Dealer: Yeah, so how about it? It'll be a fair trade! I promise!
Jacque: Well, alright then!
Narrator: As stubborn as Jacque is, he traded his iPad with apparent magic almonds. He hurried home, beyond excited to tell his mother aboutit.
Jacque: Mom! Mom!
Mother: You better have sold the iPad!
Jacque: No, I've done something better!
Mother: Oh, really now?
Jacque: Yes! I traded it for some magic almonds!
Mother: You WHAT?!
Jacque: I said, I traded it fo-
Mother: Okay, okay! I heard you the first time! It was a rhetorical question! (Groans) Ugh, Jacque! You traded an iPad for some almonds?
Jacque: Magic almonds, mom. They're magic!
Mother: (Grabs almonds and throws them out) They aren't magic! (Sigh) Go and take out the trash would you? I'm so disappointed, Jacque. I'm very disappointed.
Narrator: Jacque was very unhappy and depressed. His mom counted on him to earn some money and he let her down. The thought that he and his mom will probably have nothing to eat for a couple of days, and that it was entirely his fault, saddened him that he began to cry.
Jacque: (Looks up and saw the almonds. Scoffs) They are magic almonds she said. It will solve all your problems they said. (Scoffs)
Narrator: When Jacque was picking them up and thought of actually trowing them away for good, something magical happened. Jacque's tears fell to the almonds and...
(Thebie came out of the almonds)
Thebie: (Stretches) Oh man!It's finally good to be out of those cursed almonds!
Jacque: What?
Thebie: Oh, how rude of me! Hi, I'm Thebie. Thebie Stark. I've been stuck in those almonds for a couple of weeks now! No thanks to my forever jealous sister. Anyway, since you've set me free, I'll do anything for you!
Jacque: No, no! It's not what you have to do for me. It's what I have to do to you! You're the most beautiful girl I have set my eyes on. Your flowing dark hair cascading your neat body frame! and those eyes! Purely breath-taking.
(Jacque kneels)
Jacque: Thebie Stark, will you... will you... head over back to my place with me so you could meet mmy dear mother? I need her approval of you first before we get together.
Thebie: Yes, of course! I need to go back to my place and tell my dad, who is the King, obviously, about the good news!
Jacque: Wait, you mean... you're rich, wealthy and all that?
Thebie: Well, yeah!
Jacque: This is such a good news!
Narrator: Jacque introoduced Thebie to his mother... and Thebie introduce Jacque to her father, The King.
