Mrs. ILCB: Okay class, today we are going to learn about WWII in Social Studies. Okay, do you have any background knowledge to start us off?
BOP: Ooo! Ooo! Me!
Mrs. ILCB: What a surprise! Okay BOP, what do you have?
Narrator: BOP is in super action packed mode:
BOP: I know about…Nazis!
Narrator: BOP’s hands are shaped as guns
BOP: Kaboom! Boom!
Mrs. ILCB: *sigh*, BOP, when you answer a question, I always wonder if it’s going to be normal, but I’m always disappointed…okay class, without the unnessesary sound effects, BOP is correct
Class: *gasp*
BOP: I know, I know, I’m just filled with awesomeness!
Mrs. ILCB: *sigh*, this is going to be a long lesson
Narrator: At home…
BOP: Dad! Guess what?
Dad: What…
BOP: We learned about Nazis!
Dad: *very, very excited* Coo! What kind of new ice cream flavor is that?!
Narrator: Awkward silence…
BOP: Uh dad, they were the bad guys in WWII
Narrator: Dad obviously doesn’t understand because he is stupid
Dad: Oh…okay
BOP: I’m going to my room…
Dad: Okay! Hmm, I never knew Nazis existed that long ago…oh well!
BOP: Dad…shut up before someone hears you
Dad: …do Nazis have strawberry flavoring? I LOVE STRAWBERRY ICE CREAM!
BOP: …okay then, sure dad, sure it does…
Dad: Yahoo! I’m going to work hard so Ashley can buy me Nazis!
Narrator: Mom comes home!
Mom: I’m home! Boy am I tired!
Narrator: Mom sits on the couch, and dad rushes to her aid
Mom: *thinking* Hmm…what is Max up to? Usually it’s about a new flavor of ice cream that is selling at the ice cream shop, but I checked today and there was no new flavor! Oh well, I might as well enjoy it while I can…
DING DONG!!!
Dad: I’ll get it
Grandpa: Hi son
Dad: Hi dad
Narrator: BOP runs down to stairs
BOP: Hi grandpa! We’re learning about Nazis in school!
Grandpa: Nazis?!? Everybody run! Before they bomb us! They could be anywhere by now!!
Dad: Anywhere? Ooooo! I’m looking in the yard!
Grandpa: Don’t Max! Don’t risk your life
Dad: But I have to! My life depends on it!
Grandpa: Oh well, it’s not like Max can fight for us. Anyway, it’s just one loss. Go ahead Max, we will always remember you…*whispers* get his coffin ready…
Dad: Yippee! Nazis here I come! Today is a good day too! Because I’m hungry today!
DING DONG!!!!!!
Grandma: Hi everybody!
Dad: NAZIS!!
Grandma: NAZIS!! RUN! INTO THE BOMB SHELTER EVERYONE!! MAX, WHERE ARE YOU GOING!!
Dad: I’m going to find Nazis!
Grandma: Max, don’t try to be a hero. The Nazis will find us soon enough, so we’ll have to hide
Narrator: Grandpa comes over and whispers to grandma
Grandma: Never mind! Max, go and be a hero! I will never forget you!
Dad: Ya!
Narrator: Dad goes to the garden
Dad: Hmm, where are you Nazis?
Rattle rattle
Dad: What is that moving sound?
Rattle rattle
Dad: Oh!
Narrator: Dad runs to the flower garden and destroys all the flowers
Dad: Hey! I found you now Nazis!
Mom: Huh? Max, what are you doing here?
Dad: …nothing…
Mom: Ahhh! My flowers! Max, you idiot!!!!!
Narrator: Mom whacks dad with a shovel!
Dad: What did I do?
YOU ARE READING
Max, Ashley, Marykay, and Brownie
UmorismoThis Play is the first in a whole bunch of plays. It's about a family of four stuffed animals...hope you like it! I personally think it is hilarious. We actually have been writing this for a long time. Finally we starting posting! Enjoy! We've added...
