BOP: MK! You need to help me get water from the well!
MK: Fine…
BOP: So can you get the bucket?
MK: Why? It’s 100lbs! It’s too heavy! You carry it!
BOP: *Sigh* I’m 46lbs and you’re, well, uh… 19—
MK: Okay okay, we get the point!
BOP: I mean it’s not like you’re fat, you aren’t! You’re obese…wait that’s a little mean…but…
MK: GOD! We get the freakin’ point! *Kick*
BOP: AHH!!
MK: Ha ha!
BOP: …
MK: Where’d BOP go? Oh well, I’m gonna go read
Narrator: In the well…
BOP: Help! Help!
Random Person Passing By: Oh my gosh! Do you need help?!?
BOP: Yeah!
Random Person: I’ll go get some rope and help you up!
BOP: Oh, you don’t need to do that, just send down some food and video games
Random Person: Uh, okay…
Narrator: Random Person hands over the food and video games
Random Person: I’ve got to go…hope bad luck won’t come across you
BOP: Oh right…its Friday the 13th…hm…
Narrator: Back to MK…
MK: Okay, where did that idiot go? Ugh, it’s getting dark…if I don’t get water, I’ll get grounded. Off I go…
Narrator: 5 hours later…
MK: I *Pant* finally *Pant* got to *Pant* the well *Pant* *Pant*
BOP: Grrr! Why do I keep losing?
MK: Who’s there?!?!
Narrator: MK backs up into the well
MK: AHHHHH!!
BOOM!!!!
BOP: OWWWW!! I think some fatso killed me!
MK: You idiot! It’s me! Why didn’t you tell me???
BOP: Seriously??? TELL YOU??? You’re the one who kicked me in here!
MK: NO WAY! You’re lying!
BOP: Really now…look how FAT you are!
MK: Waa! Stop calling me fat! It’s not my fault, it’s Dad’s. he can’t even see his feet, much less touch them!
BOP: True…but YOU’RE STILL FAT!
Narrator: Mom and Dad arrive home from work
Mom: Hmm…BOP, MK!
Narrator: No one answers
Dad: Seems like they aren’t home…and the bucket isn’t either…
Mom: It usually doesn’t take that long…
Narrator: 30 minutes later, mom’s a little worried…
Mom: Hmm…I’m going to the well, if BOP and MK are dead, it won’t help if we are dehydrated
Dad: Ok, see you later…
Narrator: At the well
MK: I’m not stupid!
MK: Oh yeah? What’s 10x10?
BOP: …a number…
MK: No DUH! What number?
BOP: …uh—
Mom: BOP? MK? Where are you?
Narrator: It’s pitch black so mom trips over a stone and falls in the well
Mom: AHHHHH!
Boom!
MK: MOM! YOU’RE! FINALLY!
BOP: Yeah! Now tell MK she’s fat, so she’ll stop bothering me
MK: Am not
BOP: Are too
MK: You’re stupid
BOP: Am not!
Mom: STOP TALKING NOW!!!!!!!
Narrator: At home…
Dad: Was that Ashley, I better check. I’M COMING ASHLEY!!!
Narrator: Max starts running, but tales a break after about 10ft.
Dad: *Pant**Pant* Wow…this…is…quite…a…workout…
Narrator: 30 minutes later Max finally reaches the well that is right by his house
Dad: I’m so tired! I need water!
Narrator: Dad jumps into the well
BOOMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BOP: Looks like we’re stuck here…
MK: Yeah…
Mom: Ugh…
Dad: The water tastes disgusting!
BOP: Happy Friday the 13th everyone…
Mom, Mk, and Dad: Ya…
YOU ARE READING
Max, Ashley, Marykay, and Brownie
فكاهةThis 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...
