Chapter 6

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(Nana Troll enters.)

Nana- Hey, where is everyone?!?!?! Nobody is trolling the bridge! I'll show them who's boss. Ya that's for sure. I'll get them under control for good. I'll set a trap and show them who's top troll. Someone's coming-

(Nana hides. The Pappy and Nanny Goat enter.)

Chad: They're not in this field either. They don't seem to be anywhere.

Nanny: Where have those kids gone? They're supposed to mowing the grass. I can't do it all myself!  I'm so mad I could just-

(Nana pops out and screams at them.)

Nana: Augh!!!!!

Chad & Nanny: Augh!!!!!!!

(They all freeze and stare at each other.)

Nana: Augh!!!!

Nanny: You said that already. Look, I'm in no mood for that trolling nonsense. My kids have d run away. You see three young goats around here?

Nana: My grand trolls and their father are nowhere to be seen either.

Chad: Those kids were all full of ideas about getting jobs, going to Subway and the Radio Shack and who knows what all. All complaining how they didn't want to be part of the family business.

Nana: Hey! My family was complaining about the same thing! I told them that if I had to carry on the family business, then they did too.

Chad: My words exactly.

Nanny: Maybe they all went somewhere together. We can catch them right here on their way back. Set a trap or something.

Nana: Hey that was exactly what I was thinking.

Nanny: let's do it.

(They huddle up and plan.  Jim, Tim, Sim, Jaquan, deee, and EDP enter laughing and talking.) 

Tim: Boy Jaquan, you weren't kidding. Tuna subs are the best.
Jaquan: Right?

Jim: EDP, I can't thank you enough. I never thought I could get such a cool job.

EDP:  You deserve it man, we both do.

Deee: What's your high score now?

Sim: Um it's- wait! Quiet now, Nana might be up.

(Chad enters and hands Tim the end of a rope.)

Chad: Here young troll, do me a favor and hold on to this.

Tim: Sure.

(Chad walks all the way around the group, gathering them in a lasso back at Tim.)

Chad: I got them Nana!

(Nana jumps out and grabs the rope, drawing them all together. Nanny enters too.)

Nanny: They're not the sharpest tools in the shed, are they?

Nana: You can say that again. All right everybody. You got some 'splaining to do.  Where have you been?

Jim: Eatin fresh

Tim: Tuna fish sub is where it's at.

EDP: Oh ya, that $5 foot long is soooooooo good. And what a great value.

Nana: Sim, you got an iPad?

Sim: no it's a galaxy S7, and we fixed Deee's screen.

Tim: It's boomin

Deee: Yeah it is pretty sweet

Nana: This is absolutely unacceptable. Trolls aren't supposed to hang with goats. Or even have explosives.

Tim: Sorry Nana. Goats are so much better than trolls!

Nana: I don't care, our family business is to eat anyone or anything that crosses this bridge. And I'm about to do so.

Sim: No, Nana! Pleeaaaase don't hurt them.

Nana: Too late for that, Sim.

(Growl noise and starts moving towards them)

Sim: No wait! We brought you something-

(Ming Lee enters.)

Ming Lee: Hey guys, wait up. I have your order.

EDP: Yooooo Ming Lee my man! You are right on time.

Nana: This is crazy! What is going on here! Nobody listens to me and nobody cares about me. I had to give up my dream to carry out the family business just to get crushed by my own grandchildren, and these stupid goats.

Nanny: Who you calling stupid, sister?

Sim:  You had a dream Nana?

Chad: We all had dreams, youngster.

Nana: I always wanted to have my own nail salon and spa. (Starts Crying)

Nanny: And I always wanted to own a designer shoe boutique.

Chad: And I always wanted to sell gourmet soups to go, for those who don't have any chompers left.

Tim: Well, Nana, you should've said so before!

Nana: I had to carry on the family tradition! I didn't have a choice!

Ming Lee: You always have a choice. Especially at Subway. Do you want the Sweet Onion Chicken Teriyaki or the Meatball Marinara?

Nana: You brought that for me?

Tim: Yeah Nana, we love you.

Deee: Pappy, we got you the Italian Hero-

ADP: And Nanny, we got you the Chicken & Bacon Ranch Melt.

Nanny: I think I'm going to cry.

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