Lady Sweetie-Pie - Script

I wrote a short story in the form of a script, Enjoy 😊

Cast list:

Crimson Rouge (A 13-14 year old girl who adores her granny)
Lady Sweetie-Pie (A dangerous criminal that is undercover)
Granny (Not your average grandparent)
Fluffy (A kind wolf)
Tim Berr (A furniture maker)

Script:

(Crimson skips along the stage. She has a worried look on her face. In one hand she holds a  picnic basket and in the other she holds a piece of paper with lots of writing on it. She is about 13-14 years old. As she skips, Fluffy the kind wolf pops out in front of her. She is not startled)

Fluffy: What are you worried about?

Crimson: Oh hi Fluffy, nice to see you again. I am worried because I need to hand in this assignment for school AND deliver this basket to my granny.

Fluffy: If you want, I can take the basket to your Granny, and you can hand in your assignment on time.

Crimson: (beaming) Really? (Fluffy nods) Oh that is ever so kind of you! (She hands the basket to Fluffy) Her house is just thought there (Points).

Fluffy: No problem, off you go now (Crimson skips off)

SCENE 2:

(Fluffy stands outside a small cottage in the woods. He knocks at the door and there is no reply. He peers through the window. Through the window he sees Crimson's granny. Granny is knitting. She holds up what she is knitting so she can see it. It is a navy blue domino mask. She removes the needles from the mask and puts it on. Startled, the wolf steps back, still unnoticed. On a tree nearby, there is a wanted poster; WANTED: Dead or Alive: Lady Sweetie-Pie. And there was a picture of an old lady in a navy blue domino mask... The wolf realises that Crimson's granny is Lady Sweetie-Pie. Lady Sweetie-Pie notices the wolf is there.)

Lady Sweetie-Pie: Hello again Fluffy, brought me some sweets have you?

Fluffy: I...Uh...Better get going (Stumbles backwards)

Lady Sweetie-Pie: (Smiling a sickly sweet smile) But you just arrived (Steps outside)

Fluffy: No, I really must leave...now

Lady Sweetie-Pie: Well at least give me my basket full of....treats

Fluffy: (Peers in basket discreetly. It is full of money, most likely stolen) No I don't think I will

Lady Sweetie-Pie: Well I didn't want to have to come to this but... (Pulls a gun out. Wolf runs and hides. In the distance, he can see someone holding a chainsaw. He runs towards to person. It is the furniture maker, Tim Berr.)

Tim: Hello Fluffy, why are you running?

Fluffy: (Out of breath) She....Lady.....Sweetie-Pie....Gun...I die.....Crimson.....HELP!

Tim: Wha... (A bullet flies past his head) Oh (Lady Sweetie-Pie comes into view. She is about  60-70 year old. She wears an old grey cardigan over a cream blouse. She wears 3/4 length dark grey pants. Her hair is grey, flecked with white and tied up in a messy bun with leaves and sticks jutting out of it. She wears her navy-blue, woollen mask. Her face is old and wrinkled but there is a wild and crazed look in her eyes. She is still holding her gun. It is lowered, but ready.)

Fluffy: Please don't shoot (Puts hands up in surrender)

Lady Sweetie-Pie: You will make a nice fur coat (She shoots the wolf right between the eyes and he collapses to the floor, dead)

Crimson: (off stage) Was that a gunshot? Miss I think my granny is in trouble, do you mind if I leave early?

Teacher: (Off stage) Not at all, off you go

Tim: Oh my! (Lunges at Lady Sweetie-Pie with his chainsaw. Lady Sweetie-Pie steps out of the way, unharmed.)

Lady Sweetie-Pie: It would be a shame to be rid of you. I do admire your furniture. I will spare you on the account you forget any of this ever happened.

Tim: I...Uh..Yes..I have already forgotten (he scratches his head nervously)

Lady Sweetie-Pie: Very well then (Picks up the basket the wolf dropped and totters off, leaving behind a very stunned Tim.)

SCENE 3:

(We are back at Lady Sweetie-Pie's cottage. Through the window we see her all cleaned up with the basket at her feet. She is no longer wearing the mask and she is knitting something red. Crimson skips up to the door and knocks rhythmically.)

Lady Sweetie-Pie: (In a frail voice) Come in my dear (Crimson walks in.) My how tall you have grown!

Crimson: (Very concerned) Are you okay granny? I heard gunshots.

Lady Sweetie-Pie: Ah yes, I heard that too, that must have been the hunter down the street

Crimson: And did Fluffy deliver the basket?

Lady Sweetie-Pie: (Smiling sickly) Yes he did (Patting the basket gently)

Crimson: What was in the basket anyway?

Lady Sweetie-Pie: (Still smiling sickly) A real nice treat

Crimson: Um...Okay...

Lady Sweetie-Pie: Speaking of treats, I made you this lovely red coat made of the finest fur...

Curtain closes

THE END


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