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Xindergarten

by Lizzy/Tendre
N10DRE2@aol.com



A teacher walks into the kindergarten class with a young Lucy, Renee and other "XWP" and "HTLJ" people

Teacher: Goodmorning class!

Class: Goodmorning teacher!

Lucy skips over and holds up a leg of lamb Renee follows behind

Lucy: Here teacher, I brought this for you

Teacher: Why thank you, Lucy, that's very nice

Renee: (Cuddling an ax) I helped her chop it!

Teacher: Thank you, Renee

Both girls giggle and skip back to their seats

T.J. Scott is running around in circles and jumping on the desks

T.J.: Suck ups!

Teacher: T.J., that wasn't very nice

Lucy: He just don't like us 'cause he has to take Ritalin

Renee: Yeah, 'cause he has to take Ritalin

T.J.: Do not!

Lucy & Renee: Do too!

T.J.: DO NOT

Lucy & Renee: DO TOO

Teacher: Children, settle down!

Joe Lo Duca is sitting in a corner angrily banging on a miniature xylophone

Teacher: What's the matter, Joe?

Joe: I'm a musician, I need quiet

Lucy: He's mad 'cause his Mommy won't let him play "Rap"

Renee: AND she took away all his "Deep Forest" CDs

Joe: Shuddup, you cootieheads!

Teacher: OK class, that's enough - Now, before we begin today's lesson, I want to introduce a new student to our school, say "Hi" to Hudson

Hudson walks in and starts to sit between Lucy and Renee The girls bare their Bacchae fangs at her

Lucy & Renee: NO ONE COMES BETWEEN US EXCEPT OUR CALVINS

Hudson quickly cowers over to a seat near the writers

Lucy & Renee: DON'T SIT NEXT TO THEM...EEEEEWWWWW

Ted: (Pointing to an open desk next to him) It's OK, you sit by me!

Hudson: (Folding her arms and sighing) I guess

Ted: Welcome

Hudson: Thanks

Ted: Do you think you'll like me? - No one else does

Hudson: Is that a Twinkie in your "Aqua-Man" lunch box?

Ted: Yeah

Hudson: Can I have it?

Ted: (Thinking for a second) OK

Hudson: Then I like you

Kevin and Michael look in the window and pound on the door

Teacher: (Opening it) You two are tardy again

Kevin: I had to blow-dry my hair

Michael: Yeah and I had to watch

Teacher: That isn't a good enough reason, I shouldn't even let you in!

Kevin: HEY, I will NOT have doors slammed in my face, those days are over!

Teacher: Alright, sit down and take off your shirt

Michael: Can I take off me shirt, too?

Teacher: Your shirt is already off

Michael: Oh yeah!

Teacher: It's time to turn in your coloring assignment from yesterday, please pass them forward

They all do

Teacher: (Looking at them) Very nice, class - I see Lucy has done another self-portrait...Renee, another red rocketship...Teddy, did your brother help you again?

Ted: No, teacher, I swear I drew it all myself!

Teacher: Well then, it's a very unique "Frosty the Snowman" - Oh, wait a minute...Bobby Fields...did you use the best crayon for this?

Bob: OF COURSE I USED THE BEST CRAYON - WHY WOULDN'T I USE THE BEST CRAYON?

The teacher looks at him for a minute

Bob: OK, OK...I DIDN'T use the best crayon but that's only because RENEE IS HOARDING THEM ALL

Renee: AM NOT

The teacher opens Renee's desk drawer Out falls a bunch of crayons, a set of "Lincoln Logs" and a cap gun

Teacher: Renee....

Renee: I just didn't want no one pokin' their eyes out

Lucy: Yeah, they wouldn't be able to see how gorgeous I am if they did!

Hudson: Excuse me, I smell smoke

Lucy: (To Renee) Will you save me or the box of rulers?

Renee: (On the verge of tears) DON'T MAKE ME CHOOSE

The teacher goes over the the play area and takes a burnt "Barbie" out of the "Easy-Bake Oven"

Teacher: LIZ FRIEDMAN - DID YOU DO THIS?

Liz: (Grinning) Of course not, teacher, it was one of the writers!

Kevin: YEAH, IT'S ALWAYS THE WRITERS' FAULT

Writers: SHUDDUP, FABIO

Kevin: Why am I surrounded by such dags?

Michael: HEY, that's ME slang, give it back!

Kevin: I could be a Viking, a Twin, a Timberwolf...

Michael: A Timberwolf?

Kevin: Forget that...I could be a North Star!

Renee: They'se MY Stars now...DALLAS Stars, this year's Stanley Cup Champions!

Teacher: Alright class, it's time for phys. ed. - the writers will work on their "stretching" and "reaching" exercises while the actors work on subtle, non-verbal communication

Everyone begins

Teacher: (To Lucy and Renee) GIRLS, GIRLS...I said SUBTLE...that means no tongue!

Lucy: I'm tired of arching me eyebrow, I wanted to try something else

Hudson: HIIISSSSS, HISSSSSSS

Teacher: Pretty good, Hudson, it's somewhere between an angry cat and a leaky tire, keep trying

Ted: OWWW - TEACHER, TEACHER...Renee bit me!

Renee: He's taking away my screentime

Teacher: Renee, what do we say?

Renee: I dunno

Teacher: If you don't apologize, I'm taking away your "Erector Set" privileges!

Renee: Sorry, Teddy

Teacher: And what do we say about biting people who AREN'T Bacchae?

Renee: We don't scream, we don't shout, we keep our teeth inside our mouth

Lucy: Oh Renee, you emoted that so well

Writers: Actors!

Lucy & Renee: (Taking a bow) Thank you!

Teacher: OK, children, I want you all to break up into playgroups of 3 or more

Lucy and Renee shriek in terror

Lucy & Renee: NO NO - NO NO - NO NO

Teacher: Girls, if you keep this up I WILL separate you two

Both girls desperately cling to each other The teacher brings over Steven Sears to play with them

Teacher: Be nice!

Lucy: (Throwing something at Steven) Here's an eraser...I'm sure you can put it to good use

Steven: Why can't I play "Candyland" with you two?

Lucy: We only like playing with ourselves!

Steven: Must you do everything together?

Renee: That's the way the audience likes us

Lucy: We got a letter saying people would pay BIG money to watch us stare at each other for an hour so we don't need your stupid words

Renee: Nobody cares if y'all live or die

Steven: OH YEAH? - YOU TWO ARE NOTHING BUT PRETTY MANNEQUINS WITHOUT ME

Lucy: Answer this, bright boy - What does the television audience dream about screwing in a tub of chocolate pudding...a pretty mannequin or a subjunctive clause?

Steven: Do you even know what a subjunctive clause IS?

Lucy: A hypothetical Santa

Renee: Ooh, I hopes he brangs me another train set this year!

Steven: You two are...are...

Lucy: What's the matter, Mr. Scribe, at a loss for words?

Renee: I thought his name was "Sears?"

Steven sticks out his tongue and razzes both of them Lucy retaliates by running over and sitting on him

Teacher: Lucy, get off of Steven right now! - You know the writers don't like to be sat on

Lucy: Maybe that's their problem

Renee: Don't worry, Lucy, ya can always sit on me!

Lucy: Splendid

Lucy gets off of Steven, toddles over and flops on Renee

Steven: (Crying) She broke my belt watch!

Teacher: You still have the ones on your shoelaces

Steven: (Looking down) Oh right...and left

The teacher goes over to inspect the other play groups Kevin, Micheal and Ted try to impress Hudson by playing Australian Rules Hopscotch Bob and Joe shove Liz in the coat closet while T.J. climbs on top of it and swings down on a roll-up map The writers are making things with "Legos"

Teacher: (Watching the writers) Very inventive! - I must say I was a little disappointed with your earlier efforts but I definitely see some improvement now!

The writers look at each other in horror and promptly smash all of their creations

Teacher: Alright children, listen up, I have an announcement to make about the class play - The lead role of "Indiana Jones" goes to...

Kevin, Michael and Lucy step forward

Teacher: Renee!

Kevin: WHAT?

Lucy: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

Michael: I KNEW I shoulda got me boobs done!

Renee: I'SE GONNA BE INDY, INDY INDY INDY, ME ME ME

Teacher: Lucy, stop pulling your dress up...that won't change anything

Renee: Oh Lucy, aint ya happy for me?

Lucy shoves Renee into a pile of "Tinker Toys" Renee becomes entranced by the sticks

Teacher: That's enough! - Now, on with today's vocabulary word...can anyone...BESIDES THE WRITERS...spell "nepotism?"

The actors sit dumbfounded

Ted: I'll give it a try...R-A-I-M-I

Teacher: Almost, but not quite

Hudson: How about B-L-A-T-E-N-T?

Teacher: No, sorry - Kevin, Micheal...would either of you like to try?

Kevin: HEY, WE'RE JOCKS

Michael: It's in our contract that we don't have to spell!

The teacher looks at the other students

Joe: Let's see...F-sharp, B, C-minor...

Liz: N-E-P-E-N-T-H-E?

T.J.: nepotismnepotismnepotismTHESKYISFALLINGnepotismnepotism

Bob: N-P-M...the EDITED version!

Teacher: Where did Lucy and Renee run off to?

Steven: They went to the bathroom to work out some issues...and you spell nepotism, N-E-P-O-T-I-S-M

Teacher: Thank you, Steven

The writers cheer while the others pelt him with paste balls

Lucy and Renee return A pouting Lucy marches up to the teacher and presents her with a letter while Renee proudly holds a flag pole displaying the New Zealand banner

Teacher: (Reading the letter) Well class, Lucy feels that were are insensitive to her cultural background - So, starting today, we will be studying "Kiwionics"

Michael: Crikey, about bloody time!

Kevin: OH, C'MON

Liz: Try to be more accepting of other lifestyles, you Land O' Lakes ice-fishing snow drift!

Teacher: Settle down, settle down - Now, who can tell me what a "bluey" is?

Lucy and Michael spaz in their seats

Teacher: BESIDES Lucy and Michael...too hard? - OK, how about "cornies?"

Silence fills the room

Teacher: One more...a "dunny"

Again, silence

Teacher: Alright, Lucy, why don't you tell them about words in your country?

Lucy: Have no clue? Do not cry! Take a word and add a "y"

Kevin: That's all you do?

Lucy: Basically

Renee: So your real name is "Luc"

Lucy: (Winking) That's what it says in the boys' locker room

Teacher: (Looking at her watch) It's time for "Show n' Tell" - Who wants to go first?

Michael stands up

Michael: I really don't have anything to show, BUT, I would like to TELL a Shakespearean sonnet

Steven: HEY, THAT'S WHAT I HAD IN MIND

Michael: Yeah but WHO does the audience want to see tell it, you or me?

All the actors vote for Micheal while the writers vote for Steven

Teacher: It appears to be evenly split, I guess we need someone from production to decide...Liz?

Liz: SHAKESPEARE SUCKS - MAKE'EM BOTH READ A SYLVIA PLATH POEM

Teacher: Let's go to someone else...

Renee is frantically waving her hand

Teacher: (Sighing) Alright, Renee, go ahead

Renee grabs Lucy and drags her to the front of the class

Teacher: Renee, haven't you shown Lucy the last four weeks?

ROC: I thought y'all would like to see her again

Lucy: Alright, they saw me, IT'S ME TURN - Everyone, please look out the window into the street

A Lamborghini Diablo is parked there

Lucy: An American admirer sent it to me

Teacher: Very nice, Lucy

Lucy: I would've prefered "Sunflower Yellow"

Renee: (Drooling) NO, NO - "Fire Engine Red" is perfect

Lucy: Would you like to hear the note that came with it?

Writers: Do we have a choice?

Lucy: It reads..."Dear Ms. Lawless, Thank you for making my boring and miserable life worth living! - Love, John F. Kennedy Jr."

Teacher: How sweet! - OK, who's next...Teddy?

Ted: I brought in this mint-flavored toothpick

Renee: OOOH, Can I hold it?

Ted: How many more phallic objects can you play with?

Renee starts to cry Lucy goes after Ted

Lucy: What in the Hell do you expect, afterall, the poor girl was given a French guy's name

Renee: It is NOT only a French guy's name...besides, it's just m'middle name

Lucy: What's your first?

Renee: Jean-Pierre

The teacher brings in something

Teacher: Listen up kids, Principal Biondi is so pleased with how well you're doing, he sent you this 6-foot submarine sandwich for snack time

Renee's eyes roll up into her head and she passes out

Lucy: ONLY a 6-footer?

Lucy grabs an olive slice and tosses it to the writers

Lucy: Here's your portion

Teacher: And to go with the sandwich, we have a special surprise!

Lucy: Another ridiculous long-lost relative storyline?

Writers: How about we turn you into a flying monkey?

Lucy: Isn't that next week's plot?

Teacher: NOW CHILDREN, if you keep this up, you won't get the surprise...

Ted: Sorry, teacher, what's the surprise?

Lucy: Who the furk made you leader?

Ted: What's my last name?

Lucy: Robbie's gonna kick your bum!

Hudson: (To Michael) Who's Robbie?

Michael: Lucy's boyfriend...THE FIRSTGRADER

Ted: And Sammy will kick his!

Hudson: Who's Sammy?

Michael: Teddy's brother...THE SECONDGRADER

Hudson: Who do YOU know?

Michael: Hey, I'm the "Lion Red" beer guy - the world is mine!

Hudson: You're too young to drink beer!

Michael: In this school, there is no concept of "age" or "time"

Teacher: That's enough! - Here's the surprise

Renee's Momma comes in with a cake

Teacher: As we all know, today is February 15th, Renee's birthday

Lucy: I WANNA SING, I WANNA SING

Lucy proceeds with an hour-long operatic version of "Happy Birthday"

Lucy: (Hugging Renee) That's me gift to you along with this model Titan missile with multiple warheads!

Renee: YAY

Renee goes over to look at her cake

Renee: BOO

Momma: What's the matter, Tumble Weed?

Renee: OH MOMMA, WHEN IS I EVER GONNA GIT ME A REAL BIRTHDAY CAKE?

Momma: What are ya talkin' about? - That there is genuine!

Renee: It's another left-over Valentine's one

Momma: Valentine's? - Nosiree, it's a clown-cake

Renee: Momma, it's a cupid with a big blob of red frostin' on his nose

Momma: Wall Panel, you'se seein' thangs again!

Renee: Then why does it say, "Be My Valentine/Birthday Girl" and what's up with them heart-shaped candles?

Momma: Can't I show m'love for m'Babychild?

Joe: I've just completed an arrangement of "Happy Birthday" using Inuit rhythms, let's try it!

Lucy: I GET TO SING AGAIN

Bob: OF COURSE I'LL USE THE BEST KNIFE TO CUT THE CAKE, WHY WOULDN'T I?

Steven: HEY REMEMBER, just because we're writers, we're entitled to a piece of the cake too!

Kevin: DON'T LIGHT THOSE CANDLES TOO CLOSE TO MY HAIR

Liz: I will NOT eat cake that resembles the nude male form

Michael: It's just a cherub

Liz: THAT'S EVEN SICKER

T.J.: (Swinging from the light fixtures) CAKECAKECAKECAKECAKE

Ted: (To Hudson) If I give you my piece, will you like me even more?

Hudson: (To herself) And I though "Melrose Elementary" was bad...


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