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Edited by Veggehtehbull:
2/15/2020 5:22:14 PM
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VeggieTales: Chapter 3
[i]Luther scratched his scruffy silver beard as he read the book. The cover reads ‘Ungodly desires’. He read under his breath, barely above a whisper.
“Phobos, the god of fear, was the son of Ares. Using fear to control his enemies emotions, giving them conflicting desires, and making sure that his goal was accomplished over all others. A ruthless god, he was sometimes seen as one of the most inhumane-“
“Ahem. Luther?”
Dr. Sophob peered over the edge of the book, staring him down. He wore a red tux, and his normally matted red hair was combed neatly to the left. He didn’t look angry, more like a gentle father. Luther attempted to hide his surprise behind a fake smile.
“Sorry Doctor, I was just doing a little of my own study on break. This project is going to drive me mad... You look fancy. What’s the occasion?”[/i]
[i]”A new breakthrough in the study has been made, and I was hoping you would join me in the conference hall? I would appreciate my prized pupil by my side.”
“I-uh-yes of course sir.”
~This isn’t how he usually acts. And when did I become his prize pupil? I have fantastic grades, but he’s never really talked to me as a pupil, more as something disposable. Whatever, I’ll go with it.~
Luther scratched his head in thought, not seeming to shake this off.
“Is something wrong?”
Dr. Sophob looked at him puzzled, clearly questioning his behavior. Studying him. Watching him.
“No sir, let me head to my dorm to get ready. I’m not in proper attire to be in front of the committee. Ninety minutes tops.”
“You have forty five. Get moving!”
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The hot water ran down Luther’s body, calming him. Putting himself at ease for the first time in days it seemed like. He could think clearly, he didn’t feel as angry.
~Maybe this is all I needed. Just a little time to myself. God I hope so, this shit really is getting on my nerves. I could just snap someone’s-~
“Luther! Hurry up! You’ve got fifteen minutes to appear in the committee!”
Anna’s voice interrupted his thoughts, bringing him back to reality. He turned off the water, stepped out of the shower, dried off, and put on his best suit. A beautiful pearl white, one of his only memories of home. He stepped out of the bathroom and rushed down the hall, combing his hair while running.
“You’re welcome for the warning!”
“Thanks Anna!”
He entered the auditorium, and on the stage stood Dr. Sophob. In the aisles sat all of the leaders of the scientific committee for their base.
~Showtime.~[/i]
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15 RepliesNarrator: "Now it's time for silly songs with Larry The part of the show where Larry comes out and sings a silly song Our curtain opens as Larry, having just finished his morning Bath, is searching for his hairbrush. Having no success, Larry cries out" Larry: "Oh, where is my hairbrush? Oh where is my hairbrush? Oh, where Oh, where, oh, where, oh, where, oh, where, oh, where, oh, where, oh Where oh, where is my hairbrush?" Narrator: "Having heard his cry, Pa Grape enters the scene. Shocked and Slightly embarrassed at the sight of Larry in a towel, Pa regains his Composure and reports " Pa: "I think I saw a hairbrush back there!" Larry: "Back there is my hairbrush. Back there is my hairbrush. Back There, back there, oh, where, back there, oh, where, oh, where, back There, back there, back there is my hairbrush!" Narrator: "Having heard his joyous proclamation, Junior Asparagus enters The scene. Shocked and slightly embarrassed at the sight of Larry in a Towel, Junior regains his composure and comments" Junior: "Why do you need a hairbrush? You don't have any hair!" Narrator: "Larry is taken aback. The thought had never occured to him No hair? What would this mean? What will become of him? What will become Of his hairbrush? Larry wonders" Larry: "No hair for my hairbrush. No hair for my hairbrush. No hair, no Hair, no where, no hair, no hair, no hair, no where, back there, no hair For my hairbrush!" Narrator: "Having heard his wonderings, Bob the Tomato enters the scene Shocked and slightly embarrassed at the sight of Larry in a towel, Bob Regains his composure and confesses" Bob: "Larry, that old hairbrush of yours Well, you never use it, you Don't really need it. So, well, I'm sorry I didn't know. But I gave It to the Peach - 'cause he's got hair!" Narrator: "Feeling a deep sense of loss, Larry stumbles back and laments" Larry: "Not fair for my hairbrush. Not fair! My poor hairbrush. Not Fair, not fair, no hair, not fair, no where, no hair, not fair, not Fair, not fair! My little hairbrush!" Narrator: "Having heard his lament, the Peach enters the scene. Himself In a towel, both Larry and the Peach are shocked and slightly Embarrassed at the sight ofeach other. But recognizing Larry's Generosity, the Peach is thankful" Peach: "Thanks for the hairbrush." Narrator: "Yes, good has been done here. The Peach exits the scene Larry smiles, but, still feeling an emotional attachment for the Hairbrush, calls out " Larry: "Take care of my hairbrush. Take care, oh my hairbrush. Take Care, take care, don't dare not care, take care, nice hair, no fair, take care, take care of my hairbrush." Narrator: "The end!"
