Lights up on MOUSE 1 and MOUSE 2 slouched on a couch watching TV. MOUSE 3 walks in and joins them on the couch. The only marker showing that they are mice is a pair of ears on each of them. Maybe tails if we're feeling fancy. M1: Hey mate, how was work? M3: Yeah, it was okay, some good, some bad. M2: How so? M3: Well, they might have put a cure for cancer in me. M1: Not bad. M3: But I'm pretty sure they gave me cancer before that. M1: Ooh, harsh. M3: The lab was pretty quiet today, so I was mostly just sitting around, it gave me time to think. Then I fell into that existentialist hole and started wondering where my life is actually going... M2: Psh, at least you don't have a massive ear on your back. M2 twists around to reveal ear. M2: Real hinderance with the ladies. M1: From what I hear, your mum didn't care. M3: It's funny, you'd think that a mouse with an ear that size would actually be able to listen. I mean, five years down the track, when I'm an old mouse, what will I be telling the great great great great great great great great great great great grandkids? M2: You'll probably be telling them that you're impotent so they don't actually exist. M3 looks crushed, M1 arches an eyebrow. M1: At least they won't be inbred. M2: Hey! Hey! That was one time, okay? One time! We all look alike! M1: Racist! M2: Ugh, you know what? Fine, whatever. If anyone needs me I'll be in the wheel. M2 walks out. M3: Who pissed on his cheese? (Beat. Then frowning slightly:) Oh yeah, that was me. Anyway, how was your day? M1: Pretty good, oh and there's this awesome musician playing at the pub tomorrow night, you up for it? M3: Yeah okay, what's his name? M1: The Pied Piper. Hard lights down. |