Monday, 16 November 2009
04:32:56 AM (GMT)
(Lights up at the train station)
Max: Stacy finally we're here.
Stacy: Was that so hard to stand my mom?
Max: I guess not.
Stacy: Well come on. The train is about to leave.
Max: Let's go get our tickets punched. (They walk up to the conductor)
Conductor Sam: Are you little kidlings going somewhere?
Max: Yes indeed we are.
Conductor Sam: Sorry! You need a parent guardian if you're under 18 years of age!
Stacy: What???? I came here alone when I was 9! Mr. Sam please let us go! My mother
is going to the bathroom and she wants to meet us on the train. Please!
Conductor Sam: Sorry Stacy. Rules are rules.
Stacy: What are we going to do Max? We're supposed to be on that train!
Max: I have an idea. Follow me.
Stacy: Max! We can't leave here you know that! Mother's rules! Those apply for you as
Kitty: Hello Stacy, Max! It's so nice to see you here! Y'all riding the train?
Stacy: Yes Kitty. But you can't go on and neither can we. Help!
Kitty: I can get on easily! You chickens don't know how to play the game of tricks.
(Shakes and trembles)
Max: Well looks like someone is more chicken then us!
Kitty: I am not chicken! It's just Ma hates when I get into trouble and I need
Stacy: Ma? Oh where is your mother Kitty? Oh there she is!
Mrs. Lilly: Kitty, Stacy, and Max! Oh you better not get into trouble Kitty. Your
papa isn't happy with you. I ain't either. Don't mess things up for me and your
Kitty: Ok Ma. (They exit)
( A train whistle blows)
Stacy: We better get on that train whether my mother is late or not!
Max: Let's go! (They run offstage)