Tale of the Ducks

A cautionary foray into reality theater, by Tommy
Overheard while plastering on my warpaint makeup this morning. Like all good writers, it’s clear that Tommy is writing what he knows.

Cast: Three yellow rubber duckies, one large and two small.
Scene: The bathroom floor.

Tommy picks up the large rubber duck.

Momma Duck: “I love you so much,” says Momma Duck.

Tommy picks up a small rubber duck.

Baby Duck: “Waaaa, waaaaa,” says the baby.

Boy Duck: “Please don’t cry, baby,” says the (pause) little boy duckie.

Baby Duck: Baby say, “Waaa, waaaa.”

Boy Duck: “QUIET,” screams little boy duckie.

Momma Duck: “If [you] scream at the baby, go time out,” said Momma Duck.

Baby Duck: “Waaaaa,” says the baby.

Boy Duck: “I said QUIET, baby!” said little boy duckie. “Ok, I go time out.”

Tommy moves Boy Duck to a remote corner of the room.

End Scene