Geek Tragedy
(From a prompt by desdenova. If you want to prompt me, go here.)
Alea: Daughter mine, it is time that you do your homework.
Gillia: I would, but that I hear my friends playing outside and wish to join their sport.
Alea: If you will finish your spelling, you shall play with them soon enough.
Gillia: (Rising from the table) There. It is done. Tell them I want to play.
Alea: I shall not. They are your playmates, and therefore you shall ask them.
Gillia: O pity me, for I cannot! I am too shy. You must ask them in my stead.
Alea: Fie! I have no patience for this today! A million things crowd my mind, I do not sleep, the cries of your brother distract me. If you will not ask to join your friends, you shall remain in this house, alone and unvisited.
Gillia: Mother! I cannot exist in this house with you a moment longer! My soul cries out, I will rend my garments and sit in ashes until you allow me to watch another show on TV.
Alea: Horrible, unnatural child! Your actions trammel my heart like the hooves of horses. Cease your wailing, or you shall have no sweetie.
Ellios: My sister! Your noise disturbs my very being, and I shall mourn and grieve as you do.
Chorus: The sound arising from that place did harrow us. The very furies seemed to inhabit it, though in the guise of very small children, and the queen's woe was great.
Alea: Why, gods? Why do you heap your wrath upon me so?
Alea: Daughter mine, it is time that you do your homework.
Gillia: I would, but that I hear my friends playing outside and wish to join their sport.
Alea: If you will finish your spelling, you shall play with them soon enough.
Gillia: (Rising from the table) There. It is done. Tell them I want to play.
Alea: I shall not. They are your playmates, and therefore you shall ask them.
Gillia: O pity me, for I cannot! I am too shy. You must ask them in my stead.
Alea: Fie! I have no patience for this today! A million things crowd my mind, I do not sleep, the cries of your brother distract me. If you will not ask to join your friends, you shall remain in this house, alone and unvisited.
Gillia: Mother! I cannot exist in this house with you a moment longer! My soul cries out, I will rend my garments and sit in ashes until you allow me to watch another show on TV.
Alea: Horrible, unnatural child! Your actions trammel my heart like the hooves of horses. Cease your wailing, or you shall have no sweetie.
Ellios: My sister! Your noise disturbs my very being, and I shall mourn and grieve as you do.
Chorus: The sound arising from that place did harrow us. The very furies seemed to inhabit it, though in the guise of very small children, and the queen's woe was great.
Alea: Why, gods? Why do you heap your wrath upon me so?