"A Day In The Life Of Bono Von Bono" (for Becky)
Becky asked me to post the first three scenes in the series of uber-short stories I'm writing. If no one else reads this I'm not gonna be offended or anything
*It's morning. Bono is sitting at the table in his boxers, eating a poptart and reading the paper. Sir Fatsalot--the morbidly obese pony that Bono's fake wife, Rainbow, is making him keep--is out on the fire escape where he lives*
Sir Fatsalot: Hey... Hey... Hey... You... Gay boy... with the paper... and the gay... Hey... Hey... Gimme a doughnut! ... HEY!
*Bono ignores him. Maria--Bono's sister (younger by one year)--enters the common living area (living room, dining room, kitchen, all blending together) looking rather irritated*
Maria: ... Answer the pony.
Bono: I'm not gonna answer the pony.
Sir Fatsalot: Gimme a fucking doughnut!!!
Maria: ... Just answer the fucking pony.
Bono: I'm not gonna answer the fucking pony.
Maria: Then it's out of my hands.
*Maria puts on her black pumps, thus activating her bipolar/split-personality disorder and transforming her into the evil Maria (accent on the first "a" instead of the "i")*
Sir Fatsalot: Hey... Hey... Hey... He----
*Maria walks up to the window and kicks the fat pony in the mouth*
Sir Fatsalot: AAAAHHHH!!!
*Rainbow comes running into the common living area*
Rainbow: OMG!!! What's going on?!?! Sir Fatsalot?!?!
Sir Fatsalot: Ehhhgfjfffffgehhh...
Rainbow: Bitch! *points finger accusingly at Maria* You broke his jaw!!!
Maria: *Taking off the black pumps* I'm sorry, but once the heels go on, I can't be held accountable for my actions.
*It's morning. Bono is sitting at the table in his boxers, eating a poptart and reading the paper. Sir Fatsalot--the morbidly obese pony that Bono's fake wife, Rainbow, is making him keep--is out on the fire escape where he lives*
Sir Fatsalot: Hey... Hey... Hey... You... Gay boy... with the paper... and the gay... Hey... Hey... Gimme a doughnut! ... HEY!
*Bono ignores him. Maria--Bono's sister (younger by one year)--enters the common living area (living room, dining room, kitchen, all blending together) looking rather irritated*
Maria: ... Answer the pony.
Bono: I'm not gonna answer the pony.
Sir Fatsalot: Gimme a fucking doughnut!!!
Maria: ... Just answer the fucking pony.
Bono: I'm not gonna answer the fucking pony.
Maria: Then it's out of my hands.
*Maria puts on her black pumps, thus activating her bipolar/split-personality disorder and transforming her into the evil Maria (accent on the first "a" instead of the "i")*
Sir Fatsalot: Hey... Hey... Hey... He----
*Maria walks up to the window and kicks the fat pony in the mouth*
Sir Fatsalot: AAAAHHHH!!!
*Rainbow comes running into the common living area*
Rainbow: OMG!!! What's going on?!?! Sir Fatsalot?!?!
Sir Fatsalot: Ehhhgfjfffffgehhh...
Rainbow: Bitch! *points finger accusingly at Maria* You broke his jaw!!!
Maria: *Taking off the black pumps* I'm sorry, but once the heels go on, I can't be held accountable for my actions.