Spring (ACT 1 - Scene 3)

SCENE 3

There is a huge brown gate with a weird symbol imprinted on it. Excel and Schere enter, along Mark clutching Excel’s hand.

 

 

MARK: (Pouting his lips) Oh come on, Excel! Don’t go! You know how much you mean to me. You’re like a brother to me!

EXCEL: (Leans over to the size of Mark) You have a good brother even without me. (Softly) I’m sorry Marky but I have to go.

SCHERE: (Frowning. He closes his eyes and crosses his arms) Mark, stop forcing him. It’s for his own good. All you care is about yourself.

EXCEL: (Glares at Schere) Stop teasing your brother. He’s just being considerate… (Eying Schere) Unlike some people I know.

SCHERE: (Sighs and rolls his eyes) Whatever… Just go already before Eclipse strikes again.

EXCEL: (Nodding) Oh and the next time we meet I’ll surely kick your a*s in Bakudo.

SCHERE: (Smiling) We’ll see about that.

Schere and Excel shake hands. Excel spins around to face the gate.

MARK: (His voice dying) Excel…

EXCEL: (To Mark) I’ll come back. I promise you that Marky.

MARK: When?

EXCEL: Well after Eclipse stops chasing me… (Chuckles and pats Mark’s head) It’s a Promise.

 

Excel straightens his shoulders, clinging his bag over them.

 

                Well then, Goodbye! I’m off!

He exits through the gate that leads him backstage.

MARK: (Waves nonchalantly) Bye. Bye. Bye. Bye.

SCHERE:  (Frowns at Mark) Mark.

MARK: (Turning his head towards Schere) Yes?

SCHERE: Stop it. He’s gone. Gone to Earth and he isn’t coming back.

MARK: How can you say that, brother?

SCHERE: Because I know my rival more than anyone on this land.

MARK: (After a pause) You know, brother… you can always lie a little to make your brother happy.

SCHERE: (Drawing a long breath) Stop whining. I’m going home.

MARK: Then go!

 

Schere turns away and moves to the other side of the stage).

               Real brothers don’t act like that!

                                                                                                                Schere exits.

              (Voice filled with tears) Fine! I … I don’t care! Stupid brother…

 

                                   Curtains fall.

 

Author's Note

The Departure.

Reviews

[Adelia Alighieri]

Mark's cute. =)
You're too young to use words like 'kicking your a*s' Alya, I'll complain! =P