Puppetderella - An Comic Parody of Cinderella. - Prof. Green
Waster Produtions Inc in association with Pobice the Goblin brings you a Prof Green play based on an original idea by the Brothers Grimm.
PUPPETDERELLA: An Comedy
Cast:
Puppetderella: An heroine
Clarky: An Ugly Sister
Neff: An Ugly Sister
Logbot: An Wicked Stepmother
Pobice: An fairy Potmother
Galloway: An Antihero
The Business Man: An King
Clarky2: An Waster
Act the First:
Scene the First:
The mansion of Logbot, the wicked stepmother of Puppetderella, the place is suitably gothic. Empty Meths™ bottles litter the floor. Enter PUPPETDERELLA scrubbing a vomit stain from the carpet.
Puppetderella: Oh woe is me, I can never quite manage to get these vomit stains out. I do wish Clarky and Neff would be more careful when they come home drunk at four AM.
Enter CLARKY and NEFF largely pissed on Meths™, but probably also on other spirits.
Clarky: Oi Puppet! Stop slacking and fetch us more Meths.
Neff: Yessh and noo waterings it down this time either.
Puppetderella sighs wishing he hadn't challenged the supremacy of Prof. Green as Grand High Ranter after all.
Puppetderella: Yes ok, I'll just finish mopping up your sick shall I?
Neff: Nooo, you'll go and get our Metshs now and then mop up the rest of our sick after I've pashed out.
Clarky begins to say something but this is soon lost in another torrent of vomit.
Puppetderella: Very well then, I'll just go to the fridge shall I? Yes of course, no I'm not mad, I do talk to myself sometimes.
Exit stage right PUPPETDERELLA.
Clarky: Bloody upstart arguing like that, should have hit or something.
Neff: Well I would haves done but you were being sick.
Clarky: Why should that have stopped you?
Neff passes out.
Clarky: Ah well might as well go with the crowd.
Clarky also passes out. Re-enter PUPPETDERELLA carrying two large bottles of Meths™.
Puppetderella: Bloody bastards, they always do this to me ever since Logbot became my wicked and evil stepmother. All I do is mop up vomit and fetch Meths and cook fried food for them. I hate that accursed Logbot.
Enter LOGBOT.
Logbot: What's that you wretched little Puppet, you hate me?
Puppetderella: What? No I never said that.
Logbot: Oh but you did my Puppet, you know you did. I see all regardless of what you might think.
Puppetderella: Well yes, but that doesn't necessarily mean you hear all now does it?
Logbot: Silence you insolent little worm. I've had just about enough of you, one more smart remark like that and you will be sent to the sausage meat factory.
Puppetderella: That would be nice, at least there I would be paid to scoop up vomit and put it into bags.
Logbot: Not as a job you pumpkin-brained maggot. I'd be sending you to the Giant Mincer™.
Puppetderella: No please not the Mincer. I'll be good.
Logbot: That's better, now clean up this vomit and put your stepsisters to bed. Then you can wash the coal. It's all black.
Puppetderella: But it's meant to be black...
Logbot: Silence, or it's the Mincer for you.
Puppetderella: Yes ok then.
Exeunt
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