Shadows on the Wall: Let Them Eat Cake
[Scene: A-ko, B-ko, and C-ko sit around a small tea-table. A tea set sits on the table, but it is largely obscured by piles of paper, notebooks, and books. Gir lies on the floor underneath the table, just visible beneath the short ruffled tablecloth.]
A-ko: Well, all we seem to agree on is that we want an awful lot out of it.
B-ko: It's very large. I'm sure quite a lot will fit into it.
C-ko: It's all a matter of using the space wisely.
A-ko: As long as you don't forget that we have to use it for research as well! We can learn so much from it! And, [she rummages around in a pile of paper] we can restock the library, while we're at it.
B-ko: I'd like to see the entire education system overhauled. What else is a revolution for? Open classrooms! Gradeless teaching! Engage the students! Let's have some material on the curriculum that really matters, and take the revolution a little further!
C-ko: Goodness, don't the two of you want to have any fun? Think of the possibilities! We could create a whole new lifeform, or map out a multidimensional garden full of poetry-plants, and all you can think of are the social aspects? Give me a break! We could do so much!
A-ko: We just did something that's never been done before. It's important, we can learn from it! I've written some preliminary findings here...
B-ko: We took down the gates. I'm sure there's some meaning there.
C-ko: I like the simplicity of the thing's shape, but I'm sure all the interesting stuff is on the inside.
A-ko: I want a chance to do something significant here. Don't the two of you mess this up.
B-ko: I want to make a change.
C-ko: I want to create, you joyless creatures.
Gir: I want cake!
B-ko: [Rummages on the table] All we have is tea, Gir.
Gir: Caaaaaaake! [Runs off, stage left]
C-ko: At least one of us knows what zie wants.
A-ko: All of us know what we want. The trouble is, is all of what we want in that egg?
B-ko: I don't know. It could be quite incompatible.
A-ko: We could research it. If C-ko's lab is still around.
C-ko: Er... it ate my lab, remember?
A-ko: Oh. Right.
Gir: [Marches back onstage, from stage left, carrying a large plate with a half-devoured slice of cake on it. The cake is covered in little icing roses. Gir chews open-mouthed.] MMmmmMMMM! I got rose-flavored frosting!
A-ko: Gir, where did you get that?
Gir: The nice man outside gave it to me. HE MADE IT HIMSELF!
B-ko: What nice man?
Gir: The one with the cake!
C-ko: What cake?
Gir: The cake with the roses!
A-ko: What roses?
Gir: The roses with............................I dunno.
C-ko: Gir... are you sure you should eat that? It could be poisoned!
Gir: [Falls to the floor] Oooo! Aaaahhh! OooOOOOO! Nope. I feel fine! [Zie has rolled on the cake during this exhibition and is now covered in frosting.]
A-ko: Gir... you're a bit... sticky.
Gir: Let me give you a hug!
A-ko: Aauugh! No! [Gets covered in frosting anyway, as Gir gives her a hug. She drags a finger through the frosting on Gir's head and sniffs at it suspiciously.]
B-ko: Well?
C-ko: Is it poisoned?
A-ko: I think it's worse than that.
B-ko: [Looks at C-ko]
C-ko: [Looks at B-ko]
C-ko: How so?
A-ko: I know you're not supposed to eat the food the living cook for the dead. Are you supposed to eat the food the dead cook for the living?
B-ko: Has it got pomegranate seeds in it?
C-ko: Now I'm picturing an undead microwave.