[WP] In an attempt to ease tensions, Zeus decides to host a Family Game Night.WRITING PROMPT
submitted by Drunk_Bard
Edit: Thank you to /u/Romulus919 and /u/pm-me-your-ipseity for the encouragement and /u/ZoZferatu for the excellent feedback and /u/alwaysafairycat and /u/DandyStevie for helping with the solution. Here goes…
EXT. MOUNT OLYMPUS. DAY.
In the middle of a SEMI CIRCLE OF ORNAMENTAL PILLARS, ZEUS and HERA are seated at a BEAT UP OLD CARD TABLE and they have a BOX OF SCRABBLE THAT HAS SEEN BETTER DAYS open in front of them. HERA is reading the INSTRUCTIONS FOR PLAY and ZEUS is fiddling with the WOODEN TILES. On the table are FOUR PLACE CARDS and written upon them are the names ZEUS, HERA, APHRODITE, HERMES.
ZEUS
So you’re supposed to make words?
HERA
That’s what it says here.
ZEUS
What about lightning? Can we make words with lightning?
The sky DARKENS.
HERA
It’s against the rules.
ZEUS
I am the rules!
LIGHTNING flashes across the sky.
HERA
Stop it dear, this is supposed to be a nice family evening, like we planned, m’kay?
ZEUS [mutters]
Wouldabeengoodtoseethemallinoneplace…
HERA
What was that dear? Your brother’s business is underwater and your sister is trying to get your niece out of a bad marriage. Athena, Apollo, Artemis, Ares, and Hephaestus had already made plans, you can’t expect your grown children to just drop everything and come have a visit on a whim can you?
ZEUS
What about Dionysus? Is it too much to lift your head and yell now and then?
HERA
Just be glad Aphrodite and Hermes could make it.
ZEUS
Athena gives me a headache anyway, always nattering about her rights. What about duty? Tradition? You never hear about that now, do you?
HERA [under her breath]
Shut up you old blowhard, she’s not my kid, and whose fault is that Zeus?
ZEUS
What was that?
HERA
Settle down dear, I think I hear the children.
APHRODITE AND HERMES greet HERA. ZEUS stands up and hugs his children warmly.
The sky LIGHTENS.
HERMES
Hey, dad, got a message for you, Dionysus says he’s sorry he can’t make it but, well, he’s drunk you see, it’s his job but it’s wearing him down, he’s gone off for a bit of a holiday to sit in a cave with a bunch of odd fellows who don’t believe in him. Says it clears his sinuses.
APHRODITE (gives ZEUS a peck on the cheek)
Hi, Dad
ZEUS (hugs APHRODITE and returns the peck on the cheek)
That boy is spending too much time down there, today he’s got sinuses, what next? A liver? Tell him he better come visit soon or I’ll string him up beside that other fraternizer, Prometheus.
HERMES
Dad! You wouldn’t!
ZEUS
I would but I won’t! He doesn’t have to know that though does he?
HERMES
Ah Dad, still quick!
ZEUS
Not as quick as you son!
ZEUS and HERMES engage in rough housing, hair tousling and mock wrestling.
HERA
How are you dear?
APHRODITE
Still single, as usual. But you know what happens to fraternizers.
HERA
Your Dad sure does.
APHRODITE
Mother!
HERA (affectionately bats at APHRODITE)
Shut up you're not my kid. AND WHOSE FAULT IS THAT ZEUS? I know I know, have a seat and let’s start without THEM, I don’t think your dad is suited for this sort of game, no dice in it.
APHRODITE
I thought Dad stopped gambling
HERA
He did, oh done with all of that. Still takes that other board out now and then, picks up the pieces, rolls the dice in his hands, doesn’t throw them, I’d know. Not to worry dear.
APHRODITE
That’s a relief, after the last time—
HERA
Shh! Here they come.
ZEUS
Talking about us again?
HERA (huffs)
‘Course not, girlie things, right dear?
APHRODITE (demurely)
Yes Hera.
ZEUS
Call her mom. I see you’ve set up the board.
HERA
I told her not to, don’t give me that look! Now, as the youngest, Aphrodite will go first and then we’ll go around, take 7 tiles from the bag dear.
APHRODITE takes SEVEN TILES from the BAG OF TILES and passes the bag to HERA who then passes the bag to HERMES who reaches in and pauses, his hand in the bag.
HERMES
Ah, we have a problem. I know what’s on the tiles. Not only that, I know the order they will be drawn and the words everyone will play in this game. They’re a kind of message you see?
APHRODITE (angrily)
I don’t believe this.
ZEUS
I’ll draw your tiles.
HERMES
Won’t work dad, still a message, sorry. We can still play, mom’s going to win.
ZEUS
Why spoil the surprise?
APHRODITE
You always have to be a snitch, don’t you? Like when we were kids and you’d tell me what my birthday presents were going to be. 100 years in advance! Ooh, I should have smacked you the first time!
HERA
Manners, dear!
APHRODITE
Oh yeah, take his side, it’s not enough he’s his favourite!
ZEUS
Settle down daughter!
APHRODITE
You’ve always hated me right from the start! Do I remind you of her so much!
ZEUS
Leave Dione out of this!
HERA
I will not have that womans name spoken in this house!
The sky DARKENS
HERMES
Sorry sis, I thought that was all behind us.
APHRODITE (throws a tiny furled scroll at HERMES which unfurls when it strikes him in the chest)
With this?
HERMES (picks up the tiny unfurled scroll)
This is…
APHRODITE (TEARS begin to roll down her cheeks)
The list you gave me of my boyfriends! All of them! When I was only 75 years old! I was just a young deity, didn’t know how I wanted to do what I had to do, and you had to give away the ending. All of them!
HERMES
Hey! I didn’t write their letters! The poems were all their own doing! I didn’t interfere at all!
APHRODITE
Why include all the breakup letters too then? Why?
HERA picks up the other end of the scroll and starts reading, she unfurls more and more, it seems endless. ZEUS is sitting with a face like a stone. HERA stands up and walks to APHRODITE who is crying inconsolably in her chair, ashamed to be seen. HERA hugs her step daughter and APHRODITE struggles to free herself but HERA does not let go. APHRODITE relents and accepts her stepmother’s sincere embrace. HERA makes eye contact with ZEUS and indicates HERMES sitting there meekly and then the distant foggy peak of Mount Olympus. ZEUS stands up and tilts his head at HERMES who stands up quietly and is led away by ZEUS.
APHRODITE (between sobs)
I’m sorry [sob] those mean things I said about you weren’t true [sob] he just makes me so mad.
HERA
I know dear.
APHRODITE (rocking gently in Hera’s arms)
I want my mom.
FADE TO BLACK.
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