Sunday Stories: The Fight

So we were sitting around talking about writing stories as kids and I thought it would fun to blog a few of those I wrote when I was 10. As this mini play was set in England, it’s the most fitting that it would be the first one up.

The Fight

Characters: Tabby Cat (TC) and Yorkshire Terrier (YT)
Time: Mid-afternoon
Place: On a quiet street in an English suburb

(Cat and dog enter from opposite sides)

YT: ‘Ello Tabee. ‘ow are you?

TC: Oh it’s you and your English accent again Yorkshi Porkshi. That’s what your owner calls you, isn’t it?

YT: All me say is ‘ello and ye blow up. Yer such a stupid cat, Tabee.

TC: Ha, you puny little ball of fur. I am more sophisticated AND smarter than you.

YT: Least me don’t cough up dose awful fur balls.

TC: Humph! Wll I don’t have to wear that ugly plaid hat and coat. (laughs cruelly) You look so stupid YORKSHI PORKSHI! (laughs again)

YT: All ye get is food, Tabee. But me get love an’ ‘ttention.

TC: Ask anyone. I am better than you.

(Cat flicks her head and leaves with her nose in the air)

YT: There she goes, an’ all me said was ‘ello.