Dooms Assistant

Scene 1

Overview: Grease and Floom are ordering pizza when another assistant approaches them. The offer of a mate for Floom is presented.

Location: City street. Mid-afternoon, fairly populated. Taller buildings, not all are ginormous. Clear day, shopping center.

[Enter: Grease]

Appearance: Older teenager male with an expression of boredom. Hands in pockets, shaggy hair that covers the back of neck, ears and forehead in the color of pastel sky. Pink iris'. Wears a purple scarf over striped pink and dark mint sweater. Baggy, with sleeves that cover palms of the hands. Casual jeans and sneakers, hands resting in pockets as he walks at a casual pace.

Grease: Mumbling something to someone that we can not see nor overhear. He goes up and enters a Pizza Corner building, and walks up to the counter. Pepperoni or three meat?

Location: Casual small pizza shop. Tables, counter, order menu. A door separating the eating area from the kitchen located behind counter. Sparely decorated with pizzas, not kid-themed.

[Enter: Floom]

Appearance: Teddy bear sized creature, the same blue color as Greases hair. Has circular head with one large, oval eye on it. Covered in dark purple eye shadow and with similar iris' to Grease in the color of pink. She will typically sit on Grease's shoulder, holding onto him with her three two-foot long tentacles that are completely smooth and the same blue color as the rest of her. 

Floom: Three meat sounds good She whispers in Grease's ear with no part of her moving to show that she is talking.

Grease: Steps up to counter

[Exit: Floom]

Worker: Welcome to Pizza Corner! How may I help you? Happy and welcoming.

Appearance: Similar age to Grease, short blond hair. Wearing white uniform for Pizza Corner and some stud earrings.

Grease: Thin crust three-meat and some cheese dip sauce. 

Worker: Puts order in register, and it dings in response. Anything else for you today?

Grease: No.

Worker: That will be $5.80, please.

Grease: Shoves hand in pocket and brings out a ten-dollar bill. He hands it over the counter to the worker.

Worker: Your pizza will be out in a few minutes. Puts money in register, then holds out the change to Grease. And here's your change.

Grease: Takes change and shoves it into pocket before moving aside to wait for his order to come out.

[Enter: Necro]

Appearance: Tall, skinny man in his early 20s. Deep, almost black, purple hair pulled back with gel or hairspray. Mysterious forest green eyes and a serious yet friendly expression. A suit-like top with two buckles across his chest with long sleeves. The top is paired with dress pants and shoes, all in the color black.

[Enter: Floom]

Floom: To Grease That man can sense me, he is an assistant just like yourself.

Necro: Looks over shoulder at Grease and Floom for just a moment before returning his attention to the worker.

Grease: Whispers to Floom. Do you sense any ill intentions?

Floom: No, he seems quite peaceful for a man of his status. But be cautious if he approaches you, it may not be good.

Grease: Nods, watches Necro order his pizza.

Worker: Order 72!

[Exit: Floom]

Grease: Goes to grab pizza and ignores Necro as he walks to the door.

Necro: Turns around quickly, Hey! Wait, I wanted to talk to you.

Grease: Ignores Necro and opens the door for himself with the intent to leave.

Necro: Goes after Grease

Location: In front of shop on street.

Necro: Grabs Grease's shoulder

[Enter: Floom]

Floom: Hisses and jumps onto Grease's other shoulder

[Exit: Floom]

Grease: Hey! Get your hands off of me!

Necro: Removes hand, My apologies, but I just wanted to ask you about the Doomed on your shoulder.

Grease: We're busy. Tries to turn and walk away.

Necro: Then may I get your number? Ryder has been looking for a mate.

Floom: Gasps, but doesn't appear

Grease: Get away from me you creep! I want nothing to do with you and your Doomed.

[Enter: Floom]

Floom: Looks at Necro with a questioning glance. I, too, have been looking for a mate. Grease, we should be prompt about making friends with this other human.

Necro: Smirks, Looks like she wants that date.

Grease: Glares, Never. Floom, how can you be considering this?

Floom: We Doomed are just like you humans, we desire to mate and multiply.

Necro: Don't take the girl away from this chance, it is not every day that two assistants meet up like this.

Grease: I... Really don't  think this is a good idea.

Floom: Grease, please. This is my choice, not yours.

Grease: Mumbles angerly, But I don't want to lose you to this creep.

Necro: Grabs something from pants pocket. Holds out a business card to Grease. Here, I will let you take the time you need to make the arrangements. But I should get my pizza, and yours is probably getting cold, hum?

Floom: Takes card, Many thanks, assistant.

End: Scene 1