Johnny Plays with Fire
by Wendy King, JoHanna Manning, and Josh Mullen



NARRATOR: Once upon a time, not to long ago, there lived a young boy by the name of Johnny and his dog, Spike.

SPIKE: Bark.

NARRATOR: Johnny was a good boy, and he did everything his mother told him to. He ate all his vegetables, always cleaned his room, never talked back, and he never played with fire.

MOM: Johnny, will you take out the trash?

JOHNNY: Sure, Mom!

NARRATOR: Everything was great for Johnny. Skies were clear, Johnny was healthy, and everything was going his way. Until he met Sly.

SLY: (Dramatic) Dun-dun-dun! (Slyly) Hello, Johnny.

JOHNNY: Who are you and how do you know my name?

SPIKE: Bark.

SLY: I am Sly. (Dramatic) Mwah-hah-hah-hah-hah! (Slyly) I am a dragon, therefore, I know everything, including your name! (Dramatic) Mwah-hah-hah-hah-hah!

JOHNNY: Are you a real dragon?

SLY: Of course I'm a real dragon! Now, pay attention.

JOHNNY: To what?

SLY: Me, the dragon!

SPIKE: Bark!

JOHNNY: Oh.

SLY: Now, I need a favor, Johnny.

JOHNNY: (Suspiciously) What kind of a favor?

SLY: The kind we don't tell our mom about.

JOHNNY: (Gasp) I don't know....

SLY: Come on!

JOHNNY: What if my mom gets mad?

SLY: She won't. I promise.

SPIKE: Bark. Bark.

JOHNNY: Are you sure?

SLY: Yes! I know everything!

JOHNNY: (Thinking) What did I have for lunch?

SLY: Food.

JOHNNY: (Gasp) How did you know?

SLY: Will you please help me?

JOHNNY: Ok, I guess.

SLY: Good. Now, listen closely. I am a dragon who has lost my fire.

JOHNNY: Why do you need fire?

SLY: Don't ask questions.

SPIKE: Bark.

SLY: Quiet.

SPIKE: (Louder) Bark.

SLY: (Louder) Quiet.

SPIKE: (Loud) Bark!

SLY: (Loud) Quiet!

SPIKE: (Pauses) Bark.

SLY: (Yelling) STOP BARKING!!!

SPIKE: (Growls and exits.)

SLY: Whoo-- Now, where were we? Oh, yes. I am a dragon who was lost my fire.

JOHNNY: Why do you need fire?

SLY: (Frustrated) Just Listen.

JOHNNY: Ok, you don't have to yell.

SLY: There is a flame in the caves of Mt. Pbbt. (Dramatic) Dun-dun-dun!

JOHNNY: What with the sound?

SLY: Shh....it's for effect.

JOHNNY: Oh.

SLY: Now, what I want you to do is--

JOHNNY: (Interrupting) Is travel to the top of Mt. Pbbt and get the fire for you.

SLY: How did you know?

JOHNNY: Lucky guess?

SLY: Oh...Will you do it?

JOHNNY: Uh...

SLY: Please, please, please, please? Pretty, pretty please?

JOHNNY: What's in it for me?

SLY: A lollypop. Just don't run with the stick in your mouth.

JOHNNY: Why?

SLY: Different story for a different time, my friend.

JOHNNY: Ok. Let me go ask my mom.

SLY: NO! You don't want to do that!

JOHNNY: Why not?

SLY: Because this is a secret mission.

JOHNNY: (Suddenly enlightened) OH! OK! When do I leave?

SLY: Well, right now would be good.

JOHNNY: I'll meet you back here tonight with the flame.

NARRATOR: And so Johny took Spike and left for Mt. Pbbt--

SLY: (Interupting from offstage) Dun-dun-dun!

NARRATOR: They traveled up through the forest until they reached the opening of the flame's lair.

JOHNNY: Are you scared, Spike?

SPIKE: Bark.

JOHNNY: Me, too.

NARRATOR: They entered the dark cave.

JOHNNY: Hello? Is anyone there?

PYRO: (Peeking out) Who are you?

JOHNNY: I'm Johnny.

SPIKE: Bark. Bark.

PYRO: What do you want?

JOHNNY: We were sent to get you.

PYRO: Who sent you?

JOHNNY: Sly the dragon.

SLY: (Interupting from offstage) Dun-dun-dun!

PYRO: (No longer peeking out) Sly the dragon wants me? Let me tell you a little story. (Sings) When I was a little flame, I used to chase little kids. When I grew older, I also grew stonger, and now instead of chasing little kids, I eat them!

JOHNNY: (Scared) EAT THEM???

SPIKE: Bark.

PYRO: (Sings) 'Cause I'm Pyro the flame! I'm Pyro the flame! I'll burn you and scorch you, and that's why you shouldn't play with Pyro the flame! Pyro the flame! (Stops singing) And now I'm gonna eat you, Johnny!

JOHNNY: How do you know my name?

PYRO: I'm a flame, I know everything.

SPIKE: Bark!

JOHNNY: Quick, get help, Spike!

NARRATOR: And so Spike ran all the way home as fast as he could.

SPIKE: Bark bark!

MOM: What's that, Spike?

SPIKE: Bark Bark Bark!

MOM: What? Johnny's playing with fire?

NARRATOR: So Johnny's mom and Spike hurried back to Mt. Pbbt.

MOM: Leave my son alone!

PYRO: Never!

JOHNNY: Mom! Help!

PYRO: What are you gonna do about it old lady?

MOM: Old? I'll show you old! (Dumps bucket on Pyro.)

PYRO: (Sinking) AHHHHH!!!!!

JOHNNY: Mom! Spike!

MOM: What did I tell you about playing with fire?

JOHNNY: I'm sorry, Mom. I'll never do it again.

SLY: What about my flame?

MOM: You should know better than to tell little children to play with fire.

SLY: I know. I'm sorry.

MOM: That's OK. I forgive you. Come on, let's go home and get some ice cream.

NARRATOR: And so, Johnny, his mom, Spike, and Sly lived happily ever after.

SPIKE: Bark!

SLY: Stop barking!


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