Bluebell SSS Prompt No. 15 ~ Right On Cue

                                        

"What on earth am I to do with you sorry bunch… curtain's up in less than seventy two hours and you still have tons of work to do!"

The voice boomed across the stage. It bounced back and forth like a swing ball suspended from a rope.

"I could get a canary to perform better than you sorry pair!" Sarcasm dripped like iced water.

The singers cleared their vocal chords, eyes darting back and forth. Somebody passed a glass of water. They accepted gratefully.

"And you people over there who call yourselves dancers… Yes, yes, quit hiding behind one another! Move forward! Move forward!"

The dancers kept their eyes averted, frozen to the spot.

"Why are you bunching up like an awkward high school dance group at an end-of-year school fundraising concert?"

A purple vein throbbed at the corner of his temple.

"Space out! Own your space! It's all about artistry! A-R-T-I-S-T-R-Y!"

He grew more incensed by the minute. "The singing and dancing is totally out of sync!"

The tirade reached a crescendo…

"You are like a bunch of novices!" Eyes rolled in disbelief.

"There's no feeling!" Fists clenched in urgency.

"No passion!" Eyes closed in a dramatic show of despair and voice thick with emotion.

"No oooomph!" A short, sharp air-punch delivered with finality, in a desperate attempt to get the message across.

Silence descended. Nobody breathed.

With perfect timing, Boy Friday stepped onto the stage. He delivered a tray to the outraged director. On it stood a single mug. It was filled with his favourite beverage… caramel cappuccino.

The entire cast and crew clapped.       

Check out the Bluebell Short Story prompt at: http://bluebellbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/short-story-slam-week-15.html

15 Comments

  1. Marbles in My Pocket on November 25, 2011 at 10:15 pm

    I've been in those situations where someone showed up at just the right time. A nicely told tale!
    My entry: The_Last_Grain_of_Sand

    • mish on November 26, 2011 at 7:19 am

      In this type of situation, timing is crucial… helps to “defuse the ticking bomb”… thanks Charles.

  2. Shelly on November 26, 2011 at 2:20 am

    Very good piece again.

    • mish on November 26, 2011 at 7:24 am

      Hey Shelly, hope you’re enjoying your short break! Thanks for popping in.

  3. Morning on November 26, 2011 at 3:45 am

    brilliant,
     
     
     
    Hope that you have enjoyed a lovely thanksgiving.
     
    Cheers.

    • mish on November 26, 2011 at 7:25 am

      Here in my little corner of the globe, we don’t really celebrate thanksgiving. However I have LOTS to be grateful for. Thanks Morning.

  4. Guilie on November 26, 2011 at 4:30 pm

    Loved it, Mish!  Yep, the beauty of coffee…  And a cappuccino at that 😀  Great read–thank you!

    • mish on November 26, 2011 at 4:59 pm

      Thanks Guilie! 🙂 Glad you liked it!

  5. Shah Wharton on November 27, 2011 at 9:58 am

    I enjoyed this little story. The feel of it grabbed me. Thanks for the read. Shah .X

    • mish on November 27, 2011 at 9:42 pm

      Glad you were captured by the feel of the piece. 🙂

  6. Kay Salady on December 1, 2011 at 6:07 am

    Give me a cappuccino and I'll shut up too!  Nice one!

    • mish on December 1, 2011 at 11:09 am

      I love my cappuccino… with an extra dollop of freshly-whipped cream… mmmmm!

  7. Elizabeth on December 1, 2011 at 10:14 pm

    I laughed out loud at the ending….I've been part of casts that had directors like that!  It went in a totally different direction at the end than what I expected – it's a great piece!

    • mish on December 2, 2011 at 8:51 am

      Glad you were caught by surprise at the end! 🙂 Thanks Elizabeth!

  8. e.a.s. demers on December 9, 2011 at 12:05 am

    Life really is about being in the right place at the right time, isn't it? Nice little tale 🙂

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