Burgundy, Cerise, and an Apple
by conrad panganiban
BURGUNDY: Cerise, are you ready?
CERISE: I was born ready, Burgundy.
BURGUNDY: Are you sure?
CERISE: I’ve been practicing.
BURGUNDY: For 2 hours?!
CERISE: What’s so hard?
BURGUNDY: Hitting the bull’s eye.
CERISE: Piece of cake.
BURGUNDY: What if you miss?
CERISE: Don’t worry.
BURGUNDY: I don’t know…
CERISE: Trust me.
BURGUNDY: You said that before.
CERISE: You got out…
BURGUNDY: Two weeks later!
CERISE: Just stand there.
BURGUNDY: Not too hard.
CERISE: Open your eyes.
BURGUNDY: No.
CERISE: OK. I promise.
BURGUNDY: What?
CERISE: Not too hard.
BURGUNDY: Is it sharp?
CERISE: When are knives not?
BURGUNDY: Aim for the apple.
CERISE: Then don’t move.
BURGUNDY: Don’t plan to.
CERISE: One… two… THREE!
BURGUNDY: (yelp) Agh! Call… 9… 1…