Revengers: Age of Christmas: Act 1, Scene 1

LOCO:
Si, senor Thor. Maybe you can, eh, hit it with your hammer? It seems like a good idea, no?

THOR:
Ah, yes, my Mjolnir, which is faithful only to me. I will indeed smite the rock.
[Thor smites the rock and the rock crumbles]

LOCO:
Oh, look at the glow.

THOR:
This faint purple glow, Loco — this must be enchanted obsidian. We must tell father. Perchance this is the reason for his troublesome visions. Do you concur?
Loco?
[Snaps fingers at Loco]
Loco! Stop staring. We must tell father of this find.

LOCO:
Yes, yes, lo siento, Senor. We must tell your father; my uncle.

THOR:
Indeed. Something strange is afoot here. Come cousin.

LOCO:
I will be right behind you.

THOR:
See that thou art. Remember, I must Travel to Earth this eve for the Revenger’s Christmas party. Plus, as thou knowest, enchanted obsidian is not to be trifled with.
[Thor twirls is hammer and takes flight].

LOCO:
Ah, bueno, he has flown back to the Halls of Valhalla — a kingdom that will one day be his. ….But what of Loco? What will happen to Loco? There is no kingdom for me here. No, they will never accept my frost elf heritage.

Yet, Thor has told me of Earth, a place where people are accepted for who they truly are! There is no doubt the people of Earth will accept me for who I am — their Supreme Jefe!

But how will I get their attention? Will they know what I know? Will they hear what I hear?

[song: Do you hear what I hear?]

THOR: [shouting from afar]
Loco, make haste. Thou art making me late for the Christmas party.

Loco:
Lo siento, senor Thor! Be right there!

[speaking to himself]

Yes, of course…Christmas! If I can rule over Christmas, Earth will certainly respect me as their supreme jefe!

But how will I get to earth?

I know. I will take a piece of this enchanted obsidian and build a portal. Yes, this should work. I will just take my diamond pickax and mine a piece.

[mines the obsidian.]

Maybe one more piece for good measure.

[mines again]

There, this should do. I will just place it in my backpack. Oh, this enchanted obsidian is muy heavy. [heaving, places obsidian in his pack]. There we go.

THOR:
Loco! My party! Please hasten!

Loco:
Si, I am on my way!
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[end scene]