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Miss Electricity s commissiond nd producd b l Jo P-hous for thir 2009 POP Tour, hich trvs to r schoos, pr-forming for studnts in grds 2-6.
Th sho rn pproximt 45 minuts, nd s prformd b cst of 4 (2 Fm, 2 M) ctors in thir t tns nd 20s; th pcn b xpndd up to cst of 8 (4 Fm, 4 M).
Th scnr s vr simp, nd trvd ith th ctors in vn.Thr s sound for th production (but no ighting), nd prfor-mncs r in rng of spcs, from uditoriums to cftris.Th p s so prformd t l Jo Phous, for th gnrpubic.
whi it is not music, Miss Electricity cn incud momnts ofmusic nd dnc, s indictd t sctd points in th script.
(After an opening dance number with all four performers, MOM calls out…)
MOM. Viooooo-t!
( NaRRaTOR enters, out of breath, and talks directly to the audi-ence. As he counts down, he holds up his ngers: one, two, three.)
NARRATOR. Giv m thr sconds… and I’ xpin everything.
No, I’m not Viot. Do I look ik viot? a viot is kind of pur-p or, but this Viot is kid, just ik ou nd ou nd ou—nd’r iting for hr to k up so tht cn bgin.
MOM. Viot, ou nd to gt up now!
NARRATOR. evr sing d, Viot’s mom hs to c hr nm tomk sur sh’s out of bd. and bfor ou sk: wh dosn’t Viotgt n rm cock? lt m t ou, sh does hv on!
(We hear an alarm clock ringing. MOM explains to the audience.)MOM. Hr rm cock gos off vr sing morning, but Viotdosn’t hr it, bcus sh hs highly irregular of sping—
NARRATOR. with pio undr on r, nd th othr pio ontop of th othr r… S?
(We see VIOleT, sleeping with her pillows, while MOM is get-ting ready for work.)
MOM. Viot, r ou out of bd t?NARRATOR. Not t!
(The NaRRaTOR and MOM explain to the audience.)
NARRATOR. Viot nvr ks up unti th vr st scond.
MOM. But if sh dosn’t gt up this second, sh is going to b—
VIOLET. lt!
( VIOleT suddenly opens her eyes and sits straight up.)MOM. VIOleT!
( VIOleT pulls on the end of a string that goes right out of herwindow.)
NARRATOR. evr morning Viot pus on that string, hich gosout hr bdroom indo, nd through th ir—itt birdis ik tosit on th string nd sing thir morning song…
(Tweet, tweet.)
NARRATOR. Tht string gos right into th indo of th housnxt door, nd conncts to… S?
(Ring, ring. We see the string attached to a ringing bell in Freddy’sbedroom.)
VIOLET. without m, Frdd oud never gt up.
NARRATOR. But r Frdd hs rd bn up for 45 minuts.
FREDDY. actu, 45 minuts nd 20 sconds—21, 22, 23…
NARRATOR. Frdd iks to gt up r nd x his bd nd sit ontop of it nd read.
FREDDY. I’m rding bout Grk mthoog. Th gnds of th
gods! lik Zus, ho rus from Mount Ompus nd thros donightning bots. and athn, th Goddss of wisdom. Th’r strongnd smrt nd porfu, nd I cn rd bout thm in—
NARRATOR. Frdd hs a lot of books. H’s kind of nrd.
FREDDY. actu, I prfr “bookorm.”
NARRATOR. H’s ivd right nxt door to Viot for his ho n-tir if, nd vr sing d th k to schoo togthr.
FREDDY. and on th , nd this!( FReDDy puts another book into his backpack, and heads off.)
NARRATOR. No in this fmi, thr r to pop, Viot ndhr mom. and Viot’s mom hs ot sh hs to do.
MOM. you cn s tht gin.
NARRATOR. Viot’s mom hs a lot to do. and sh dosn’t ik b-ing t for ork, nd sh dosn’t undrstnd h Viot cn’t just
do ht sh’s supposd to.( VIOleT enters, getting ready for school.)
MOM. No, it’s not—tod is ik vr othr d. I nd to gt toork, nd you nd to—
VIOLET. Brk ord rcord!
MOM. a ord rcord for what?
VIOLET. I’m not xct sur t.
MOM. Sping through our rm cock? Fiing our gogrphtst?
VIOLET. But—
MOM. wht’s th cpit of North Dkot?
VIOLET. Mb I don’t kno tht on, but—
MOM. Bismrck. Bismrck, North Dkot. your tst on stt cpi-ts is tomorrow. you shoudn’t b drming bout ord rcords,ou shoud b studing for our tst!
VIOLET. But onc I brk ord rcord, it on’t mttr if I knom stt cpits. I on’t hv to tk tsts—I on’t vn hv to go
to schoo. I’ b fmous nd importnt—vron i kno hospci I m!
MOM. Viot, ou’r not going to brk ord rcord on th toschoo, nd our tchr Mrs. wdo hd bttr not hv to c mbcus ou’r not ping ttntion in css. Right no I nd to gtto ork, nd ou nd to mk it through th fth grd. So cn’tou just b Viot in th fth grd?
VIOLET. I’m tring, Mom. But fth grd is hrd.
NARRATOR. It r is—nd not just bcus of hr gogrphtst. But Mom didn’t xct hr tht.
MOM. wh don’t ou gt our frind Frdd to hp ou? Frdds gts a’s.
NARRATOR. No, Frdd just binkd. It s supposd to b ink, but h cn’t cos on ithout th othr on cosing too…
MOM. and Viot, don’t forgt I’m cooking dinnr tonight—’rgoing to t m, th to of us, sitting togthr t th tb, ik norm fmi—so please b hr on tim, OK?
NARRATOR. Viot didn’t xct hr tht bout dinnr…
MOM. No I’m t, t, t!!!
NARRATOR. But ’ d ith that tr.
( MOM rushes off, and NaRRaTOR follows, running to catch up.)
*
( VIOleT and FReDDy are on their way to school.)
VIOLET. I don’t cr ht m mom ss.
FREDDY. But sh’s our mom.
VIOLET. Tod is spci.
FREDDY. Ho do ou kno?VIOLET. Frdd, ssistnts nvr sk how, th nvr sk why—th just mk it hppn. But in cs ou really nt to kno, I’ t ou,hn I ok up this morning, I just kn: Tod is going to b thd tht I brk ord rcord.
FREDDY. This morning I rd bout th gnds of th Grk gods!
VIOLET. I don’t nt to read bout gods, I nt to be on, Frdd. a
goddss. Or supr hro. Or rock str— qun b. Coptr! Or ninj. Or th world’s greatest…
FREDDY. Somthing!
(They have a break-out dance moment, where VIOleT gets to be fabulous.)
( FReDDy opens up the Guinnss word Rcords book, hold-ing it out to VIOleT, who closes her eyes and points to a page.FReDDy reads where her nger landed.)
FREDDY. Hvist wight Dngd from Sod Sord: Mt-th Hnsh of austri sod 15.9 inch-ong sord, ndthn ttchd to its hnd sck of pottos ighing 44 pounds,nd hd it for ve sconds.
VIOLET. I cn bt tht!
FREDDY. OK nd is 16-inch sord for ou to so, ndthn ’ ttch sck of pottos ighing 45 pounds, nd thn
ou’ hod it for t st six sconds—VIOLET. Mb shoud tr nothr on—just so I cn prcticm sord soing.
( FReDDy opens the book and VIOleT closes her eyes and picksagain.)
FREDDY. “longst Hir: Th ord’s ongst documntd hir b-ongs to Xi Qiuping of Chin, t 18 ft 5.54 inchs”
VIOLET. No tim to gro m hir!( FReDDy ips the next page and continues to read.)
FREDDY. loudst Burp! “Th ord’s oudst burp, msurd from distnc of 8 ft 2 inchs, rd 104.9 dcibs—”
VIOLET. Tht’s gross Frdd.
FREDDY. Furthst eb Poppr? “Kim Goodmn of th UnitdStts cn pop hr bs .47 inchs bond hr sockts—”
VIOLET. Ho fr is this?
( VIOleT tries to pop her eyeballs. FReDDy measures with a ruler.)
FREDDY. Not fr nough, Vi.
VIOLET. Com on, nd ord rcord tht I cn bt today.
FREDDY. longst Bckrds Motorcc Rid? Biggst CrtoonStrip? lrgst Sb of Fudg? Grtst Distnc wkd ith MikBott Bncd on th Hd—
VIOLET. wit—mb I cn do tht. Rd on, assistnt!
FREDDY. “Th grtst distnc kd b prson continuousbncing mik bott on th hd is 80.96 mis b ashrit Fur-mn of N york. It took him 23 hours 35 minuts to compt thk. as ashrit is strict vgtrin, h usd so mik rthr thndir mik…”
VIOLET. “ashrit Furmn s born in Brookn. as tn, h s mjor gk nd bd t sports, but h tr cm cross th spiritutchings of his guru, nd r-nmd himsf ashrit (h s origi-n cd Kith).”
FREDDY. “ashrit hs brokn th most Guinnss word Rcords ofn individu! H hods 14 rcords, incuding:
VIOLET. Most Hop-Scotch Gms in 24 Hours: 434!
FREDDY. Most Rop Jumps in 24 Hours: 130,000!
VIOLET. “Undr th instruction of his guru, ashrit ss h cnovrcom th phsic pin nd mnt nguish of his tsting rcordttmpts.”
FREDDY. Ho Zus.
VIOLET. ashrit is mzing! I don’t nt to beat him—I nt to be just like him.
FREDDY. Be ik ashrit, Vi.
VIOLET. I will, Frdd. OK t’s pick, on st tim…( VIOleT does an elaborate physical gesture, closes her eyes and
picks. FReDDy reads.)
FREDDY. “longst Durtion Bncing on On Foot.”
VIOLET. I cn do tht!
FREDDY. “Th ongst rcordd durtion for bncing on on footis 76 hr 40 min b arunnthm Sursh Jochim of Sri lnk…”
you can do tht!( VIOleT balances on one foot, contorting her body and wavingher arms as needed.)
VIOLET. I’m brking ord’s rcord right now—s? Frdd, timm!
VIOLET. OK, ou’r right, assistnt. I i brk this ord rcord,nd hn vron rds bout m in Guinnss, th’ know thtI’m no ordinr Viot in th fth grd.
FREDDY. OK, but no ’r late, nd I don’t nt to miss mi-iscond of Mrs. wdo’s css.
VIOLET. I ht gogrph.
FREDDY. wht’s th cpit of Msschustts? Boston! wht’s thcpit of Txs? austin!
( FReDDy practically dances off, in his excitement over geography.)
VIOLET. Coud this d gt any ors?!
NARRATOR. and th nsr is: ys, it coud. Much ors. But b-for ou sk m ho much ors, I’ t ou. In Mrs. wdo’s css,hi Viot s thinking bout ashrit nd th ord rcordsh’s brokn, Mrs. wdo suddn cd on hr:
MRS. WALDO. Viot, ht is th cpit of Michign?
VIOLET. whr?
FREDDY. lnsing!( FReDDy whispers this, as MRS. walDO gives him a stern look.)
MRS. WALDO. Violet, ho bout th cpit of California?
VIOLET. los angs?
BILLY. Gotch!
MRS. WALDO. evn Bi knos th nsr is—
BILLY. Scrmnto!NARRATOR. Nxt, Viot hd gm css. Hv ou vr pdsoccr hi bncing on on foot? It’s not s. espci hnth b is coming RIGHT aT yOU!
(A look of panic on VIOleT’s face, as she stands there on one foot.)
MRS. WALDO. Viot did mng to kick it…
FREDDY. Go, Vi!!
MRS. WALDO. But sh also f on hr p-toodle doing it!
( MRS. walDO turns around and points to her butt. She becomesCONNIe.)
VIOLET. Ho? I don’t kno n of m stt cpits, I hv sp-ghtti suc on m butt, nd vn m tchrs hv strtd cingm Cbbg, or Turnip, or Prsnip—vgtbs tht I don’t vn t.and tomorro m Mom is going to k m up ik vr oth-r d, nd I’ hv to go to schoo nd istn to Bi nd Conniughing t m ovr gin. Ho coud it b ors?
(The sound of thunder. Rain begins to pour down.)
VIOLET. Rin! Tht’s ho.
FREDDY. Mb it’s just sprink.
VIOLET. I’m gtting sokd!
FREDDY. Mb it’ sh off th spghtti suc, if ou do this…?
(As FReDDy demonstrates raising his butt and shaking it around
to get rained on, VIOleT raises her sts and yells this to the uni-verse. The rumble of thunder.)
VIOLET. This is very bd d! No, this is th worst d vr!!! Doou hr m, univrs?!? This d—
(Suddenly, there is a bright ash and a terrible noise. VIOleT falls to the ground.)
FREDDY. Vi!!!!!!! ar ou OK!?! Viot, s somthing!! Ps k
up—ps—ou cn hv of m books. I’ b th bst ssistntvr, I promis, I i!!!
(After a terrifying moment, she suddenly sits straight up, like wak-ing up in the morning.)
VIOLET. lt! wit—ht hppnd?
FREDDY. you r struck b ightning!
VIOLET. wo. Tht’s nvr hppnd to m bfor.
FREDDY. and it nvr i gin. lightning never striks th smpc tic. ar ou OK?
VIOLET. I f…electric.
FREDDY. Com on, nd gt ou insid.
VIOLET. No, it—it’s ik thr r circuits running through mntir bod, from m rs to m bos to m big tos, nd electric
( VIOleT stays right where she is and raises her hands to the sky.There is another bright ash and an even more terrible noise. She
falls to the ground again, out cold.)
FREDDY. Vi!!!!!!!
VIOLET. wo. Did it just hppn gin?
FREDDY. Ho Zus! you r struck b ightning twice.
VIOLET. But ou sid tht ightning nvr striks th sm pctic.
FREDDY. But—it dosn’t!!! Or it nvr hs bfor. I coud chck v-r rcord book, but—
VIOLET. Frdd, do ou kno ht this mns?
FREDDY. w really nd to gt ou insid…
VIOLET. Tod is very spci d.
FREDDY. I don’t cr bout th day—I cr bout—r ou OK?
VIOLET. I’m not just OK—ightning struck m twice, nd no I’mspci—I’m…ctric!
FREDDY. Ps, not gin—
( VIOleT raises her arms for a third time, which makes FReDDy very worried. But then the streetlight suddenly goes on at thatexact moment.)
VIOLET. H, did ou s tht? Th strtight turnd on, righthn I—
FREDDY. actu, strtights s go on hn it’s drk ndrin out.
VIOLET. But mb it nt on bcus of me—bcus it’s ctric—nd I’m ctric.
FREDDY. wht r ou sing, Vi?
VIOLET. Mb I contro ctricit no. and of th ctricitin th ord istns to me!
FREDDY. OK, but sti nd to gt ou out of this rin, nd bringou hom—
VIOLET. No , Frdd! lt th rin pour don—I love th rin!and th thundr, nd— lightning! I kn tod s spci, ndthis is h: lightning, Frdd. ectricit!!! No tim to go homno. Com on—t’s s ht I cn do!!!
NARRATOR. No, of ou out thr: you nd ou nd ou ndou…
MOM. I bt ou hv moms or dds or grndms or grndps—
NARRATOR. Or sistrs or brothrs—
MOM. Mb pt turt—
NARRATOR. Or spci tchr?
MOM. Someone ho oud orr if ou r struck b ightning.NARRATOR. Somon ho might s: wht r ou doing out-sid, in th midd of ightning storm, in th midd of d,stnding thr, ik this?
MOM. Somon ho, ftr ou’v bing struck b ightning—
NARRATOR. Twice.
MOM. Might s somthing ik: Oh, thnk goodnss, ou’r iv…
NARRATOR. No go to our room right this scond!!!
MOM. Bcus hn Viot didn’t com hom for dinnr—ftr Iorkd d, nd nt to th grocr stor, nd cookd dinnr—nd I don’t mn microv—nd put it on pts, nd st don tth tb, alone, nd itd nd itd—
NARRATOR. Sh s md.
MOM. at rst I s ngr ith hr, nd I ntd to opn m mouth
nd —NARRATOR. Viooooo-t!
MOM. But thn hn Viot nally cm hom nd tod m hthppnd…
NARRATOR. Sh opnd hr mouth nd d—
MOM. Frd-d!!!
FREDDY. M? wht did I do?MOM. I tod ou: Mk sur sh’s OK, nd ou blinked, ik ouhrd m.
FREDDY. Tht s for th k to schoo, nd this hppnd after schoo—
VIOLET. H’s on m ssistnt—h dosn’t contro ightning.
VIOLET. But it mns I’m spci, Mom.MOM. No, it mns ou nd to go to our room, nd gt into tobd, nd st our rm cock to k up vr, vr r nd studour stt cpits.
VIOLET. But I hv spci pors no—
FREDDY. Sh dos!
MOM. I don’t cr bout spci pors—
VIOLET. I md th ight go out!
MOM. But ho is tht going to hp ou pss th fth grd?
VIOLET. But—
MOM. wht’s th cpit of Hii?
VIOLET. I don’t kno, but—
FREDDY. actu, it’s Honouu.
MOM. Honouu, Viot. Honouu. Thr r 50 stts, nd ou ndto rn of thir cpits for our gogrph tst. and hn I’mcooking dinnr, ou nd to com hom on tim, so cn sit dont th tb nd t dinnr togthr ik norm fmi. and hnou gt struck b ightning, ou nd to go to our room nd—
VIOLET. No, I don’t, Mom! Mb Viot, in th fth grd, nds todo thos things. But for our informtion, I m no ongr nmdftr tht or. From no on, m nm is Miss Electricity.
MOM. wht bout Viot, in th fth grd?
VIOLET. wh oud non cr bout hr? Sh’s nvr don n-thing spci.
MOM. But, Viot—
VIOLET. Miss ectricit is m nm—controing por is mgm. and onc vron knos ht I cn do, I’m going to b vn better thn ashrit.
MOM. Who?
VIOLET. I’ b so spci tht th tsts in th ho ntir fthgrd on’t mttr nmor. Not on sing prson t schoo, in thiston, in th ho univrs i ugh t m. evron, from hr toMount Ompus, i nt to b m frind! Com on, Frdd. Missectricit nds hr ssistnt. It’s tim to gt electric! ZaP!!!
( VIOleT struts off, followed by FReDDy. MOM shakes herhead, and then becomes CONNIe, as BIlly enters carrying hisboom box radio, blasting loud music.)
CONNIE. H. you cn’t p our music so oud!
BILLY. wht?!
CONNIE. Turn th music D-O-w-N!
BILLY. I cn’t hr ou!
CONNIE. I SaID—
( BIlly turns off his radio, so CONNIe is yelling unnecessarily.)
CONNIE. Turn it off!!
BILLY. H, Miss Boss, I’m th on on ho dcids hn to turnm music on or off.
CONNIE. Not if I’m th boss.
BILLY. who sid ou coud b th boss?
( FReDDy enters.)
CONNIE. you cn’t s ht can’t be. ask egg Hd, h knos v-rthing.
BILLY. Tht’s h I’m coping off his tst tod.
CONNIE. Tht’s chting. you cn’t—
( FReDDy reads from index cards, with great excitement.)
FREDDY. “Dr fo cssmts in th fth-grd univrs! Hvou vr skd oursf: wht if I coud contro th most porfu
forc in th ntur ord?”BILLY. Burping?
FREDDY. “ectricit!”
CONNIE. H, hr’s Cbbg this morning?
FREDDY. Viot—I mn—somon vr special i b rriving in3.5 sconds, but rst I nd to: “Is thr non in th univrs, homight so go to our schoo, nd b in our css, ho s so
struck b ightning—tic?”
BILLY. Gt crcking, egg Hd—
CONNIE. Th b’s going to ring.
FREDDY. “I prsnt to ou: Th on-nd-on, in th ntir uni-vrs, tot ctrid…”
( VIOleT enters in a ourish of music. She’s now in her fabulous Miss Electricity outt.)
VIOLET. Miss ectricit!
BILLY & CONNIE. So?
FREDDY. So—
VIOLET. Th por in ight bubs, in tvisions, in tostrs—thpor in computrs nd robots nd ctric toothbrushs—if it tks bttr, if ou pug it in—circuits, mps, tts—nthing, every-thing. a ctric por istns to me. ZaP!!!
FREDDY. light bubs, tvisions, tostrs…( CONNIe and BIlly can’t help but be curious.)
CONNIE. Computrs, robots, nd ctric toothbrushs?
BILLY. If it tks bttr, if ou pug it in…
FREDDY. Circuits, mps, tts!!
VIOLET. anthing, everything ctric—I cn t it on or off—any tim I nt! ZaP!!!
CONNIE. you cn’t do tht! wit. Cn ou…?
VIOLET. wr you vr struck b ightning—
FREDDY. Tic?
VIOLET. ZaP-ZaP!!!
CONNIE. Prov it.
BILLY. yh, t’s s ou contro somthing ctric. lik this.
( BIlly drops his boom box radio into FReDDy’s hands.)
BILLY. I’m th on on ho dcids hn to turn m music on oroff. S this button hr? whn I prss this, it gos—
VIOLET. Off.
BILLY. On.
VIOLET. Off.
BILLY. On!
VIOLET. Off!
BILLY. Rd nd: On! wit. On. I said: ON!!
( BIlly presses the radio’s on switch, again and again, but nothinghappens.)
(She raises her hands. BIlly and CONNIe look towards school.)
CONNIE. Nothing hppnd.
VIOLET. Tht s just prctic. Rd? OFF!( VIOleT tries again, this time gesturing even more grandly.)
BILLY. ar ou really Miss ectricit?
VIOLET. ys, I’m—
CONNIE. Thn zap it!
VIOLET. ectric por in Mrs. wdo’s cssroom, in th hontir schoo, th ho ntir univrs—ou hv to istn to me,Miss ectricit, right no, nd ZaP: Off, off, off, off, off, off, OFF!!!
( VIOleT throws herself into it, with every last bit of herself. Shecollapses.)
CONNIE. Nothing hppnd. N-a-D-a.
BILLY. I kn ou r r just Cbbg.
CONNIE. you md us t for our gogrph tst, I’m ting Mrs.wdo!
BILLY. Ho m I supposd to cop off of egg Hd’s tst, hn you tod him to zp-off?
VIOLET. Frdd?
( VIOleT looks around, hoping against hope he might be there.)
CONNIE. you’ nvr b coo, Miss Nothing.
( CONNIe and BIlly exit, leaving VIOleT all alone. She looks
around, and there’s nobody there. She calls out to the entire uni-verse.)
VIOLET. But—I s Miss ectricit. I s spci. wht hppndto m ctric pors? Zp? ZaP?!? I nt m pors bck!
( VIOleT looks to the sky and raises her sts.)
VIOLET. Giv m m pors bck!!!
Part Four: Violet Searches for Answers
( NaRRaTOR lls us in, as VIOleT takes off running.)
NARRATOR. OK, I kno ou’r ondring: wht did Viot do then? lt m t ou, sh rn nd rn nd rn nd rn—unti shrchd th sm xct pc hr sh s struck b ightning
tic, nd sh stood in th burnt grss nd sh thought of hr frindFrdd.
and s, I did just c Frdd hr friend, bcus vn though Viotcs him Assistant nd bosss him round: Ho mn of ou thinktht Frdd is really hr frind?
( NaRRaTOR raises his arm high.)
Com on t’s s thos hnds!!! Tht’s right: ou, nd ou, ndou… I thought so.
VIOLET. Zus! Frdd sid tht Zeus s th Grk god ho con-trod ightning. Didn’t h?
NARRATOR. with hr imgintion—hr vr on spci ndporfu imgintion—Viot s Mount Ompus, mgic pc,toring bov th mort univrs. Sh imgind: Zus, rur ofth ntir pnthon, stnding on th vr top of Ompus, rd tothro don his ightning bots…
( NaRRaTOR exits and transforms to ZeUS.)
VIOLET. listn, Zus, I nt nsrs! whn ightning striks
tic, tht has to mn somthing, ik I’m spci nd contro c-tricit, so hr r m pors no?!?
( NaRRaTOR walks across the stage as a very important and pre-occupied ZeUS.)
ZEUS. But really, Zus s istning to his iPod nd snding txt,nd ting brkfst burrito, t th sm tim, so h didn’t vncr tht Viot s ing…
(He exits, leaving VIOleT all alone on stage.)
VIOLET. Zus!!! Cn’t ou hr m? Isn’t thr non in this uni-vrs ho cn hr m!?! Dosn’t non cr?
( aTHeNa enters, looking goddess-like.)
ATHENA. Zus is unvib t th momnt.
VIOLET. Cn I v him mssg?
ATHENA. wht do I ook ik, his ssistnt? I’m athn, Goddss
of wisdom.VIOLET. a goddess. wo. I ik th sound of tht.
ATHENA. So do I. Th cit of athns s nmd ftr m, thPrthnon is m tmp, nd I m Zus’s fvorit chid. and this isMount Ompus. Ho do ou ik it?
ATHENA. It tks vr spci prson to mk it up to MountOmpus.
VIOLET. w, I’m Miss—I mn, m nm is Viot, nd I’m hr totk power ith Zus.
ATHENA. M fthr Zus might thro th ightning bots, but Isprung fu formd from his hd, nd trust me, I kno thing orto h dosn’t.
VIOLET. Do ou kno h m pors dispprd? Bcus tht’snot fir, I s struck b ightning twice nd ctricit istnd to me!
ATHENA. Viot, th univrs dosn’t ork tht . you cn’t just
ris our rms or snp our ngrs nd xpct forcs of ntur—or people ithr—to do just ht ou t thm—
VIOLET. But—
ATHENA. You hv to istn too. and to pss our gogrph tst,ou hv to learn our stt cpits. and Viot, tht tim outhought ou r controing ctricit? actu, ou rn’t. Thts Frdd.
VIOLET. But th ights—nd th rdio—nd th schoo b—ATHENA. Trust m, Frdd turnd off th kitchn ight sitch.and Frdd took th bttris out of Bi’s rdio. and Frdd stiming th schoo b—
VIOLET. wh oud h do tht?
ATHENA. H kn ho much it mnt to ou, to think ou rspci.
VIOLET. But I’m not spci, thn, if I didn’t hv n pors!ATHENA. But Frdd knows ho spci ou r, just bing ou.
VIOLET. But hn I s Miss ectricit, I s—Miss ectricit!
ATHENA. But hn ou’r Viot, in th fth grd, ou’r his friend.
