Pears and Batteries

Julie's new contest is a simple one-page scene of any genre including the words: Pear, Slay, and Thickening. Feel free to enter the contest any time before midnight Saturday (Jan. 23)!

Here's my submission based on something my brother thought up a while back...

INT. KITCHEN - DAY

TRAVIS, 24 and lanky, closes the refrigerator door and exhales audibly in frustration.

TRAVIS

Are you kidding me, Todd? You drank my beer again?

TODD, 26 and pot-bellied, pauses his videogame.

TODD

What beer?

TRAVIS

The beer I hid in the vegetable crisper. All that's left are pears and batteries.

TODD

I didn't drink 'em.

TRAVIS

Todd, we're the only ones here.

Todd is struck with an epiphany. He snaps his fingers.

TODD

Dude! Must've been the beer troll!

TRAVIS

The beer troll?

TODD

Yeah, he steals beer at night.

TRAVIS

(playing along)

Alright... I thought... you slayed the beer troll.

Todd, embarrassed, searches his head for another excuse.

TODD

Must've laid some eggs.

TRAVIS

Eggs, huh? The mythology's thickening.

TODD

Tell you what, I'll start setting up the trap. You go buy more beer for bait.