Moon! Moon! - Scene 2
INT. BEANS’ HOUSE - DAY
The two are sat round the kitchen table over strawberry rhubarb pancakes. Cauliflour nurses his coffee and Beans a cup of tea. Beans’ house is an organized explosion. There are picture frames and clocks almost from floor to ceiling against grandma-y wallpaper. Glass cupboards filled to the brim with ceramics, cat toys on the floor. It’s so him.
Cauliflour picks away at his pancakes, not terribly hungry.
BEANS
What’s on the agenda for today, Cauliflour?
CAULIFLOUR (shrugging)
Someone must want something from me. I’m not sure yet.
BEANS
It looks like a nice day to be on the water! Why don’t you take the boat out?
CAULIFLOUR
Good idea. I love shirking my responsibilities. What about you? What’re you gonna do today?
BEANS
Well, after this I gotta go help Pumpkin, something’s up with her soil. Then I’m delivering seeds to Fig and a couple jars of berries to Rhubarb. I’ve got my bookclub, and then I should probably do some weeding. But after that I’m free all night!
As he lists these things, agendas, to-do lists, and photos fill the frame behind his head, very organized.
CAULIFLOUR
I have no idea how you do that. I feel ill thinking about talking to all those people.
BEANS
I do too. But I guess it’s exposure therapy? The more I talk to people, the less nervous I get… I think.
A girl with mulberry hair pops her head in the door, a bag slung over her shoulder.
TURNIP
Hi boys! Am I too late for pancakes?
The boys turn their heads, surprised to see her.
BEANS
Turnip! You’re back!
Turnip lets herself into the kitchen.
TURNIP
My brother had to cut the visit short, so I came back home. Turns out if you walk really fast all night, you can make it back from the other side of the Woods in like 8 hours!
Beans makes her a plate of pancakes as she leans against a kitchen chair.
CAULIFLOUR
I’m sure it doesn’t help when your legs are so short.
TURNIP
Hey!!!
She smacks him and he laughs.
CAULIFLOUR
I’ve been watching your garden for you. No casualties, but your mailbox is full. Everybody wants a piece of you.
TURNIP
Oh boy. I should probably take care of that at some point.
She takes her plate of pancakes from Beans.
TURNIP
Thanks for breakfast, Beans. Anyways, I think I’m gonna go take the most insane nap of my life. Let’s hang out later.
She leaves, and Beans notices the clock.
BEANS
Oh dear, is that the time? I’ve got to be getting to Pumpkin’s like, five minutes ago or I won’t be fashionably early.
He gets up and slings a work bag across his chest. He leans down to kiss Cauliflour on his flurry out the door.
BEANS (cont.)
Bye, love. Try to have a good day.
Cauliflour smiles half-heartedly as both his friends leave him alone at the kitchen table. That’s alright. He’s got plenty to do, and a whole bunch of nothing. He gives a moody sigh and watches Ned paw at a pancake from the kitchen chair.