Beatrice's drama
Beatrice was still mad, she felt so angry and hurt at what Vyella had said. She thought her and Norman were exclusive and anyway, she didn't believe in batbonking others while she was serious with one special person and that's what she thought she had in Norman. She was ready to fly into the batcave and tell him to stick the relationship, when she stopped herself. 'I need to calm down, I need to check out Norman's side of things, before I do anything' she thought. Beatrice stopped herself so fast in mid flight that she did a loop the loop, back flip and was about to do a nosedive into a pile of batpoo that had recently been cleared out of the batcave (there had been a film crew from some TV series in, filming the batcave and they had got so fed up wading around in piles of batdroppings and all of the insects that lived in it that they decided to shovel some of this out. This had upset the insect population, who had decided to make it their business to find as many ways to get down their trousers and up their noses as possible. Clive Cockroach had managed to get so far up one of the men's legs that he had run screaming out of the batcave, ripping his trousers off shouting "help I've got a cockroach crawling around my cra..... " and filming had to stop for the day while the film crew's nerves settled). Anyhow, Beatrice managed to skid to a halt, the right way up. 'What to do to calm down...hummm.. I know I will go and chat to Penelope pipistrell and ask her advice, she has been round the block a few times, she knows a bit about men and relationships' she thought to herself.
Penelope was busy writing a new play for the drama group she ran in the Batcave. Penelope and Bertram bat had set up the Pipistrell Players some years before. They both loved drama and music and for a time Penelope had taken cello lessons with Beatrice, before she decided that her real passion was acting. It was in Penelope's mind to put on the play for the BATFA awards (Bat Association for Theatre and Film Awards) due that year. The play was broadly based on her life as an actress and contained some of the more steamier moments of her life and she was in two minds as to how much detail she should include. Others' ideas of decency had got her into trouble before. She had once put on a production called 'Fetish Fancies and other explorations' which she thought was very tame and toned down, in comparison to what she had actually got up to. But they were the critics, and the sexually repressed kicked up a stink about a scene where behind a screen voices could be heard saying 'flick your batwing there ooohh do it a bit harder... oh now the ostrich feather....now the fruit ....what do you mean you haven't got any fruit, you're a bloody fruit bat aren't you, your whole bloody life revolves around the stuff....'. The audience weren't shown any real live batbonking, but nevertheless, the protestors camped outside with boards saying 'stop the plot, we don't want this rot, we are the moral minority and consider ourselves in the majority';and in the end she had to cut the scene to please them 'cause one of her sponsers got nervous with all the bad press and chickened out. While Penelope was struggling with her dilemma, Beatrice arrived. Penelope stopped and said "bloody hell Beatrice, what's up, I can feel your anger from here" (Penelope was very sensitive energetically and could feel others' emotional fields). There was a big crash from behind and before Beatrice could answer they both looked round to see Bertram looking very dazed and staggering about. One of the younger players in their acorn costume had been practising falling from one of the other players dressed up as a tree and misjudged the distance and landed on Bertram's head. "Some nut has bashed me on the nut and now my nuts hurt" he said (the tights he was wearing for the swashbuckling scene had split his difference in all the furore)as he stood there grabbling his head and his batnuts at the same time. Both Beatrice and Penelope started to laugh, it was just the kind of diversion they both needed, "oh come here Bertam, let me sort your nuts out" said Penelope.....
Penelope was busy writing a new play for the drama group she ran in the Batcave. Penelope and Bertram bat had set up the Pipistrell Players some years before. They both loved drama and music and for a time Penelope had taken cello lessons with Beatrice, before she decided that her real passion was acting. It was in Penelope's mind to put on the play for the BATFA awards (Bat Association for Theatre and Film Awards) due that year. The play was broadly based on her life as an actress and contained some of the more steamier moments of her life and she was in two minds as to how much detail she should include. Others' ideas of decency had got her into trouble before. She had once put on a production called 'Fetish Fancies and other explorations' which she thought was very tame and toned down, in comparison to what she had actually got up to. But they were the critics, and the sexually repressed kicked up a stink about a scene where behind a screen voices could be heard saying 'flick your batwing there ooohh do it a bit harder... oh now the ostrich feather....now the fruit ....what do you mean you haven't got any fruit, you're a bloody fruit bat aren't you, your whole bloody life revolves around the stuff....'. The audience weren't shown any real live batbonking, but nevertheless, the protestors camped outside with boards saying 'stop the plot, we don't want this rot, we are the moral minority and consider ourselves in the majority';and in the end she had to cut the scene to please them 'cause one of her sponsers got nervous with all the bad press and chickened out. While Penelope was struggling with her dilemma, Beatrice arrived. Penelope stopped and said "bloody hell Beatrice, what's up, I can feel your anger from here" (Penelope was very sensitive energetically and could feel others' emotional fields). There was a big crash from behind and before Beatrice could answer they both looked round to see Bertram looking very dazed and staggering about. One of the younger players in their acorn costume had been practising falling from one of the other players dressed up as a tree and misjudged the distance and landed on Bertram's head. "Some nut has bashed me on the nut and now my nuts hurt" he said (the tights he was wearing for the swashbuckling scene had split his difference in all the furore)as he stood there grabbling his head and his batnuts at the same time. Both Beatrice and Penelope started to laugh, it was just the kind of diversion they both needed, "oh come here Bertam, let me sort your nuts out" said Penelope.....




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