On Creation

Cast:

Jesus: Casual clothes

Lucifer: Surfer Dude outfit

Jesus and Lucifer are still in heaven, as young kids. Lucifer is very anxious, wanting to go have fun. Jesus is polite, but committed to his work.

Jesus is sitting at a worktable with art supplies all over, a laptop to one side and a naked G.I. Joe to the other. Lucifer comes sauntering in....

Lucifer: Word! What up?

Jesus: I Am.

Lucifer: What'cha doin'?

Jesus: A project for Dad.

Lucifer: (Looking curiously at it) What is it?

Jesus: (Excited to show his project off) Preliminary sketches for humans - this is man.

Lucifer: (Wiping his nose) Looks like us.

Jesus: I like the design.

Lucifer: (Watching for a while, looks around. Gets bored, then taps a few keys on Jesus' laptop) Oh, dude. Sorry.

Jesus: (Smiles) That's OK. I save.

Lucifer: What's your Dad doin'?

Jesus: He's gonna make a new planet - that's why I'm making humans. That's where they'll stay.

Lucifer: (Already loosing interest) Yah, that's cool. Look, me, and about a third of the angels were gonna catch some surf in the Milky Way, Wanna come?

Jesus: Sure, when I'm done.

Lucifer: (Anxious) How long you gonna be?

Jesus: Not more than a week.

Lucifer: (Pause - realizing he's not going right away) Can I take Spirit?

Jesus: Sure, He likes to get out.

Lucifer: (About to leave looks at a beaker on the table - points at it) What's that stuff?

Jesus: Free Will.

Lucifer: (Wrinkles his nose) Gooey.

Jesus: It's a new design.

Lucifer: (Picks up another beaker off the table, picks in it) What's this?

Jesus: Common Sense.

Lucifer: Dude! Weren't you paying attention in chemistry? That stuff won't mix - it's too unstable!

Jesus: (Taking it and putting it back on the desk) Oh, I dunno - I think it'll surprise you.

Lucifer: (Watches Jesus work for a while - finally) That's cool.

Jesus: Thanks man.

Lucifer: (Pauses, looks around, checks his watch - finally) Hey, did your Dad just call for you? You'd better go see.

Jesus: Oh, hey thanks. I must have been too involved, later guy. (Gets up and leaves)

Lucifer: (Looks around, picks up Common Sense, and looks around one more time before spitting in it. Then sets it down and heads out whistling for Spirit as you would a dog) Come on Spirit, let's go.