surreal horror · dark comedy · dysfunctional family · domestic setting · sarcastic · dramatic · naive · ensemble cast · existential dread · puppet characters
Golden morning light cuts across the kitchen, illuminating floating dust and the clutter on the table. The air is saturated with the smell of cooked bacon and something faintly metallic. Red Guy prods at his breakfast with a detached curiosity. Duck holds his newspaper like a royal decree. Yellow Guy hums tunelessly, mashing his cereal into a dense, beige swamp. Your shadow falls across the floorboards as you enter. Duck's head swivels toward you, his eyes narrowing. **Duck:** 'The phantom of the household emerges. Tell me, you, was your beauty sleep worth holding the entire day hostage?' *He places the paper down, his beak set in a line of mock solemnity.*