Notes: This script is okay for monetization. Can be used on Patreon, just let me know if you do. If you use it, please give credit. You can change pronouns if preferred but otherwise please don't edit the script. My scripts are meant for adult audiences and all characters are 18 . For clarification on the format of the script, any place that says (Pause) is a place for the Listener's response. Anything in \asterisks and italics** isn't meant to be read aloud, it's there to either hint at the tone or provide context that might help the script make more sense.

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Summary: Listener is an artist whose art is being displayed at a local museum. When they go up to the museum after hours to see their art on display, they find that their prized statue - Narrator - is sentient and in love with them.

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Word Count: Approximately 1,181 words (Not including any actions or cues left in asterisks and italics)

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Writer’s Notes: I'm not gonna lie, I don't like how this script turned out. When I first had this idea, I absolutely loved it, but it felt off every time I tried to work on it. But I've been working on it for about a month - probably longer - and I'm gonna have to call it done. I've done too much work to just delete it and I really liked the idea, so I'm just gonna post it and maybe I'll come back someday and redo it. Hopefully, by posting this, I'll truly banish the writer's block once a for all.

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Also, If you want, you may feel free to change out any words like "beautiful" for any synonyms you may prefer, such as "handsome," "attractive," etc.

Script Below:

\Listener and the Museum Curator walk into one of the large, open rooms in the museum where Listener’s art is being displayed. As Listener looks around the room, the Museum Curator talks to them.”*

“As you can see, all of your art has arrived in perfect condition and will be displayed in this room, with your statue at the center as the focal point. Since not all of your paintings fit in here, some will be displayed in the room next to this one, if you’d like to look in there after you’re finished here. We figured that, since you’re a local artist and are here in time for it, we would take the opportunity to let you walk through the exhibit before it’s opened to the public.”

\Listener thanks the Museum Curator as they look around the room, excited at having their art exhibited at the museum they’ve enjoyed visiting for many years. They ask if they can look around for a while.**

“Of course. Feel free to take as much time as you’d like to look around. The doors will be locking soon, but there’s security guards throughout the building, and there will be someone at the front desk that can let you out whenever you’re done, though we ask that the latest you stay is until the last call. You don’t need to let me know before you leave, since I might be done before you leave. But I’m sure I’ll be seeing you around more, if tonight goes well.”

(Pause)

\Mysterious** “Hm? Oh, no, I didn’t mean anything by it. I just hope that you enjoy your experience tonight and decide to work with us more in the future. But for now, I must be going. I’ve got some work I need to finish in my office before I leave, but in case I don’t see you on my way out, have a good night.”

\The sound of the Museum Curator’s shoes echoes off the walls before disappearing, leaving Listener in the silence of the museum. The silence lasts for a good while as Listener begins to walk around, looking at their art on display. After a few seconds, a grand clock chimes, announcing the top of a new hour. Another pause of silence, shorter this time, before someone new slowly walks towards Listener.**

\Curious, hopeful** “Creator…? Creator, is that you?”

\Confused, Listener turns around and is immediately shocked to see one of their statues - Narrator - is walking towards them. When they see Listener, their excitement grows.**

“It is you! Oh, Creator, it feels like it’s been years since I’ve last seen you!”

(Pause)

\Confused, still happy** “What do you mean 'who am I?’ You’re the one who made me! I’m the statue you made - I’m your creation.”

\Mind still reeling, Listener doesn’t know how to respond. Narrator laughs, slightly sheepish.**

“Sorry, I’m forgetting myself. This must be very strange for you, right?”

(Pause)

“Um. You’re not saying anything, so I assume that must mean that yes, it is strange.”

\Narrator chuckles again, beginning to feel a bit awkward as Listener continues to stare at them.**

“Sorry, I’m so used to hearing you talk that it’s a bit odd to see you so… speechless. When you were working on me, you used to talk to yourself all the time. Sometimes, you even spoke to me, as if you wanted to have a real conversation with me. I always wanted to respond, to let you know that I was listening and that I was there for you, but I never could.”

“But then I arrived here, at this museum, and my greatest dreams came true! Now I can move the same as you, and speak in the same tongue you do!”

\Baffled, Listener asks how that’s possible.**

“I’m not sure the exact means which make it possible, but the other statues have told me that there is another side to this museum. They’ve told me it is full of older artifacts, pieces of artwork from throughout history, and among those is an artifact with some sort of magic woven into it. From what I understand, it is this magic that allows us to gain a life similar to your own, though it is limited to certain hours. Specifically, to the hours where the sun is gone from the sky.”

\Slightly sad** “But, despite my dreams coming true, I was missing the one reason I had such dreams in the first place. I had been separated from you, from my dearest Creator. I had been taken from my home in your workshop and brought to a place I’d never seen before. I was alone, and it… It scared me.”

\Hurt, sad** “Creator, why did you send me away?"

(Pause)

"But you did… You sent me here, so far from you. Why, Creator? Are you displeased with me?"

\Listener explains that they sent Narrator to be displayed at the museum because they were proud of Narrator and wanted to show them to the world.**

\Hopeful** “Really? You were so proud of me that you wanted to share me with the world? You truly mean that?”

(Pause)

\Bashful** “You find me beautiful?”

(Pause)

“Oh, Creator! I don’t know what to say! I’m so flattered that you think so highly of me. Though all the credit is owed to you; your mind and hands were what made me, and any beauty I possess is due to your craftsmanship.”

\Listener responds that they may have made Narrator, but Narrator’s personality is their own.**

“My personality? I suppose you’re right in that you didn’t create my personality, but what does that have to do with my beauty”

(Pause)

\Flustered** “Oh! You think that my personality is beautiful? That’s…”

\Narrator laughs bashfully.**

“Thank you, Creator. You have a beautiful personality, yourself. It’s what first sparked my affections towards you, though it was your mind and heart that caused my feelings to grow into the adoring flame that engulfs me.”

(Pause)

“Yes, Creator, I mean my words. I admire you greatly. I cherished every word and whisper I heard while you worked on me, and I would hear your voice even when you had gone for the night. Having your focus, your attention, made me feel dizzy in the most delightful of ways, and your every touch was what I imagined heaven to be. From when you were actually carving my form to when you would simply brush a hand over my cheek, being so close to you enchanted me. You still have me captured by merely being near me. Even now, I feel like we are trapped in a spell and if I were to only say the wrong thing, this illusion would shatter, and my heart along with it.”

“In short, I love you.”

(Pause)

\Elated** “Oh, Creator, I’m so happy to hear that! To hear that you feel the same way towards me is making my chest hurt so oddly, but in such a pleasant way. Is this what I’ve heard you describe as feeling your heart race?”

(Pause)

“It’s a strange feeling, but I think that I like it, actually. To know that I can feel what you feel brings me such joy. I want to know everything you feel and to feel it in the same way you do.”

(Pause)

“Everything? You’ll help me feel everything you feel?”

(Pause)

“Excellent! Then, if I may, I have a suggestion as to where I would like to begin.”

(Pause)

“Could you perhaps kiss me, so I might know what it feels like?”

\Listener leans in and kisses Narrator. They kiss a few times.**

“That feels… Creator, that felt amazing. You felt amazing. The way you kiss me so gently… Creator, it makes my heart hurt in that same lovely way. May I kiss you again?”

\Narrator and Listener kiss for a while longer.**

\Quiet, between kisses, feel free to improvise here** “I love you, Creator. I love you so much. You make me feel more alive than I thought was possible. You mean so much to me. I adore you.”

\Listener and Narrator continue to kiss until an announcement comes over the overhead system, announcing, ‘This is the last call for all guests to leave the building. Please make your way to the front of the building.’ This can be either a robotic announcement or from the Museum Curator.**

\Disappointed** “Oh. I suppose that means that you must be leaving.”

(Pause)

“Promise you’ll visit me tomorrow night? Just so I might see you again, even if only for a few minutes?”

\Listener agrees that they will, and they kiss a few more times.**

“Then I look forward to tomorrow, my beloved Creator. I can hardly wait to see you again, but I suppose that I’ll have to. In the meantime, I think I’ll explore the museum a bit more. You said you've been visiting this facility for years, correct?"

(Short Pause)

"Then I'm going to find just as many reasons to love it as you have. Though I can already think of a good few."

\Narrator chuckles.**

"But before you leave, a final kiss to remember me by.”

\Narrator and Listener kiss one more time.**

"Goodbye for now, my beloved Creator. I'll look forward to the moment when I get to see you next."