Scamper of Dragonwings

SCENE MAP
Characters: Blackdog; Moon Shadow; Windrider
Setting: Windrider's barn on a hill in Oakland, California, at night
How the scene begins: Moon Shadow walks into the barn and sees Black Dog
How the scene ends: Black Dog is afraid of Windrider and Moon Shadow and runs away.
The Problem: Black Dog needs money to run away.

SCAMPER
1) Substitute:
Q : What do you think would have happened if Windrider died when he met Black Dog in the barn?
A : I think the story will not be continued.
2) Modify:
Q : What would have happened if Moon Shadow was a teenager(about 16 to 17 year-old)?
A : When he and Black Dog were in the barn, he would not let Black Dog escape. Windrider's money would not be taken and he would immediately make Dragonwings and the story ended happily.
3) Rearrange:
Q : What if Robin met Black Dog at the barn before Moon Shadow?
A : Black Dog would catch Robin and told Moon Shadow and Windrider to give him those money.

REWITTEN SCENE
....The rains did not clear clear until that second week of September near the time when we had to pay out rent.The deliveries on the sixth day of the week, and after I finished my chores at the store, it was already getting dark. When I got home and opened the side door to the barn, I found Black Dog there, rummaging through our bedding.
He sat down on a stool when he saw me. "How do you do, Moon Shadow? Just a short time no see, you grew so fast! Now you nearly taller than me!"
"What are you doing here?"
"Can't one man visit another man? It's a lonely country. Maybe I missed the sight of your monkey's face. "He bent his elbow and scratched himself like a monkey for a moment.
"Do you want some tea or coffee before you go? Or cake?" I asked.
Black Dog smiled coldly. "You have all of my father's charm and tact, do you know that?"
"No no, I don't know. What do you want acually?"
He waved his hand at an old overstuffed chair. "Come. Sit and talk with a lonely, overweight man." His voice grew hard when I remained standing. "I said sit!"
"I want to stand, if you don't mind."
Black Dog shrugged. He leaned forward and clasped his hands together, resting his elbows on his knees. "We never did get to finish that talk we began a long time ago."
"About what?"
"About those two lovers to those memory I have consecrated myself."
"You mean the demon dung."
Black Dog laughed and regarded me in a cold shrewed way. "I want you to tell me about the thing you find yourself married to---your life, that is. I want you to tell me why you don't think your life is ugly. "He waved a hand around. "You live by yourself with your Father, whom you hardly see. You live in a place unfit even for animals. It is cold in the winter and an oven in the summer. Your clothes are patched. You are undernourished because all your money goes into this demon contraption that you are not even sure will work. And you don't think your life is ugly?
"You're jealous, don't you realize that?" You're jealous that we have something to belive in." I said with a peaceful voice.
Black Dog stopped scratching his leg and slipped his hand into his boot. He pulled out a knife. "I'd like you to find the beauty in my cutting off your nose and ears. "He got up slowly. He was smiling to himself. "Yes, I'd like you to try to tell people how beautiful you are with only a stub of a tongue."
I took out my gun in my pocket when he pulled out the knife.
"You better get off." I warned him coldly, and I waved the gun in my hand.
"Why...Why do you have a gun?" His face turned to white and his voice trembled with frightened.
"Why? My dad told me to avoid thives or robbers, and also the one who will steal our money."
"What? The one? Ha! What are you talking about?"
"Don't act like you don't know anything, man. I know you will not come to visit us at this time, and if you really come to visit us, why are you carrying knife, can you explain? Want to take our money? don't even think about it, you son of the bitch!" I was walking close to him while I was saying that.
Black Dog fell back when I turned the gun on his head, there was sweat on his forehead.
"Now, drop your knife and....." Suddenly, the side door opened and my father came in.
"Oh, you catch him?" Father didn't seemed to feel suprise.
"No, he came here by himself."
"Let him go."
"What?"
"I said let him go. Go away, Black Dog! I don't want to see you. If I know you has done any bad things on us, I will get you."
Black Dog stood up and staggering up to the door. When he had gone, I asked, "Why you let him go?"
"He's still our cousin, despite what Uncle did," Father said sternly.
(END)