Well, depending on when this is actually gets put up, it may not be Passover anymore. But it's still Passover while I'm writing it, so it doesn't count as late. Onto the tenth Plague.

dodger-chan: The tenth plague was, of course, the death of the firstborn son. Essentially, the Angel of Death went house-to-house, collecting eldest males.

Nuriko: Good thing I'm a daughter.

dodger-chan: Nuriko?

Nuriko: What?

dodger-chan: Never mind. Before this plague could occur, there were some last minute instructions. [hands Hotohori a notecard]

Hotohori: [reading in a god-like voice] You must mark your doors with lamb's blood-

Amiboshi: Lamb's blood?

dodger-chan: What did you think we did with those sheep?

Hotohori: Is it some modern custom to interrupt God? [clears throat and continues] In this way Death will know to pass over your houses.

Miaka: Oh, is that why it's called Passover? [is whapped by Hotohori] ow….

Hotohori: You must-

dodger-chan: Speed it up. I'm running a little late here.

Hotohori: Fine. Eat fast and be ready to leave in an instant. You may not have long. [all wait] That's it, get going. [all run off in a panic]

dodger-chan: So lambs were slaughtered,

[from off stage: Ba-a-]

dodger-chan: doors were painted, and the waiting began.

[enter the Twins and Yui]

Suboshi: I wish I had something to do other than wait..

Amiboshi: Such as?

Suboshi: Yo-Yos?

All: NO!

dodger-chan: You can play with these. [hands him two blue yo-yos with menorahs on the sides]

Suboshi: What are these?

dodger-chan: Jewseisui. [all faint at hideously bad pun] What?

[Duo enters.]

dodger-chan: Duo! What are you doing here?

Duo: Checking the door for lamb's blood. You don't seem to have any.

dodger-chan: What we don't have is a door.

Duo: That would be why.

Yui: Who are you?

Duo: The God of Death.

dodger-chan: Actually, not in this story. Monotheism and all.

Duo: Yeah, yeah. I get that all the time.

dodger-chan: Don't you have some Egyptian oldest sons to kill?

Duo: Right, gotta run. [waves and exits]

Yui: Who was that guy?

dodger-chan: Um….Death. In any case the pharaoh came looking for Moses, since he was finally scared for his life.

Nakago: Moses, you must end this plague.

Amiboshi: Not 'til you let us go free.

Nakago: Okay.

Yui: Say it. Loudly.

Nakago: [quite loudly] The Israelites are free!

dodger-chan: Miraculously, the whole country could hear him. So all the former slaves who were already waiting, took off. As usual, however, as soon as the danger passed, the pharaoh changed his mind.

Nakago: Troops! After the fleeing slaves.

Tomo: But didn't you say they could leave?

Nakago: Where did you hear that?

Miboshi: Everyone heard that.

Nakago: It doesn't matter! I'm the pharaoh. I can change my mind. Now go.

dodger-chan: The pharaoh's men pursued the Hebrews to the Red Sea. Trapped between the rushing water and the Egyptian soldiers, there was only one solution. Deus ex Machina. Okay, Amiboshi, part the sea.

Amiboshi: I can't do that.

dodger-chan: Oh yeah. We don't have actual divine aid.

[Deathscythe steps over the Egyptians and blocks the flow of water (don't ask how)]

Amiboshi: What's that?

dodger-chan: The ultimate Deus ex Machina.

Duo: Told you I was a god.

dodger-chan: Shut up! The water stayed parted until the Egyptians were about halfway across.

[Chichiri and Tasuki throw water on Miboshi and Tomo]

dodger-chan: And that is how the Hebrew people got out of Egypt.

Amiboshi: So they lived happily ever after?

dodger-chan: Not quite. There's some time wandering in the desert. A war. The Babylonian Captivity. A couple of inquisitions. Not to mention World War II and the Holocaust. This is the real world, Amiboshi. As long as time keeps passing something can go wrong, so there isn't actually a happily ever after. It's more of a 'they lived happily for a while.'

Amiboshi: Is that enough?

dodger-chan: It's life.

I really have a blue yo-yo with a menorah on it. It even plays the dreidel song. Sorry about the bad puns and the general lateness of it all. But if you're reading this and Passover's over, eat a bagel or something. Any bread (daydreams of a tuna sandwich on rye). Sigh.