Note from teh G-girl:

Greetings, all! Yep, new story. Yep, I know I'm being stupid, working on two stories at once. But I just couldn't wait any longer, I had to put this up here. For all interested, A Friend for Kurt is on hiatus until further notice, because I'm having a little difficulty with it. However, any and all chipmunk fans should find this story to be most interesting. I know I do. Anyway, enjoy, and without further ado: the Chipmunks give you, MOULIN ROUGE!

Disclaimer: I own nothing. But I enjoy tormenting. Muahaha!

Moulin Rouge! Chipmunk Style

Attention, all Seniors!

Auditions for this years play, Moulin Rouge! will be held in the auditorium this Thursday from 4:30 to 6:00, for anyone interested in participation in this year's production. Please be prepared to sing two songs, and you will be required to bring either sheet music or a CD (with the vocals removed) as well as a cold reading. No time slot is necessary. We will also need stage hands, and participation is mandatory, so anyone not wanting to receive a part will be required to help with set decoration, lighting, technical work, etc.

The Drama Department

"Oh, this is going to be so great!" Brittany practically squealed once she caught sight of the poster. Eleanor grinned, and Jeanette smiled back. Every student at Beverly Hills high knew that the seniors always put on a play or musical, and she was no less excited than the others. But she was a bit surprised at the title. She had very much enjoyed the movie when it came out, but she did not know that it had been made into a theatrical production. But then, it would not be hard to adapt the Baz Luhrmann classic into something suitable for the stage, except perhaps visually.

She turned when she felt a tall body overshadowing her own. Simon Seville, the boy she had had a crush on from a very young age, was standing right behind her, squinting at the notice board. With him where his two brothers, Alvin and Theodore.

"Moulin Rouge? Who in their right mind would pick some girly-girl love story like that?" Alvin asked, making gagging noises from the corner.

"Oh, shut up, Alvin! It is a touching romantic tragedy, full of passion and deceit! You fit the description quite well, come to think of it," Brittany snapped, and Alvin sneered at her.

"An interesting choice. I wonder who suggested it?" Simon observed, already curious as to how the technical aspects of this endeavor would be met.

"I think it could be fun," Eleanor piped up, and Theodore nodded, adding, "The fun is in the challenge, after all."

"Yeah, but did they have to pick a chick movie?" Alvin said, trying to salvage his sinking boat.

"Oh, come on, Alvin. You don't even know what you're talking about," Brittany scoffed, sounding just a bit hurt.

"Fine, fine," Alvin said, surrendering. "So, who's gonna try out for what?" he asked after minute.

"Well, I'll be trying for the part of Satine, of course," Brittany said, not even offering a moments hesitation. She then glared at Alvin, "And of course you'll be trying for the part of Christian, right?"

Alvin gulped and nodded, trying not to upset his girlfriend of two months. Everyone had breathed a sigh of relief when the two had finally announced they would be going steady. It would be pure torcher for everyone around if the two decided to stamp out their destiny.

"What part do you think you'd be interested in, Theodore?" Eleanor asked as the group moved away from the bulletin board and down the hall.

"I'm just going to show up and take whatever they give me," he said, looking thoughtful.

"Same for me, I guess. There aren't many female parts besides Satine. But I would like to be in the chorus, not set decorating like I had to do for the opera two years ago," she said, making a face. She had been stuck painting trees and apples, not exactly the chippette's idea of fun.

"What about you, Jeanette?" Eleanor added after a minute. The taller girl, who hadn't been paying very much attention to the conversation, turned towards her sister, as did Simon.

"Oh, I don't know. I'll probably end up working in the tech booth, or something," she said, looking at her shoes. Then she looked up, "Simon?"

Simon blinked, as if he hadn't intended to even think about participating.

"I, uh . . . I guess I'll just end up doing something similar. Not that there are many other options.

"Oh you two! I think you should both audition, and see what happens," Brittany exclaimed. "Honestly," she continued, muttering, "working in the tech booth. Ugh," she finished, rolling her eyes.

Simon and Jeanette looked like they were getting ready to deny any further exploration of this subject, when Alvin jumped in.

"Yeah, you guys should stop short changing yourselves, get out there, do something fun!" he said.

"But –" Simon and Jeanette both said in unison.

"Like I said earlier, it could be fun!" Eleanor said, and Theodore added, "Go for it!"

Jeanette looked up at Simon, who looked down at her, and he looked just as desperate as she did; and maybe that was what made her change her mind.

"Well, I suppose it couldn't hurt," she said, giving in just a tiny bit so that the others would at least move on to something else. She elbowed Simon, who saw the look on her face and hastily agreed.

"Oh, yes, of course. Explore new horizons, and all that," he said, smiling nervously.

Alvin raised his eyebrow, while Eleanor said, "We could all be rehearsal buddies, if we all get parts."

And so the conversation gradually drifted away to other things, and Simon and Jeanette both heaved a sigh of relief before looking at each other and burst out laughing. Their laughter died at the sound of the bell, however.

"Oh my goodness! I'm late for French!" Jeanette exclaimed and hurried off in the other direction, calling over her shoulder, "See you in history, Simon!"

"Ok!" Simon called after her, and Eleanor and Brittany scampered off, giggling. Meanwhile, Simon was left rushing towards advanced physics with Alvin and Theodore, who were headed towards chemistry. Alvin was sniggering and Theodore was rolling his eyes.

"What?" Simon asked testily.

"Oh, nothing. Just wondering when you plan on finally popping the question," Alvin muttered before ducking into his classroom. Simon rolled his own eyes and growled under his breath before finally making it to room 102 before the bell rang a second time.

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