Disclaimer: I do not own Les Miserables, and I'm making no profit from
this.
Chapter 1
"Yodelayeyeyeyayoyoyoyo," yodeled Marius as he stood on the hill overlooking the French countryside. Enjolras punched him lightly on the shoulder.
"That is Switzerland. Or Germany. We are in France," he said.
"Oh," replied Marius. "The hills are alive, with the sound of music," he sang.
"Austria," muttered Enjolras.
"Seventy six trombones led the big parade!"
"Iowa."
"Don't cry for me Argentina!"
"Here's an obvious one. Argentina."
"We'll open up a restaurant in Santa Fe!"
"Here's a tricky one. New York."
"So what can I sing?" sighed Marius.
"Um, this is a Les Miserables fic, why don't you sing something from there?" replied Enjolras.
"Oh yeah!" exclaimed Marius. "On my own, pretending he's beside me," he sang. "All alone, I walk with him 'til morning. Without him, I feel his arms around me, and when I lose my way I close my eyes, and he has found me." Enjolras raised his eyebrow and looked at him. He sighed and shook his head. He wondered about Marius sometimes. Suddenly Marius's girlfriend Cosette came up to them.
"So, like, what are we, like, doing?" she asked. She twirled a few strands of her blonde hair around her finger. Marius was still singing.
"We are preparing for battle," said Enjolras.
"That, like, sounds like so much, like, fun!" Cosette squealed. "I am so there!"
"Actually, it is quite horrific and depressing," replied Enjolras.
"Oh don't worry, I like, absolutely love scary movies!" said Cosette.
"Movies haven't been invented yet," said Enjolras.
"You like, know what I like, mean," she said. Marius was still singing. They both looked at him. "Like, snap out of it silly," said Cosette. She slapped him on the shoulder. Marius jumped and looked as if he had been awoken from a trance.
"Oh, hey honey," he said. After an awkward silence, Marius began to yodel again. Enjolras opened his mouth to speak, but closed it.
A/N: Yeah. this story is pretty dumb so far, and sorry this chapter is so short, but I'll try to spruce it up a bit in the next chapters.
Chapter 1
"Yodelayeyeyeyayoyoyoyo," yodeled Marius as he stood on the hill overlooking the French countryside. Enjolras punched him lightly on the shoulder.
"That is Switzerland. Or Germany. We are in France," he said.
"Oh," replied Marius. "The hills are alive, with the sound of music," he sang.
"Austria," muttered Enjolras.
"Seventy six trombones led the big parade!"
"Iowa."
"Don't cry for me Argentina!"
"Here's an obvious one. Argentina."
"We'll open up a restaurant in Santa Fe!"
"Here's a tricky one. New York."
"So what can I sing?" sighed Marius.
"Um, this is a Les Miserables fic, why don't you sing something from there?" replied Enjolras.
"Oh yeah!" exclaimed Marius. "On my own, pretending he's beside me," he sang. "All alone, I walk with him 'til morning. Without him, I feel his arms around me, and when I lose my way I close my eyes, and he has found me." Enjolras raised his eyebrow and looked at him. He sighed and shook his head. He wondered about Marius sometimes. Suddenly Marius's girlfriend Cosette came up to them.
"So, like, what are we, like, doing?" she asked. She twirled a few strands of her blonde hair around her finger. Marius was still singing.
"We are preparing for battle," said Enjolras.
"That, like, sounds like so much, like, fun!" Cosette squealed. "I am so there!"
"Actually, it is quite horrific and depressing," replied Enjolras.
"Oh don't worry, I like, absolutely love scary movies!" said Cosette.
"Movies haven't been invented yet," said Enjolras.
"You like, know what I like, mean," she said. Marius was still singing. They both looked at him. "Like, snap out of it silly," said Cosette. She slapped him on the shoulder. Marius jumped and looked as if he had been awoken from a trance.
"Oh, hey honey," he said. After an awkward silence, Marius began to yodel again. Enjolras opened his mouth to speak, but closed it.
A/N: Yeah. this story is pretty dumb so far, and sorry this chapter is so short, but I'll try to spruce it up a bit in the next chapters.