A.N~ I do not own The Producers or the amazing characters. I only own the characters that I make up. I'm going to try to write Ulla and Franz's dialouge with the Swedish and German accents as best as I can. Please R&R! Enjoy!

MAX POV

I groaned as I rolled over on my bed. I looked over at the clock, and coughed wetly into my elbow. 12:30! I bolted up out of bed only to sit back down from dizziness. Why didn't Leo come get me! I got dressed, slicked my hair back and continued to feel terrible as I got ready to head to the theater.

I poured myself a cup of coffee as I searched through my cabinets for medicine. I swear I thought I had some tylenol! I thought angrily. Oh well. I bet Ulla will have some. I looked at the clock again 1:00 I thought Well I better get going. I better be there for the auditions, no matter how terrible I feel.

I suddenly seized up with a coughing fit as I walked through the door. I better get it out of my system now, before I am at the theater. I thought as I gasped for air. I left the building and headed for the theater, deciding not to tell Leo and Ulla of my illness. It sounds stupid but I'm Max Bialystock! The King Of Broadway! I'm not going to be taken down by some stupid cold! Especially since I have auditions to get to!

I walked to the theater, hoping to God that Leo, Ulla, Franz, Roger, and Carmen wouldn't notice how sick I was.

LEO POV

I glanced at my watch. 1:30. Where are you Max? I thought glancing at the door worriedly, noticing that it was pouring rain outside. I looked to Ulla, who looked just as worried and distracted as me.

"Maybe we should have gone back and checked on him." I said worriedly, wanting to express my thoughts. "I would hate for him to get hurt or something!"

"Max wouldn't appreciate being doted on like a child." Roger said as-a-matter-of-factly. "He has always wanted to take care of himself with no help from anyone else."

"Don't vorry Leo, I'm sure he vill show up." Ulla to reassure me.

Suddenly the door was thrusted open

"LEO, ULLA!" We both ran to the door and saw Franz struggling to bring in an unconscious and soaking wet Max.

"Oh my god!" Carmen yelled as Roger fainted at the site of Max.

I grabbed one of his arms and wrapped it across my shoulders, helping Franz with the weight. Together we climbed up the ramp to the backstage area and went into the green room. We walked over to one of the couches they had in there and laid him down.

"Max, can you hear me?" Ulla asked, panick present in her voice. "Max! Max Bialyshtock!" She shook him a couple of times, making his whole body bounce on the couch. When Max didn't respond, she got up and raced down the hall yelling behind her, "I know someone who can help!"

"I'll go unt see if ze have any towuls." Franz said, getting up and leaving the room, nearly running into a frantic Ulla and a brown-haired girl as they ran inside.

"What is the problem?" she asked, sitting down beside Max and putting two fingers on his pulse, looking at her watch. She then reached up and touched his forehead, feeling the heat from his fever. "Ulla can you help me try and find a first aid kit?" She asked, getting up and walking over to Ulla. "I think there is one in the light booth."

"Okay, I'll check there, you can check in the sound booth." Ulla replied as they both left the room.

The girl was beautiful. Her dark brown hair was grown to the middle of her back. She had beautiful, vibrant emerald green eyes that sparkled like the stars.

"Max, you really need to wake up, your nurse is hot." I said, looking down at Max.