"We Have a Proposition!"

(*Lord of the Flies Humor Fic)

Disclaimer: I don't own any Lord of the Flies characters. I don't own the song that I made a parody of. Alright? ^.^

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(All Lord of the Flies Characters walk forward, on a stage in an auditorium, decorated with blue curtains; the floorboards are waxed and polished wood. There is no light other than upon the stage-- covering its span, and on the one person-audience-- the author, seated on a red, velvet chair about halfway up the auditorium.)

Author: I'm likin' the chair..

*Ralph coughs.*

Author: Oh, right, I'm watching now. [Shuts up.]

Ralph: We have a proposition..

*Wild screams erupt from Jack's tribe.*

Ralph: Shut up, already! I'm trying to speak!

Jack: Ooh, don't have your precious conch, do you?

Ralph: No, but, well, I..

Jack: Who cares?! I'm chief! Not you!

Roger: He's chief!

*More wild screams erupt.*

Author: SHUT UP! Let the boy speak, dammit!

*Jack whimpers.*

Jack {quietly, mumbling}: Who made her author?

Ralph: Anyway! As I was saying, we have a proposition!

*Wild screams erupt from Jack's tribe, again.*

Piggy: We are NOT starting this again!

Roger: Hey! Wait!

All: What?

Roger: But--

Piggy: I'm trying to speak!

Roger: I--

Jack: Quiet!

Roger: Killed--

Ralph: Stop!

Roger: Piggy!

Piggy: What?

Simon: You what?

Roger: AAHH!

Ralph: But you're dead!

Roger: And so is--

Jack: Didn't we tell you to shut up?

Roger: BUT!

*All erupt into mindless jabber.*

Author: EVERYONE, SHUT THE HELL UP!

Jack: Well you don't have to be so pushy! Hmf!

Samneric: Yeah!

Author: Where'd you two come from?

Sam: We were--

Eric: --always here.

Sam: Didn't you--

Eric: --notice us?

Author: Just forget I asked.

Sam: Ok--

Eric: --ay.

Ralph: I'm going to speak now.

*Ralph waits for wild screams.*

*The room is silent.*

Ralph: ..it's a miracle.

Samneric: Talk already!

Ralph: Okay, okay.

*Jack taps his foot, impatiently.*

Ralph: What's your problem?

Jack {peeved}: I have a pig to kill..

*Ralph rolls his eyes.*

Roger: What a prick.

Ralph: I AM NOT!

Roger: ARE TOO!

Ralph: AM NOT!

Roger: ARE TOO!

Author {quietly, losing patience}: ..my God..

*Author rubs her forehead.*

Simon {timidly}: The author is losing her patience, guys.

Maurice {sarcastically}: Well, let us bow to the high and mighty author.

Author: Good idea!

*Maurice begins bowing.*

Maurice: Hey! Stop! I don't want to bow do you! Hey!

All: SHUT UP!

*Maurice whines pitifully.*

Jack: Ralph, just say it. Spit it out, now!

*Everyone besides Ralph cheers for Jack.*

*Jack bows, blushing.*

Jack {quietly, blushing}: I love my public.

Ralph: I'm going to say it.

*Silence.*

Ralph {quickly}: Youneedtowritetherestofyourstory,theConsequencesofHumankindoritwilltakeyoufo revertogetitdone,don'tyouunderstand?Weneedtocontinuewiththestoryline,rightgu ys?Right?ThereIsaidit!WHOO!

All: What?

*Ralph faints.*

*Simon kneels beside Ralph, grabs a bucket of water from nowhere, and throws it on Ralph.*

*Ralph screeches.*

Piggy: What he's trying to say--

Jack: I know a lot better what he meant than you! He's trying to say that you, author-girl there, you need to finish writing the rest of your Lord of the Flies story-in-progress, or it'll take you forever to finish it. And no one wants that, right?

*Wild cheers.*

Jack: I love my public. [Eyes tear up.]

Robert: Yeah! We don't want to be stuck on the ship forever!

Roger: But being stuck on the island was fun..

Jack {laughing}: Oh yeah, real fun.

Ralph: You are a damned psycho!

Maurice: Wait, doesn't that remind you of a song?

All: What song?

*Silence.*

Samneric: OH!

*Music cues in.*

Sam: Hello muddah!

Eric: Hello faddah!

Maurice: Here I am at--

Robert: --the.. uh.. metaphoric island!

Jack: The island's very..

Roger {evilly}: ..entertaining.

Ralph: And they say we'll have some fun if it's Roger we manage taming.

*Everyone laughs.*

Robert: I went hiking with Piggy.. Spivey.

Jack {smirking}: He developed poison ivy.

Piggy: You remember Robert.. Skinner.

Ralph {smirking}: He got food poisoning last night after dinner.

Jack {upset}: Hey! My cooking isn't that bad.

Piggy: There are no grown-ups.

Simon: There are no waiters.

Ralph: We think the lake has

Roger: Alligators!

Maurice: And the chief Jack wants no sissies,

Roger: And his mood is often very quite pissy!

*Jack screeches and leaps at Roger, tackling him to the ground.*

*The two wrestle each other on the floor, while the rest keep singing.*

Sam: Now I don't want this to scare ya.

Eric: But my twin Sam thinks he has malaria!

Ralph: You remember Simon.. Hardy.

Jack {still wrestling on the floor, laughing}: They're about to organize a searching party!

*Simon whines.*

Sam: Take me home, oh Muddah, Fadduh!

Eric: Take me home, I hate the island!

Piggy: Don't leave me here- there's a freak Roger, who's evil to the core.

*Roger growls, still wrestling around with Jack.*

Simon: And I might get eaten by a boar!

Ralph: Take me home!

Maurice: I promise I will not make noise,

Roger and Jack: Or mess the house with other boys!

Robert: Oh please don't make me stay,

Samneric: There are strong suspicions that Ralph and Jack are gay!

*Everyone pauses.*

*Jack throws Roger off, and stands up, glaring at Samneric.*

*Ralph glares at Samneric, as well.*

*Ralph and Jack scream wildly, both charging at Samneric at the same time.*

*Samneric scream, but are tackled by the two, falling to the ground, wrestling around.*

*Roger joins the fit of kicking, punching, and screaming.*

Robert: Dearest Fadduh.

Maurice: Darling Muddah.

Simon: How's my precious little bruddah?

Piggy: Please come save me, if you miss me.

Simon: Though you'd end up posting that, 'This Child is Missing!'

*Author gets up angrily, wailing.*

Maurice: Wait a minute!

Robert: Are we failing?

Piggy: The author's leaving!

Simon: The author's wailing!

*Roger is thrown off of the pile of boys.*

Robert: I think we might've..

Maurice: Failed our purpose!

Piggy: And I fear that--

Simon: Roger's lurking!

*Roger tackles Simon to the ground-- and manages to join back into the pile of the others wrestling.*

Maurice: I guess it looks like..

Robert: That time again.

Piggy: We're not going to hide..

Maurice: Off in a pig's den!

*Piggy glares.*

Robert: Guess it's time to

Maurice: Save the day!

*Piggy, Maurice, and Robert jump on to the pile of wrestling boys, and join in.*

Ralph and Jack: We've told you over and over that we are NOT gay!

*Music fades out.*

[Hours later: all the boys are beaten up, with black eyes, and whatnot.]

Simon: Everyone, the author left.

Ralph: Dammit.

Roger: Jolly good show, although!

Jack: Hah! I'm not in the choir for nothing!

The Other Choir Boys: Yeah!

*Silence.*

Piggy: We should go now.

Robert: Yeah.

Ralph: Good idea.

*Everyone stands.*

Jack: I lead! I'm chief!

Ralph: Not this again.

*Everyone screeches, chasing each other offstage.*



++THE END.++

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Dear God! Where'd that come from? Oh, well. That was REALLY strange, but nevertheless, I had a fun time writing it! ^.^ My own little memo to remind me to write and type more of the Consequences of Humankind.

Oh, and just a note, I have nothing against gays, so don't flame me for it. Eh. It's a parody, y'know. ^.^ ..I needed to incorporate the Ralph/Jack common slash. Ee!

Hope you liked!

Thanks for reading! XD