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Little Shop of Horrors Generalized Insanity!
This is the result of having an old LSOH fic, a year going by, and the author being even more insane. Now, I'm an incurable Rocky Horror junkie so if you are afraid of transvestites, male/male, going from female to male, or vise versa, the putting together of random musicals ((little shop of horrors, the rocky horror show, Annie yes, Annie)) people bursting into song, insanity, and this author, please do click the back button. Save yourself and/or your straight hair from going curly or your coloured hair from going white
"...do you know how ridiculous you sound!? Just because we put a strange and interesting new plant in the window doesn't mean-"
Now, of course, in the movie, the first customer walks in, comments on the plant, asks for $50 (Fifty dollars!!!) worth of roses, but can't break a hundred, so he'll just have to take twice as many (Twice as many? Twice as many! Twice as many! Twice as many...!)
This, of course, is not the movie.
A girl, or I daresay... [pause] or I daresay ...too fancy..., or dare I say a woman opened the door cautiously and stepped in. Once, of course, she stepped in, it was realised immediately that she was not cautious.
THIS IS ROSIE SCRIVELLO'S FIC - WE ARE NOT CAUTIOUS. *coughs*
And now it's time for: THE DESCRPTION OF THE NEW CHARACTER
It wasn't even a shirt; no one knew what it was. It would be a halter top, black leather, and we'll just say it was for now. It encircled her back and most of her front. Although, in the front, there was a wide gap - not wide enough to show off everything, but there was definitely something shown. The only thing holding the front gap tight and closed were about five chains. They held the front together. She wasn't quite wearing any pants, but rather li'l black undies, a garter belt that held up her fishnet stockings and, of course, black stilettos.
END DESCRIPTION OF THE NEW CHARACTER
Mr. Mushnik just kinda stood there, Seymour blinked a couple of times, and Audrey looked at her for a few moments.
"Summer?" She asked cautiously, stepped toward her.
"Audrey?" The woman, apparently named Summer, stepped closer, as well. Her hair was blonde and curly, but not in ringlets... it was somewhere between wavy and curly... and it moved a bit when she walked.
"Summer!"
"Audrey!"
The two finally recognized each other ((they're blondes, give them a break)) and hugged each other while jumping up a down.
The other two, again, just stood there ((they're men, they don't do much else)).
"How are Sonya and Michelle?? Are they still...?" Audrey's eyes grew wide.
"Yes and no?" Summer raised an eyebrow and half smiled. She waved at Seymour who continued to stand and watch.
"What happened??" Audrey bobbed her head up and down slowly and moved towards Summer's line of vision to get her attention.
"It's not Michelle anymore," Summer replied solemnly and looked at Audrey, who was bent so much to the side she almost fell over.
"Oh! Who is it then?" Audrey's eyes grew wide again.
"It's... um... she's... She's Michael now."
There was a very long pause in the store. Summer fiddled with her hair; Audrey just stared; Seymour blinked; and Mushnik coughed up a hairball.
Excuse me.
And Mr. Mushnik bit his lip and looked around. Audrey hung around with that kind of people?
"You mean she-"
"Uh huh."
Elsewhere, a woman with her new boyfriend thought there was so use getting into heavy petting.
"Well, um, maybe this isn't the time..." Summer said, looking at the floor... she looked hopefully at Mushnik. "...I just need ten to tie me over?"
Audrey looked suuuuuuddeeenlly seeeymour, at-...
Audrey looked suddenly shocked at Summer. Suddenly shocked at Summer. Ha, that's an alliteration. TAKE THAT MRS. LEAHY!!! "Ten dollas? You gotta be kiddin... you and all your big talk!"
Seymour coughed. "Catfight."
"Gonna be living in clover!" Audrey continued.
"This ain't exactly Buckingham palace!" Summer retorted.
"Ha! I'm doing all right, living off the city! Free food, free gas and electric..."
"Audie, you're doing like I'm doing!"
Seymour took a chance and butted into the conversation. "Lousy!"
He then, of course, got his head savagely ripped off by wild humans in the jungles of South Tanzania who had been practicing their psychic skills, so they had done all of this while praying and fasting.
Not that they meant to, you know.
So, when they received the awful news of what they had done, they got an all-expense paid flight to Skid Row on JetBlue airlines. Even though Seymour had bled to death, they put all the blood back where it came from and replaced his head. On their way out, though, they sang this very odd song that had to do with a place called Easy Street.
Wow, they'd better get there soon!
And none of that would have happened if I was not Lily in Annie and had just come home from rehearsal.
Once Seymour's head was on, and the blood was back in his veins, the fic continued, much to the dislike of everyone else. But hey, I would've cracked years ago if it weren't for my sense of humour!!
Summer blinked. "Yea. Okay. Lousy. It's Skid Row, everyone is doin' lousy. Anyway. I was hoping to get a job here...?"
"What about your husband? Doesn't he own a fast food place or something?" Audrey asked. ((Look! Audrey asked - another alliteration!))
Mushnik and Seymour exchanged glances. It wasn't that fact that someone like her had a husband. It was the fact that she only had *one*.
"Ex-husband. Apparently found someone else... A Janet... or something... he fell in love with his twin brother's wife. Or ex-wife. I don't know. It was... weird."
There was a really long pause. It was so long, they even took out their scripts and looked to see how long the pause was. After an even longer pause, they realised they didn't have scripts. So, life and the fic continued.
"So can I have the job?" Summer inquired once more.
"Yea.... I guess..." Mushnik replied, with a shrug. "It don't pay much, we don't have a lot of customers."
"But Seymour's been tinkering around with some plants that are just... unusual. And we thought that maybe one of them prominently displayed and advertised, would attract business!" Audrey stated, quite proud of herself.
"Okay..." she paused for a moment. "Audrey, you don't live here right?" She shook her head. "Seymour, where do you live?"
"Downstairs..." he looked at the open door and the small glimpse of steps downstairs.
"Where do you work?"
"Here?" Seymour raised his eyebrows.
"No. Audrey said you fool around with plants ((LOL Lisa: Fraaaank, its stuuuuck...)) and I was just wondering where you do so."
"Well, I guess downstairs... I mean, it's my apartment I guess but I also keep my plants down there."
There was another pause.
Summer smiled.
"It's very interesting, Audrey, how you know so much about what Seymour does in his lab, if you may call it, when that is also his bedroom."
And, with that and nothing more, she sauntered out of the shop.
This is the serious part, or the semi-serious... hm... I have deductive logic and a bizarre humour going... I need a suspenseful cliffhanger... *she casually walks over to a drawer, pulls it out, and sorts through it. There is a pause, lol, of about two minutes until she returns with a little card* This will do... ((this part is just a tad more serious because it has to be for the insanity to take it's toll... so listen closely, not for very much longer... I've got to... keep control...))
The door closed shut and the clicking of the heels disappeared down the street.
The three of them stood there, blinking. Presumably, Audrey and Summer had not seen each other in a while - Summer was married and maybe lived somewhere else. Audrey had Orin and worked here.
But she was... well, they don't know what she was. She was beautiful, but not fake. She had a quick mind but not a super-genius. She didn't wear a lot of clothes, but enough to make her look comfortable and almost normal. She was... Summer.
After Mr. Mushnik, Audrey and Seymour exchanged glances a few more times, Audrey looked upon the floor to find a white piece of paper. Looked almost like a business card....
---------------------------------------------------------------------
Orin E. Scrivello, D.D.S.
Because I'm a dentist and a success!
5 : 30 pm - Summer .
__:____ - ____________.
__:____ - ____________.
__:____ - ____________.
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Wow! Now wasn't that amazing!! Of course it was! That's only the first chapter, darhlings!! I would like to thank all the little people... no... I mean... Little Shop O'Horrors belongs to... people... Seymour, Mr. Mushnik, Audrey, Orin belong to those people too. Anything Rocky Horror related belongs to God ((Richard O'Brien)). Anything mentioned from Annie belongs to some more people. The people from South Tanzania are kind of mine. Right now, they are chained in the backyard. Summer is mine and mine alone! AH HAHAHAHAHAHAA!! Use her if you want, but permission is required...
Little Shop of Horrors Generalized Insanity!
This is the result of having an old LSOH fic, a year going by, and the author being even more insane. Now, I'm an incurable Rocky Horror junkie so if you are afraid of transvestites, male/male, going from female to male, or vise versa, the putting together of random musicals ((little shop of horrors, the rocky horror show, Annie yes, Annie)) people bursting into song, insanity, and this author, please do click the back button. Save yourself and/or your straight hair from going curly or your coloured hair from going white
"...do you know how ridiculous you sound!? Just because we put a strange and interesting new plant in the window doesn't mean-"
Now, of course, in the movie, the first customer walks in, comments on the plant, asks for $50 (Fifty dollars!!!) worth of roses, but can't break a hundred, so he'll just have to take twice as many (Twice as many? Twice as many! Twice as many! Twice as many...!)
This, of course, is not the movie.
A girl, or I daresay... [pause] or I daresay ...too fancy..., or dare I say a woman opened the door cautiously and stepped in. Once, of course, she stepped in, it was realised immediately that she was not cautious.
THIS IS ROSIE SCRIVELLO'S FIC - WE ARE NOT CAUTIOUS. *coughs*
And now it's time for: THE DESCRPTION OF THE NEW CHARACTER
It wasn't even a shirt; no one knew what it was. It would be a halter top, black leather, and we'll just say it was for now. It encircled her back and most of her front. Although, in the front, there was a wide gap - not wide enough to show off everything, but there was definitely something shown. The only thing holding the front gap tight and closed were about five chains. They held the front together. She wasn't quite wearing any pants, but rather li'l black undies, a garter belt that held up her fishnet stockings and, of course, black stilettos.
END DESCRIPTION OF THE NEW CHARACTER
Mr. Mushnik just kinda stood there, Seymour blinked a couple of times, and Audrey looked at her for a few moments.
"Summer?" She asked cautiously, stepped toward her.
"Audrey?" The woman, apparently named Summer, stepped closer, as well. Her hair was blonde and curly, but not in ringlets... it was somewhere between wavy and curly... and it moved a bit when she walked.
"Summer!"
"Audrey!"
The two finally recognized each other ((they're blondes, give them a break)) and hugged each other while jumping up a down.
The other two, again, just stood there ((they're men, they don't do much else)).
"How are Sonya and Michelle?? Are they still...?" Audrey's eyes grew wide.
"Yes and no?" Summer raised an eyebrow and half smiled. She waved at Seymour who continued to stand and watch.
"What happened??" Audrey bobbed her head up and down slowly and moved towards Summer's line of vision to get her attention.
"It's not Michelle anymore," Summer replied solemnly and looked at Audrey, who was bent so much to the side she almost fell over.
"Oh! Who is it then?" Audrey's eyes grew wide again.
"It's... um... she's... She's Michael now."
There was a very long pause in the store. Summer fiddled with her hair; Audrey just stared; Seymour blinked; and Mushnik coughed up a hairball.
Excuse me.
And Mr. Mushnik bit his lip and looked around. Audrey hung around with that kind of people?
"You mean she-"
"Uh huh."
Elsewhere, a woman with her new boyfriend thought there was so use getting into heavy petting.
"Well, um, maybe this isn't the time..." Summer said, looking at the floor... she looked hopefully at Mushnik. "...I just need ten to tie me over?"
Audrey looked suuuuuuddeeenlly seeeymour, at-...
Audrey looked suddenly shocked at Summer. Suddenly shocked at Summer. Ha, that's an alliteration. TAKE THAT MRS. LEAHY!!! "Ten dollas? You gotta be kiddin... you and all your big talk!"
Seymour coughed. "Catfight."
"Gonna be living in clover!" Audrey continued.
"This ain't exactly Buckingham palace!" Summer retorted.
"Ha! I'm doing all right, living off the city! Free food, free gas and electric..."
"Audie, you're doing like I'm doing!"
Seymour took a chance and butted into the conversation. "Lousy!"
He then, of course, got his head savagely ripped off by wild humans in the jungles of South Tanzania who had been practicing their psychic skills, so they had done all of this while praying and fasting.
Not that they meant to, you know.
So, when they received the awful news of what they had done, they got an all-expense paid flight to Skid Row on JetBlue airlines. Even though Seymour had bled to death, they put all the blood back where it came from and replaced his head. On their way out, though, they sang this very odd song that had to do with a place called Easy Street.
Wow, they'd better get there soon!
And none of that would have happened if I was not Lily in Annie and had just come home from rehearsal.
Once Seymour's head was on, and the blood was back in his veins, the fic continued, much to the dislike of everyone else. But hey, I would've cracked years ago if it weren't for my sense of humour!!
Summer blinked. "Yea. Okay. Lousy. It's Skid Row, everyone is doin' lousy. Anyway. I was hoping to get a job here...?"
"What about your husband? Doesn't he own a fast food place or something?" Audrey asked. ((Look! Audrey asked - another alliteration!))
Mushnik and Seymour exchanged glances. It wasn't that fact that someone like her had a husband. It was the fact that she only had *one*.
"Ex-husband. Apparently found someone else... A Janet... or something... he fell in love with his twin brother's wife. Or ex-wife. I don't know. It was... weird."
There was a really long pause. It was so long, they even took out their scripts and looked to see how long the pause was. After an even longer pause, they realised they didn't have scripts. So, life and the fic continued.
"So can I have the job?" Summer inquired once more.
"Yea.... I guess..." Mushnik replied, with a shrug. "It don't pay much, we don't have a lot of customers."
"But Seymour's been tinkering around with some plants that are just... unusual. And we thought that maybe one of them prominently displayed and advertised, would attract business!" Audrey stated, quite proud of herself.
"Okay..." she paused for a moment. "Audrey, you don't live here right?" She shook her head. "Seymour, where do you live?"
"Downstairs..." he looked at the open door and the small glimpse of steps downstairs.
"Where do you work?"
"Here?" Seymour raised his eyebrows.
"No. Audrey said you fool around with plants ((LOL Lisa: Fraaaank, its stuuuuck...)) and I was just wondering where you do so."
"Well, I guess downstairs... I mean, it's my apartment I guess but I also keep my plants down there."
There was another pause.
Summer smiled.
"It's very interesting, Audrey, how you know so much about what Seymour does in his lab, if you may call it, when that is also his bedroom."
And, with that and nothing more, she sauntered out of the shop.
This is the serious part, or the semi-serious... hm... I have deductive logic and a bizarre humour going... I need a suspenseful cliffhanger... *she casually walks over to a drawer, pulls it out, and sorts through it. There is a pause, lol, of about two minutes until she returns with a little card* This will do... ((this part is just a tad more serious because it has to be for the insanity to take it's toll... so listen closely, not for very much longer... I've got to... keep control...))
The door closed shut and the clicking of the heels disappeared down the street.
The three of them stood there, blinking. Presumably, Audrey and Summer had not seen each other in a while - Summer was married and maybe lived somewhere else. Audrey had Orin and worked here.
But she was... well, they don't know what she was. She was beautiful, but not fake. She had a quick mind but not a super-genius. She didn't wear a lot of clothes, but enough to make her look comfortable and almost normal. She was... Summer.
After Mr. Mushnik, Audrey and Seymour exchanged glances a few more times, Audrey looked upon the floor to find a white piece of paper. Looked almost like a business card....
---------------------------------------------------------------------
Orin E. Scrivello, D.D.S.
Because I'm a dentist and a success!
5 : 30 pm - Summer .
__:____ - ____________.
__:____ - ____________.
__:____ - ____________.
--------------------------------------------------------------------
Wow! Now wasn't that amazing!! Of course it was! That's only the first chapter, darhlings!! I would like to thank all the little people... no... I mean... Little Shop O'Horrors belongs to... people... Seymour, Mr. Mushnik, Audrey, Orin belong to those people too. Anything Rocky Horror related belongs to God ((Richard O'Brien)). Anything mentioned from Annie belongs to some more people. The people from South Tanzania are kind of mine. Right now, they are chained in the backyard. Summer is mine and mine alone! AH HAHAHAHAHAHAA!! Use her if you want, but permission is required...
