A/n: Just for the record, I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT CAME TO ME WHEN I WROTE THIS! I wrote this a looooong time ago, but never really put it up and I thought 'Maybe I should spare a couple of laughs from my readers.' And so...yeah. Well, anyways, I hope you enjoy it!

Narrator (ME!): (in a badly french accent) Welcome readers. Today, I'm about to retell the story of The Three Musketeers! (back in my old voice) You know, the one with mickey, donald and goofy? Yeah that one. (In bad french accent) Our story begins with-

Numbuh four: Wait a minute, why am I goofy?!

Narrator: Because you're stupid.

Numbuh four: Sometimes!

Narrator: ah-HA! You just admitted yourself!

Numbuh four: (mumbles while walking back to the back of the stage)

Narrator: Anyways, Our story begins-

Numbuh two: Hey, why am I donald? Donald's a coward!

Narrator: Exactly.

Numbuh three: Wait a minute, why am I evil? Who's the princess? I WANT TO BE THE PRINCESS!!

Narrator: Sorry numbuh three, but since numbuh one is mickey, rachael is the princess and for her servent, abby.

Rachael: Does this means, I'm gonna have a safe drop on my head??

Narrator: It's gonna miss.

Rachael: Oh. So, who's the bad guys?

Narrator: Father's pete and I'm gonna have to pick another boy to play the short one.

RedX (My occ): What's the big idea? I thought you said I was the short one!

Narrator: ANYWAYS, Like I was saying, our story begins at an old dump where-

Numbuh four: Why does it have to be in a dump? Can't we have something nicer?

Narrator: You're POOR! You're not suppose to live in something nicer!

Numbuh four: I am not poor! I have 3.50 in my pocket!

Narrator: I ment the STORY! Not in real life...by the way, 3.50 isn't gonna get ya anywhere. (sighs in annoyance) Like I've been TRYING to say for the past fifteen mintues, Our story begins in a old dump where poor mickey, donald, and goofy lived. They had no money to buy food so they had to search in old dumpsters-

Numbuh four: No way am I searching for some food in a dumpster!

Narrator: (hits numbuh four on the head)

Numbuh four: Owwww.

Narrator: I'm gonna try this one more time. They lived in a dump, they had no money to buy food or clothes so-

Numbuh three: You know, I kind of like this clothing. (giggles)

Numbuh four: (blushes) You look great numbuh three.

Narrator: ALRIGHT, THAT'S IT! (slams the book onto the ground) I'M TRYING TO RETELL A STORY HERE! BUT SINCE YOU KEEP INTERUPTING, I'M ASUMING YOU KNOW THIS STORY ALREADY?!

Numbuh three: Duh! I really wanted to do cinderella.

Narrator:...I QUIT! (walks out and slams door hard)

Numbuh three: Geeze, anger issues much? Anways, the three musketeers lived happily after ever with their new girlfriends! (giggles)

Numbuh four: Who's gonna be the narrator now? (lights go out)

Sonya (Is that how you spell it?): I HATE THE DARK!!

You don't have to R&R for this, but if you want to, go ahead. I do NOT want to hear any complains about this is not a story, understand me? Read or don't read at all, that's your choice and if you're gonna flame me for this, I AM gonna tell fanfiction. net about it and probably have you BANNED. Yeah, I can a bit of a bitch, but hey, ain't my fault.