Guess whos back? No not Madonna... ME ABBIE SOLER STAR!

Dolly: ITS A MIRCLE!

Wanda: AW NO



Kurt: I don't want to go back to work.

Oh quiet ya whining.

Now here's a Priority on one of my fave films. MOULIN ROUGE! Why am I doing this? Cause I can-can-can!!

*Muses and Dolly moans at Abbie's Pun*

Disclaimer: I Abbie Soler Star Does not own X-men evolution OR Moulin Rouge. I only own my Mascot Dolly and my Junk food supply.

Dolly: LETS BEGIN!

WOOT





[Scene One: Christian's Montmarte Flat]

*Todd sits infront of the typewriter and is in Mourning. He begins to type*

Todd: The Moulin Rouge . . . a night-club, a dance hall and a bordello. Ruled over by Harold Zidler. A kingdom of night-time pleasures. Where the rich and powerful come to play with the young and beautiful creatures of the underworld. And the most beautiful of all these was the woman I loved, Satine, a courtesan. She sold her love to men. They called her the "Sparkling Diamond", and she was the star . . . of the Moulin Rouge. The woman I loved is . . . dead.

*Todd pauses for a moment and starts Typing again, the we go in to a big flash back*

Todd: I first came to Paris one year ago. It was 1899, the summer of love. I knew nothing of the Moulin Rouge, Harold Zidler or Satine. The world had been swept up in the Bohemian Revolution. And I traveled from London to be a part of it. On a hill near Paris was the village of Montmartre. It was not like my father had said.

Magneto: heh heh this is the only thing I have to do in this film! I love my life...

*comes out from nowhere*

Abbie: come on Mags! This is only meant to be a short flash back.

Magneto: sorry...A village of Sin!

*Abbie sighs and goes back to... no where*

Todd: It was the center of the Bohemian world with musicians, painters, and writers. They were known as the "Children of the Revolution." Yes, I had come to live a penniless existence. I had come to write about truth, beauty, freedom and at which I believe in above all things . . . Love.

*Behind set*

Kurt: *Snickers*

Todd: SHUT UP FUZZ BUTT!

Magneto: what again? Oh well. Always this ridiculous obsession with love!

Todd (hurriedly): There was only one problem, I've never been in love. Luckily, right at that moment an unconscious Argentinean fell through my roof. He was quickly joined by a elf dressed as a nun.

Dolly: WAIT! Hold up! Stop right there! NO BODY MOVES! Pause and rewind people

Abbie: what is it?

Dolly: the part where Todd says 'He was quickly joined by a elf dressed as a nun' is wrong! It should be dwarf not elf!

Abbie: look I wanted Kurt to be in this play so I changed it from Dwarf to elf...

Dolly: BUT IT AIN'T IN THE PLAY!

Abbie: Dolly its been said and done now lets go. And eat cookies.

Dolly: but... oh well...

Abbie: Start again Todd!

Todd: this is stupid * There was only one problem, I've never been in love. Luckily, right at that moment an unconscious Argentinean fell through my roof. He was quickly joined by a elf dressed as a nun.

*Gambit falls through the Ceiling while Kurt Runs in dressed up as a nun*

Kurt (with a lisp): this is cruelty to elves... How do you do? My name is Henri de Raymond Toulouse-Lautrec Montfa. I'm terribly sorry about all this. We were just upstairs rehearsing a play.

Todd: *snickers* why Kurt that looks so good on you.

Kurt: grrr... get on with it!

Todd: A play, something very modern called "Spectacular, Spectacular."

Kurt: And it's set in Switzerland!

Todd: Unfortunately the unconscious Argentinean suffered from a sickness called Narcolepsy.

Gambit: also Gambits getting blood rushed to his head.

Kurt: *Whispers* your meant to be unconscious

Gambit: sorry...

Kurt: Happily fine one moment then suddenly *SNORT, SNORT* unconscious

the next.

Colossus (through the hole in the floor above): How is he?

Tabbitha (through the hole in the floor above): How wonderful now that narcoleptic Argentinean is now unconscious. And therefore the scenario will not be finished in time to present to the financier tomorrow.

Lance (through the hole in the floor above): this beard is itchy.

Abbie: read the scripts! Don't just scratch your chin, your making it look like you got Lice in ya beard.

Lance: Quick Toulouse, I still have to finish the music.

Kurt: We'll just find someone to read the part.

Tabbitha (through the floor above): Oh where in heavens are we going find someone to read the role of the young sensitive Swiss poet goat herder?

Todd: Before I knew it, I was upstairs standing in for the unconscious Argentinean.



DUN DUN DUUUUUUN!!! Right that's the first chapter...

Todd: and already it feels like torture

Kurt: you think its torture!?! I had to dress up as a nun



Lance: yea well my chin is still itchy...

*sighs* the things I do for entertainment....

Please Review! Yup we love reviews... and Flames will just go to my friend here...

*opens door to see Pyro is dancing naked in the fire...*

PEOPLE WITH YOUNG EYES LOOK AWAY



*closes door*

okay... freaked out now.

Dolly: basically Pyro will burn flames and Abbie will read reviews.

TTFN!!!