Hi everyone! This is my very first fan fic and I'm super nervous. FYI I am a dr. who fan as well as les mis fan soooo yeah. Pleas tell me if there's anything I can do to make this stuff better. Here we go!

Gavroche Shivered as he hurried outside into the cold winter air. He tried to stay as warm as possible in the thin shirt and pants he had. Suddenly Gavroche saw a large crowd and he smiled. It would be easy to pickpocket today. He hurried along and stopped when he noticed that the people were dressed very similar to him. He sighed as his shoulders fell. Beggars. He thought. He couldn't steal from them, they were as poor as he was. Sighing, he walked away when suddenly he caught sight of a carriage. He wanted a closer look and hurried up to the elephant head and looked around and smiled. The people were so squished together that the carriage had no way to get through, but that's not what was making him smile. What was making him smile was that the people were singing. He quickly climbed down his ladder and hurried towards the crowd. Ducking here, and jumping there, the gamin quickly made it to the carriage and began to sing along with the beggars.

"Ow do you do? My name's Gavroche.
These are my people. Here's my patch.
Not much to look at, nothing posh
Nothing that you'd call up to scratch.
This is my school, my high society
Here in the slums of Saint Michele
We live on crumbs of humble piety
Tough on the teeth, but what the hell!
Think you're poor?
Think you're free?
Follow me! Follow me!"

As he paused for a moment, gavroche caught sight of yet another carridge and quickly scurried down his ladder and rushed off to the carridge. In just enough time, he hoped on and He began to sing again.

"There was a time we killed the King
We tried to change the world too fast
Now we have got another King
He's no better than the last

This is the land the fought for liberty
Now when we fight, we fight for bread
Here is the thing about equality
Everyone's equal when they're dead
Take your place!
Take your chance!
Vive la France! Vive la France!"

As he finished, Gavroche suddenly noticed that someone was in front of him allowing him to jump on his back. Coufeyrac He immediately was on his back and laughing and singing.

But as Gavroche was put down he was horrified to see his father looking straight at him. Oh no. Was the only thing Gavroche could process. He tried his best to stay hidden in the crowd but it quickly died as soldiers appeared and pushed the beggars back. Even Coufeyrac was out of sight.

Finaly, Gavroche found himself left behind from the crowd and his father was gone too. He quickly started his way home praying his father would still be out...