Sheer nonsense. Inspired by the "Party on the Message Board" on the Mad Misfits site. Enjoy!
Declaimer: They're not mine. This fic is. You steal it, you die.
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Me: *standing on a dance floor, in the middle of a group of disgruntled students, ex-cons, inspectors, and the like* Welcome one and all to my holiday par-tay!
Gavroche: I thought it was a Christmas party!
Me: Well, it is. Only I don't celebrate Christmas, so it's a holiday par-tay.
Gavroche: Do we get presents?
Javert: Hush, you ruffian!
Me: Thank you inspector. Anyway, as I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted......
Enjolras: You didn't say there was an inspector here!!
Valjean: Yeah! Why didn't you tell us?
Cosette: Look papa! It's not just an inspector, its inspector Javert! He's famous!
Javert: *beams*
Valjean: *muttering* Javert?! I must get Cosette out, for her radiance must not be in the presence of such tormented insanity. Dear god.......
Me: Oh be quite Valjean!
Javert: Valjean?! Ah hah! *begins to chase Valjean around the room* You will be mine 24601!!
Joly: *timidly* Could you please tell them to stop running? Their kicking up dust from the floor which, you should know, is very bad for my sinuses. *sneeze* See?
Cosette: *walks over to Joly* Oh, you poor thing! *sees Marius. Knocks Joly over in her attempt to get to Marius* My love!!!! My darling!!!!
Marius: *running towards Cosette* My sweet!!!! My treasure!!!!
Joly: My back!!!! My leg!!!!
Grantaire: *sarcastically* Awwwwwww! Isn't it cute? Young love.
Jehan: Ah love! How doth one mesurith the majesty ofeth the one that one lovethes?
Enjolras: Enough of your Shakespearean ramblings! There is no room for love among revolutionaries! Once there is a republic, then there will be time for your foolish love!
Grantaire: Enjolras, shut up and dance with me!
Enjolras: Here is another thing that revolutionaries have no time for! Drunken fools!
Me: Everyone, please calm down...
Eponine: *watching Cosette and Marius passionately embrace* No! Why her? What does she have that I don't?
Gavroche: Class? Style? Sophistication?
Eponine: I wasn't asking you, idiot!
Gavroche: Takes one to know one!!
Courfeyrac: *pushing Gavroche aside*Oops. *to Eponine* How you doin', sugar?
Eponine: *ignoring Courfeyrac*Why her?! *running over to Cosette and Marius* No!!!!!!! He's mine!
Cosette: Never!
Marius: Huh?
Grantaire: *giggles* Catfight!!!!
Gavroche: Where are the presents!!!!????
Me: Please be quiet!
Javert: Ah! You'll never get away!!
Valjean: Wait....who am I?
Javert: What?
Valjean: Who am I?
Javert: um......
Valjean: I'm Jean Valjean!!!!!!!
Javert: Hey! Get back here!!!!
Valjean: *running away......trips on Joly* Woah!
Joly: Ah!!! He's contaminated!!!! Get him away, get him away!!!
Bossuet: I'm coming Joly! *tips on Valjean* Eeep!
Me: SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I brought you here, to attend MY par-tay, and you will follow MY rules!! Is that clear???
Gavroche: Um...I have a question??
Me: Make it quick.
Gavroche: Where are the presents?
Me: *sigh* It's going to be one long night.........
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Will Javert catch Valjean? Will Enjolras give in and dance with Grantaire? Will Eponine get Cosette away from Marius? And where are those damn presents?
Find out next time on...A Very Miserable Par-tay.
(((I'm only going to continue this if you want me to. So tell me on your reviews. Please.)))
Declaimer: They're not mine. This fic is. You steal it, you die.
***
Me: *standing on a dance floor, in the middle of a group of disgruntled students, ex-cons, inspectors, and the like* Welcome one and all to my holiday par-tay!
Gavroche: I thought it was a Christmas party!
Me: Well, it is. Only I don't celebrate Christmas, so it's a holiday par-tay.
Gavroche: Do we get presents?
Javert: Hush, you ruffian!
Me: Thank you inspector. Anyway, as I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted......
Enjolras: You didn't say there was an inspector here!!
Valjean: Yeah! Why didn't you tell us?
Cosette: Look papa! It's not just an inspector, its inspector Javert! He's famous!
Javert: *beams*
Valjean: *muttering* Javert?! I must get Cosette out, for her radiance must not be in the presence of such tormented insanity. Dear god.......
Me: Oh be quite Valjean!
Javert: Valjean?! Ah hah! *begins to chase Valjean around the room* You will be mine 24601!!
Joly: *timidly* Could you please tell them to stop running? Their kicking up dust from the floor which, you should know, is very bad for my sinuses. *sneeze* See?
Cosette: *walks over to Joly* Oh, you poor thing! *sees Marius. Knocks Joly over in her attempt to get to Marius* My love!!!! My darling!!!!
Marius: *running towards Cosette* My sweet!!!! My treasure!!!!
Joly: My back!!!! My leg!!!!
Grantaire: *sarcastically* Awwwwwww! Isn't it cute? Young love.
Jehan: Ah love! How doth one mesurith the majesty ofeth the one that one lovethes?
Enjolras: Enough of your Shakespearean ramblings! There is no room for love among revolutionaries! Once there is a republic, then there will be time for your foolish love!
Grantaire: Enjolras, shut up and dance with me!
Enjolras: Here is another thing that revolutionaries have no time for! Drunken fools!
Me: Everyone, please calm down...
Eponine: *watching Cosette and Marius passionately embrace* No! Why her? What does she have that I don't?
Gavroche: Class? Style? Sophistication?
Eponine: I wasn't asking you, idiot!
Gavroche: Takes one to know one!!
Courfeyrac: *pushing Gavroche aside*Oops. *to Eponine* How you doin', sugar?
Eponine: *ignoring Courfeyrac*Why her?! *running over to Cosette and Marius* No!!!!!!! He's mine!
Cosette: Never!
Marius: Huh?
Grantaire: *giggles* Catfight!!!!
Gavroche: Where are the presents!!!!????
Me: Please be quiet!
Javert: Ah! You'll never get away!!
Valjean: Wait....who am I?
Javert: What?
Valjean: Who am I?
Javert: um......
Valjean: I'm Jean Valjean!!!!!!!
Javert: Hey! Get back here!!!!
Valjean: *running away......trips on Joly* Woah!
Joly: Ah!!! He's contaminated!!!! Get him away, get him away!!!
Bossuet: I'm coming Joly! *tips on Valjean* Eeep!
Me: SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I brought you here, to attend MY par-tay, and you will follow MY rules!! Is that clear???
Gavroche: Um...I have a question??
Me: Make it quick.
Gavroche: Where are the presents?
Me: *sigh* It's going to be one long night.........
***
Will Javert catch Valjean? Will Enjolras give in and dance with Grantaire? Will Eponine get Cosette away from Marius? And where are those damn presents?
Find out next time on...A Very Miserable Par-tay.
(((I'm only going to continue this if you want me to. So tell me on your reviews. Please.)))