A/N: Here comes the next chapter! Even though I doubt any of you care! Horray!
We meet once again, copyright!
Disclaimer: Again, I do not own Sonic the Hedgehog and company, or William Shakespeare's play of Romeo and Juliet. Dude, I don't even own the English language, I just use it... most of the time, when I speak and write. I guess in other words, I borrow it. Just enjoy the story!
Still Dawn of the First Scene: Same setting as last time...
Blaze walked on stage with the curtains still closed. She cleared her throat.
"In keeping with Elizabethan tradition, I would like to announce that you will be supplied with items to throw at an actor, or actress, in the event that you feel that they are not doing very well. You will be given things like peanuts, popcorn, or even rotten tomatoes. Now, with this in mind, I give you our featured presentation!"
This was announcement was followed by several 'What?''s from off-stage.
Blaze walked off, and the curtains opened.
On the stage was Metal Sonic and...well, only Metal Sonic.
"But they're going to throw things at me!" A yell came from off stage, clearly in Manic's voice.
"No they're not, as long as you remember your lines!" The reply came as Tails' voice.
"Easy for you to say, Mister Smarty Pants! I can't remember all my lines, and I don't understand what half of them mean! What language is it? Spanish?"
"It doesn't even look like Spanish!"
"Maybe not to people like you! You probably read this kind of stuff on-"
Manic was shoved onto the stage.
"-a daily basis!"
Metal Sonic said his line before anything else could go wrong, "'Tis well thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou hadst been poor John. Draw thy tool! Here comes two of the house of the Montagues."
"My- ow!" Manic hollered, as a walnut hit him in the back of the head. "All right! Who's the wise-" Manic got cut off again.
"Your lines!" Blaze screamed from an unknown location.
"I know! BUT I DON'T SPEAK SPANISH!"
Big walked on stage, grabbing Manic.
"Hey, what are you doing? Let go of me! I WILL STEAL SONIC'S LAWYER!"
"Sorry." Big said, dragging Manic off-stage, where one could still hear hisses and threats. At one point, it was sharply cut off altogether.
A few minutes after that, Charmy Bee flew on-stage, dressed like Sampson. He squinted at something behind the audience.
"My weapon is quarrel- no- my naked," he giggled at that last word, "weapon is out: quarrel, I'll back the- I mean- thee.
By now everyone noticed that he was reading cue cards behind the audience.
Metal Sonic heaved a metallic sigh before saying his next line: "How! Turn thy back and run?"
"Yes! Oh, I mean, fear me not!" Charmy replied.
"No, marry; I fear thee!"
"Let's take the law and let them begin."
"...I will frown as I pass by, and let them take it as they list." Metal Sonic continued as if Charmy never made a mistake- or rather, tons of them- at all.
"Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb at them; which is a disgrace to them, if they bear it. Oh wow, that sounds more painful than insulting...well, I mean, if it is supposed to be insulting." At that moment, some popcorn flew at Charmy, but he acted as if it weren't there.
Sonia and Mighty ran on from the other side of the stage.
"Do you bite your hand-eh, I mean- thumb at us, sir?" Mighty demanded, stuttering a little.
"I do bite my thumb, sir, and I bet it hurts!" Charmy answered, causing a few sunflower seeds to fly at him. Yet again, he ignored them.
"Do you bite your thumb at us sir?" Mighty asked again, secretly wondering why he had to ask twice.
"That depends. Is the law of our side if I say yes?"
It took a second for Mighty to realize that he was asking Sonia and himself the question.
"Ah...I'm not sure." He answered, "Why don't you ask your friend?" He nodded toward Metal Sonic, who was obviously confused and annoyed.
"Oh, okay. Hehe, Montagues are stupid." Charmy turned toward Metal Sonic. "Is the law on our side if I-"
"No." Metal Sonic cut him off to avoid the repetition.
"Okay." Charmy turned back toward the 'Montagues.' "No, sir, I don't bite my thumb at you, sir, but sometimes I bite my thumb."
It took everything Mighty had not to face-palm, while Sonia looked really irritated.
"Do you quarrel, sir?" Metal Sonic asked.
"Quarrel sir! No, sir." Mighty replied, somehow not letting his inner irritation show.
"If you do, sir, then I'm for ya: I..." Charmy squinted again, "I...serve as a good man."
"No better!" Mighty answered, not quite sure what Charmy meant.
"Well then, sir." Charmy stated, sounding all-too dramatic as he turned away and crossed his arms.
Several whispers of What is he doing? and even The old guy was better. began to surface from the audience, along with several peanuts that flew at Charmy. He appeared slightly annoyed, but gave it no more attention otherwise as Metal Sonic gave his next line.
"Say 'better:' here comes one of my master's kinsmen."
"Yes, better, sir." Charmy still didn't face Mighty, as if they were perhaps a couple who just broke up.
"You lie." Mighty replied, a bit afraid of how Charmy would react.
"Lie!" The bee gasped, turning angrily. "How could you say that? Draw, if you be men. Gregory, remember thy swashing blow." He drew his sword along with everyone else on stage...except Sonia.
"H-huh?" She stuttered, reddening. "Where is it? Why don't I have my...oh..." She appeared severely unamused and, before anyone could ask her about it, she cried out furiously, "Manic!"
Somewhere else, outside the theatre, Manic held his sister's sword in his hand, smirking. "That'll teach 'em to mess with me. Ah, souvenirs."
Back on stage, there were several moments of awkward silence before it was broken by Charmy hitting Mighty upside the head with the flat side of his fake blade.
"Ow!" Mighty shouted, glaring at his 'opponent' for a second before swinging back.
Metal Sonic, fully aware of the fact that Sonia didn't have a weapon, started swinging at her. In defense, the girl smacked the blade away repeatedly while whining something about unfairness.
After nearly half a minute of this fight, Tails rushed onto the stage and started hitting everyone's blades downward, finally silencing Sonia while Charmy continued to death-glare at Mighty.
"Part, fools! Put up your swords; you know not what you do." Tails hollered.
Just as he said that, Antoine came out, fake sword drawn. "What, art zou drawn among zese heartless hinds? Turn zee, Benvolio, look upon zy death."
"I-" was all Tails managed to get out before he caught something out of the corner of his eye.
A tomato, obviously rotted beyond repair, flew at Antoine, looking like it was in slow motion. It soared over his head in slow motion, and then splattered on Charmy's face at normal speed.
There was a complete silence for a full minute, only broken slightly by someone in the audience saying, "Dang it! Missed!"
"Wh...what the-" Charmy began, fury to rival Knuckles lying beneath the red spattered all over his face.
Blaze was quick to rush out and cover his mouth before he could say any...less-than-appropriate words. She turned to the audience and smiled with embarrassment. "Let's just have one more intermission."
The lights went out abruptly, and the curtains dropped.
And that was that...for now.
A/N: Hope you guys loved it! Again, thank you Misty Rius, for helping me with the story. I hate it when you make me look stupid.
Well sor-ry. Don't gotta be so...meh about it!
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