Be Careful What You Read, Or You Might Get It
Behind the Scenes
OCSluvr: Hiya! Another installment in this small series of one-shots! X3 I've decided to roughly go in chronological order for the story. :-, So we'll have some based in this universe (I might even write Lauren's part that she told us in the main story, but obviously in more detail) before we head over to Middle Earth.
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We Watch Monty Python
3rd Person POV
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Michelle plopped down onto her usual seat on the left arm of the love seat couch, having already pressed play on the iMac computer. Everyone was in their usual seat, munching on the snacks the girls (besides Michelle, of course) had brought in and drinking soda (which consisted of Dr. Pepper, Sprite, Coca Cola, Vanilla Dr. Pepper, Vanilla Coca Cola, and Ginger Ale) contentedly.
It had been a few minutes since the Fellowship and the girls saw what Gandalf had accidentally done to Michelle, the details of which they kept to themselves. When the group had stopped asking questions, Aryana and Heaven had offered to watch Monty Python, which all of the girls agreed to since Michelle's parents never had said no - which they really hadn't, even though they never asked her parents, with the excuse of disturbing their work.
The black screen popped up and the music started. Everyone who hadn't seen the movie (everyone besides Michelle) all gave Michelle a confused look. Their reply was a point to the screen. The dirty blonde had made sure the text was big enough, and even then she paused the movie every time the "Swedish" subtitles came up and she would read it aloud.
"Mønti Pythøn ik den Hølie Gräilen. Røtern nik Akten Di Wik Alsø wik Alsø alsø wik." Everyone looked at Michelle like she had gone insane. She pointed to the screen, saying "Look, it says right there, 'Mønti Pythøn ik den Hølie Gräilen Røtern nik Akten Di Wik Alsø wik Alsø alsø wik'! Right there!"
With everyone shaking their heads at the girl, she pressed play, letting the music play until new "subtitles" came up.
"Wi nøt trei a høliday in Sweden this yër?" Everyone seemed to understand that - Pippin asked Michelle what Sweden was so she explained that it was a country and the accent she was failing at, despite being part Swedish, was how the Swedes spoke when they spoke in English. When Pippin nodded in understanding, complimenting Michelle on how her accent sounded fine to him (she knew he was being nice since most of the people in the room hadn't ever heard a Swedish accent), Michelle pressed play, doing the same as she did last time when new subtitles came up.
"The characters and incidents portrayed and the names used are fictitious and any similarity to the names, characters, or history of any person is entirely accidental and unintentional. Signed RICHARD M. NIXON." The girls who knew the president's name (most, some just forgot) were laughing at how a British comedy used an American persident's name. The Fellowship all looked at Michelle, silently asking who Nixon was. Michelle explained with, "The ruler of this country a few decades - a decade is ten years - ago." They nodded at the brief explanation and looked back at the screen, remaining quiet for a bit, just letting Michelle read the subtitles.
"Including the majestik møøse. A Møøse once bit my sister... No realli! She was Karving her initials on the møøse with the sharpened end of an interspace tøøthbrush given her by Svenge - her brother-in-law - an Oslo dentist and star of many Norwegian møvies: "The Høt Hands of an Oslo Dentist", "Fillings of Passion", "The Huge Mølars of Horst Nordfink"..." By then, the girls were all laughing at how funny the credits were. Everyone was surprised when Michelle read in her normal accent, "We apologise for the fault in the subtitles. Those responsible have been sacked." The rest of the girls laughed at that, while the Fellowship were whispering amongst themselves about what "being sacked" meant. Michelle quickly explained.
"They lost their jobs as writing the subtitles." They nodded and Michelle almost missed it as she read the next words.
"Mynd you, møøse bites Kan be pretti nasti..." She suppressed a laugh as she read onwards, "We apologise again for the fault in the subtitles. Those responsible for sacking the people who have just been sacked have been sacked. " She continued, reading the "normal" credits.
"Møøse trained by YUTTE HERMSGERVØRDENBRØTBØRDA Special Møøse Effects OLAF PROT Møøse Costumes SIGGI CHURCHILLMøøse Choreographed by HORST PROT III Miss Taylor's Møøses by HENGST DOUGLAS-HOME Møøse trained to mix concrete and sign complicated insurance forms by JURGEN WIGG Møøses' noses wiped by BJØRN IRKESTØM-SLATER WALKER Large møøse on the left hand side of the screen in the third scene from the end, given a thorough grounding in Latin, French and "O" Level Geography by BO BENN Suggestive poses for the Møøse suggested by VIC ROTTER Antler-care by LIV THATCHER"
Everyone laughed at that, and Michelle, through her laughter, kept going, despite the loud laughter in the background of the audience.
"The directors of the firm hired to continue the credits after the other people had been sacked, wish it to be known that they have just been sacked. The credits have been completed in an entirely different style at great expense and at the last minute." Everyone jumped in surprise at the change in background on the screen, it going from black to bright colors. Michelle smirked at everyone and kept reading.
"Executive Producer JOHN GOLDSTONE & "RALPH" The Wonder Llama Producer MARK FORSTATER Assisted By EARL J. LLAMA MIKE Q. LLAMA III SY LLAMA MERLE Z. LLAMA IX Directed By 40 SPECIALLY TRAINED ECUADORIAN MOUNTAIN LLAMAS 6 VENEZUELAN RED LLAMAS 142 MEXICAN WHOOPING LLAMAS 14 NORTH CHILEAN GUANACOS (CLOSELY RELATED TO THE LLAMA) REG LLAMA OF BRIXTON 76000 BATTERY LLAMAS FROM "LLAMA-FRESH" FARMS LTD. NEAR PARAGUAY and TERRY GILLIAM & TERRY JONES"
And just after that, the movie started. Michelle gasped, remembering something. To everyone, she said quickly, "Also, there aren't actually any moose used in this movie... Or llamas." Everyone absent-mindedly nodded, their eyes trained on King Arthur and Patsy, the latter making the sound of the horse hooves copping on the ground with two coconut-halves. Michelle grinned and leaned back on the couch, enjoying the movie.
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The footage supposedly burned, shocking the girls, well, those who understood the entire idea of burning of the film and it's severity to the film (there were some who were so caught up in modern technology that they didn't understand at all, and Heaven took it upon herself to explain, as Michelle was banging her head on her palm many times and Bee was looking for Nutella). When the Fellowship also asked about the burning of film and as such, Heaven had a much bigger audience to explain to.
When she had finished, Heaven looked over at Michelle and grinned when she saw her best friend was asleep, Pippin's head being her pillow. 'Is a humanoid skull really that comfortable to sleep on?' Heaven couldn't help but ask, and she imagined her best friend would answer with something like, 'Well, we sleep on our own skull! Is that comfy?' Heaven shook her head at the thought and turned to face everyone. "Well then, since Michelle, our gracious hostess, is following her parents' example-" everyone looked into the living room to see her parents asleep on the floor, cuddled together on the pillows, and then came back into the room, "-why don't we do the same?" Everyone looked around at each other, then all looked at Heaven and shook their heads.
"No."
Heaven sighed and shook her head, giving in. She wasn't that tired, either.
"Fine then. What do y'all wanna watch?" In unison, everyone said,
"More Monty Python!"
"Katekyo Hitman Reborn!"
"Hunger Games!"
"More Doctor Who!"
"Rest of Fairy Tail!"
"Black Butler!"
And some other requests. Heaven sighed again, before freezing. 'I'm turning into Michelle, with all of this sighing.' She groaned, before looking up at everyone.
"Okay, for the rest of the night, we'll watch all Monty Python skits they've ever done, the first two movies of Hunger Games (since that's all that's on Netflix), one season of Doctor Who - we're in New Who, right? Right -, then the rest of Fairy Tail from where we left off, and the first season of Black Butler. By then, it should be well morning, right?"
Bee let out an annoyed, "Oi! What 'bout KHR?" Heaven shook her head, dismissing the idea. Michelle warned her about watching that anime in Bee's presence...she could get...into it.
Everyone nodded, and Michelle shifted in her sleep, with a now-asleep Pippin still as her pillow, and she mumbled, "Mmmmm... grammar...fix..." And then she fell back asleep.
Everyone else who were still awake looked at each other and whispered, "Ready, set, go!" And they did just as Heaven planned, without waking their hostess, their hostess' parents, or Pippin throughout the entire night...
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OCSluvr: Well, that's done. :) Now, onto the next installment of this mini-series! Because FanFiction is being a prick and isn't allowing me to work on my longer chapters. XP So, instead, I'm getting work done on this! X3 Yay! Also, this little chapter gives me good reason to have everybody quote Monty Python! MISSION ACCOMPLISHED! XD
Have a great day/night, everybody reading this!
OCSluvr is out!