AN: Yes, I'm cheap. This isn't an actual chapter, it's a few of the text messages that are currently causing Robbie so much grief, along with some character set-up. The real next chapter is nearly done, but I've been really busy rehearsing lately. It'll be up as soon as it's done.

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Dramaqueen2: Omg, did you hear that Allie's dad's directing the school play this year? It's The Producers!

Techdeck: Sportacus is directing! He is soooo dreamy, lol!

Dramaqueen2: I think it's the other one. Robbie.

Techdeck: What the hell does Robbie know about directing?

Dramaqueen2: What does Sportacus know about directing?

Techdeck: He's ripped, he doesn't have to know a damn thing.

Techdeck: D'ya hear about Robbie Rotten directing the play this year?

Balletrat: Oh, god. This should be good!

Balletrat: Hey, Kelse! Your girlfriend's dad's directing this year!

Vangogh: Ex-girlfriend, jerk. What does Sportacus know about directing?

Balletrat: It's Robbie, and probably next to nothing. And everyone knows she still likes you.

Vangogh: Shut up, Grace! It was three months ago, and it was a mutual break-up!

Vangogh: Hey, guess what's up! Robbie's directing the play!

#1Phan: You're joking me. Robbie Rotten?

Vangogh: Yep, Robbie Rotten. You and me going to swing by the café tomorrow and grab an ice cap before school?

#1Phan: No can do, I gotta be there early. There's two new kids, and I have to show one of them around. They're moving here from NYC, that should be a dream…

Vangogh: Good luck. BTW, it's The Producers!