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.
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!
