A/N: haha, I'm finally updating. Even though I got, like, no reviews. And Hannah Montanna (who I'm not too fond of) is in this chappie! I think this is the last one, unless anyone has an idea for another chapter.
Disclaimer: still ain't mine! DANG IT!
"So," Roger continued, "I called up the station and asked if I could work there playing music for the soap..."
April and Mimi burst out laughing. Milk started coming out of their noses, which was odd because they didn't even drink any in the first place. Roger handed them Kleenex tissues which April still thought were way too expensive. Mimi nodded to him to let him finish.
"I'm traveling to Cuba to play music for the show!" he said, and he started kissing Mimi. A lot. "Meems, will you come with me?" Mimi nodded between kisses, and April smiled.
"Alrighty," she said. She started packing a suitcase that a dwarf had given her the year before. "I have to go now. Bye Roger, bye Meems." The two girls hugged, and April gave Mimi her phone number. They hugged one last time, and then April disappeared into thin air. Roger started acting like a chicken, and Mimi went to pack up their stuff.
At that very moment, Angel and Collins walked into the loft, singing with Hannah Montanna. All three were very drunk. "YOU GET THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS!" they slurred, then Hannah passed out. Collins and Angel high-fived, and threw her out the window. They heard various cracks, which they assumed were the teenager's bones. They high-fived again, and Roger stoped acting like a chicken. He did put on a sombrero, though.
"Heehee…Roger has a hattie!" Collins slurred, then became totally sober. The couple consisting of Joanne and Maureen came through the door, congratulating Roger about landing the job in Cuba. Maureen thought his hat was cute, so she took it and ran away. Right before she left, she grabbed Joanne's hand and they mumbled something about going back to Alaska.
"Sooooo," Angel said, "You got a job in Cuba? That's so cool, but I'm not being separated from Mimi, here, so I'm coming!"
"ANGEL, NO, DON'T LEAVE ME!" Collins yelled, sobbing all over the floor. Angel gave him a big hug, then told him to be a big boy. She also told him that he could come, and he immediately called up the airport, getting them airline tickets to France.
"Why France?" Angel, Mimi and Roger asked, and Collins shrugged. Angel and Mimi began talking in Spanish, while Roger attempted to tango with himself. Then the French Ambassador's daughter came in, taught him to tango, and went to Miss Porter's with Nanette Himmelfarb. Roger shrugged and tried to tango with a broom. He didn't tango, but he did get rid of the majority of dust in the loft.
"TO FRANCE!" Collins yelled.
"TO HANDCRAFTED BEERS…" Mimi yelled.
"NOT THIS AGAIN!" Roger yelled, and they all shut up.
"TO FRANCE!" Collins yelled again, and they all cheered.
"Huzzah!" Angel called, putting on her Viking helmet. They all ran to the airport to get on a plane to France. It was right after they left when Mark stumbled out of his room, recovering from the abusive old ladies. He looked around, very confused, to find the loft empty.
"How long was I asleep?"
A/N: k, that's it.
