You haven't seen me in a long time, have you? Anyway, here it is, the next chapter.

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Didclaimer: I DO NOT own Seussical the Musical or any of its song's, title's, logo's, etc... I dO NOT plan to make a profit of this story. It is only in exsistance for peoples enjoyment. Although, I do own Alice.

Chapter four: Here on Who

"Wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute!" Alice exclaimed as they plunges downward. "Stop!"

"Stop? Why would we want to stop?" the Cat asked dumbly, stopping their downward spiral.

"Thank you," Alice sighed. "Okay, we can go back to screaming now."

"As you wish!" the cat laughed and started the plunge up again.

Soon, they stopped to an abrupt halt at a very odd looking city of some sort. It had twisted buildings and even stranger people in them, but it didn't look like anyone could tell that the newcomers even existed.

"Why can't they see us?" Alice wondered.

"We're the narrators. To them, we're just an omnipresent voice with no real image or purpose, but to tell their story," the Cat explained.

"I think I liked it better when I could just read this," Alice sighed.

"Help!" the voice cried

"Opp! I'mma getting that urge again!"

"Not this…" Alice begged.

"Then he heard it again; that small cry in the blue!"

"Anything but this…" Alice begged.

"Horton still couldn't see them…but I'll show them to you!" he exclaimed and pointed directly at her.

Loud spiraling music began to play and as suddenly as it started, Alice heard the Elephant's voice.

"Hello? Is anyone there? Who are you?" he asked.

As if by magic a voice answered immediately.

"Well, we're who's here, we are who's here, smaller than the eye can see!" he sang.

"Okay, who's that?" Alice demanded.

"The Mayor of Whoville," the cat said simply.

"It true, sir. We're who's, who's sir. I'm a who and so is she!" Suddenly, another small person popped up.

"Okay who is-?"

"The Mayor's wife, now-shush!"

"Hmph!"

"We're tiny little people blowing by in the air, wondering how and WWWHY! We're on Who, the tii-inest planet, in the sky!" they both sang together.

"A-ladela-deladelawhowho A-ladela-deladelawho," a whole population sang.

"Where did they come from?" The Cat didn't answer and she just kept on listening.

"A-ladela-deladela who who a-ladela-dela... We're Whos here, win or lose here, struggling to stay alive. Each gust pro- pels our dust. Oh, how the heck do Whos survive" the asked rhetorically. "At any given moment we could crash or be drowned, hitting the ground, oh my! Here on who, the ti-iniest Planet in the sky!"

"Who who who who!" they all sang.

"I'm the mayor," the mayor said proudly.

"Who who who who!"

"I'm his wife," the mayor's wife said.

"Who who who who," the cast sang.

"Just imagine, the who's unusual life!" Mr. and Mrs. Mayor sang together.

"Picture the tiniest houses and grocery stores!" a few choice whos exclaimed.

"Whoo-oo!" the rest hummed.

"Tiny Umbrellas that drip on the tiniest floors!" another bunch of whos chanted.

"Whoo-oo!" the rest sang.

"The tiniest tunnels and tiniest streets!" a bunch sang.

"Miniature busses with miniature seats!" some more hummed.

"Miniature buildings with miniature windows and doors!"

"No smaller, town than yours," Horton agreed.

"We've got a marching band that is small but grand oh, you ought to hear them wail!" they sang and a few squeaky instruments hummed their tune.

"And the Grinch is here, and every year," they sang eagerly.

"I reenact my Christmas tale," a deep voice finished.

A bunch of small voices rang eagerly out as the Grinch spun the tale.

"Every Who down in Whoville liked Christmas a lot. But the Grinch, who lived just north of Whoville…DID NOT!" he exclaimed and then a giant wave of laughter rang out from the crowd and the song started again.

"Imagine a place that is tidy and totally clean," Mr. Mayor sang proudly.

"Whoo-oo!" the population sang.

"Where even a Grinch wouldn't dare to be totally mean," the Grinch admitted.

"You think that it's heaven on earth-yes ya do!" the Mayor started. "But heaven on earth isn't heaven on Who."

"Troubles on Who are the biggest that you've ever seen!" the cast sang and then the music got a lot more…down.

"We're on the brink of war, they say we're," Mr. Mayor started.

"Going to war and oh my!" the cast sang.

"'Cause if we do then here on who, well," Mr. Mayor said.

"You can kiss Whoville goodbye!" the rest hummed.

Now the music was really depressing.

"Our skies are unbearably dark!" Mr. Mayor wailed.

"And war is unbearably near," Mrs. Mayor sighed.

"And that's not the end of our troubles…here…" Mr. Mayor finished.

"For on the other side of town, the Truffula Trees were all cut down. They once stood tall in all their glory! But that's another story…" they all sighed.

"So here on Who we live in fear, we're drifting through space, and cannot steer. A troubled in a tiny land….our future's in your hand," they all said.

"It's up to you sir, please help who sir, you're the only who hears…you must, sir! Save our dust, sir! Now that we have reached your ears…" they all hummed.

"We're tiny little people saying thanks in advance, hoping perchance, you'll trryy, here on who, the tii-inest planet, in the sky…"

"I won't let you down-no. I won't let you fall, a person's a person, no matter how small. A person's a person, no matter how…small…" Horton promised.

"Whooo…" they all sang graciously and then the song ended, or so Alice thought.

"Phew, it's finally done-"

"No it's not!"

"Wait, but-" Sure enough, the Cat was right.

"I'm the Mayor of Who, why I've just been elected. And upright behavior is thus forth expected," the Mayor explained. "Yet, here sits my son who's sent home by his teachers…for thinking strange thinks! And inventing strange creatures!"

"We're going to speak with your teachers today, and I hope the have nothing to awful to say…" Mrs. Mayor warned her son. "If you're hungry there's schlop in the fridge-a-morator."

"We're late," the Mayor warned.

"Here's a kiss," Mrs. Mayor said.

"And we'll both see you later," they both said and the sound of a door being slammed hut chimed in the distance.

"Is it over?"

"This particular song is, but here comes the next one! And guess who's singin' it?" the Cat laughed and nudged her in the elbow, winking.

"Oh great…"

End of Chapter Five

Phew, thought this would never get done, but I did it. Now, here's where things are gonna get crazy. Tune in next time for...Chapter Six: A Day for the Cat in the Hat. Review please!