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Previously in Les Mis Meets Disney...
Then the 15,999,999 members of TFCOPWAODAATTFHJV, the alien marching band, Bach Lightyear, and Fantine all ran toward Valjean by pressing the EJECT buttons next to their seats. Then they picked him up and he went crowdsurfing. They passed im around, claiming they would never wash their hands again, until someone dropped him. It was the fat vendor, who was disracted my his Valjean yo-yo. It hit him in the face and he dropped Valjean, still wearing his Speedo.
Chapter 4
The SDCOHSDGSBAD(which stands for The Seven Dwarves Consisting Of Happy, Sleepy, Dopey, Grumpy, Sneezy, Bashful, And Doc) were on the move again, after busting out of prison.
"Hey!! I have a very random idea!!" Grumpy, the leader of the group, said to the other 6. "We can take this cart over here and push it down the street!" He told them, pointing to a heavy, metal vendor's cart.
"I.I.I.I don't th-think that's such a goo-good thing to do, ummm sir." Bashful told their leader. He was scared, afraid , and still mentally stuttering when Doc told him it's ok.
"We can just push it at the angle of the sun with the diatemter following that man over there. We'll barly miss him and no one will get angry. It's perfect! Perfect, I tell you!" Doc yelled the last part at the blazing sun, before walking back to his place in line. (AN:Did we mention that this whole time he's been laughing evily with an evil smirk and an evil glare to his eyes.)
"On 3! 1...2...2 1/2...2 3/4...5!" Dopey yelled, not being able to count to three.
"OK...how about when I sneeze, push it!" Grumpy ordered.
"1...2...achoo!" Sneezy said/sneezed. WAIT! Did I say SNEEZY?? OH NO! They pushed the cart when SNEEZY SNEEZED! MAYDAY! MAYDAY! They all pushed the cart. Unfortunately for Doc, the sun moved at that second so his long, hard math problem didn't work. It hit an innocent bystander. Crazy old Maurice from Beauty and the Beast!
"Help me!" Maurice cried. Valjean saw stupid Maurice pinned under the cart. "Why the (insert bad word here) is that stupid guy pinned under a cart? Oh! The dwarves tried to push it at the angle of the sun with the diatemter following that man over there!" Valjean cried.
"It's perfect! Perfect, I tell you!" he cried, cackling evily. Unfortunately, the plan backfired and now There was a crazy man dying under a cart.
" I have an idea!! I can get him out with a song montage!" Valjean cried. Suddenly the green alien orchestra, the clams and the pearls, Bach Lightyear, and Sebastian the crustacean popped up out of nowwhere. The 15,999,999 TFCOPWAODAATTFHJV also popped out of nowwhere.
"He thinks that man is me. He knew him at a glance! That stranger he has found, this man could be my chance! Why should I save his hide? Why should I right this wrong When I have come so far and struggled for so long? If I speak, I am condemned.
If I stay silent, I am danged! I am the object of desire of hundreds of fans. They all look to me.
How can I abandon them? How would they live if I am not free? If I speak, I am condemned. If I stay silent, I am damned!
Who am I? Can I condemn this man to death? Pretend I do not feel his agony? This innocent who bears my face who goes to judgement in my place! Who am I?
Can I conceal myself for evermore? Pretend I'm not the hero I was before?
And must my name until I die
Be no more than an alibi?
Must I lie?
How can I ever face my fellow men?
How can I ever face myself again?
My soul belongs to God, I know
I made that bargain long ago
He gave me hope when hope was gone
He gave me strength to journey on..." ValJean paused for dramtic effect as the crowd cheered. He pulled the cart up uysing the strngth God had given him and waited for Maurice to pop out.
"I'm free! I'm crazy! I'm a crazy free man! Huzzah! I'm free. I'm free. I'm free!" Maurice danced in a circle by himself as ValJean and the musicans ended the song.
"Who am I? Who am I? I am Jean Val Jeannnnnnn! " He pointed to to a man in the crowd wearing a gorilla suit. "And so Javert you see it's true, that man," He pointed to danicng Maurics and copntiued, "has no more guilt than you! Who am I? 2, 4, 6, 0 ,1! " He paused and waited for a reaction.
Nothing.
Then a slow clap started that rose into a thundersus applase. It was the slow clap that turns into a thunderous applause. ValJean bowed and bowed while showing off his tattoo that stated the numbers he hgad just sung.
As he was singing he ripped off his shirt, showing a whole lot of chest hair and a tattoo that said 24601 with a heart and arrow around it. Then all of the girls of the TFCOPWAODAATTFHJV fainted.
Back at that famous prison, the dwarfs were gathered together in one cell. No one thought they would be smart enough to escape together and they were right.
They were so consumed by their supreme idiocy that they began to eat each other. It was like a mini Civil War as they fought and fought.
"Take that Sneezy!" Happy yelled at him as Bashful tried to gnaw off Happy's leg. It wasn't working very well.
They were too consumed by their supreme idiocy that they began to eat each other. One by one, the dwarves were slowly eaten away until only one remained...dopey.