This just happened today at my after-school play rehearsal and I thought it was really funny. It will raise the rating of the story to a T though. Oh well, that's life. Please enjoy my friends, played by Woodrow, stupidity! This chapter kind of jumps around because a lot of funny things happened today, but if I try to link them together, they won't be as funny.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Storm Hawks, the youtube video 'Harry Potter and the Mysterious Ticking Noise,' or anything else that has been copyrighted by someone else. I do own my OCs.

Drabble 4:

Brooke's POV...

Piper and I were backstage getting ready to go onstage for the big beginning scene. The director, Mr. Smith, was speaking to one of the leads about something they needed to do in the scene. Woodrow walked up to us. We were upstage and behind the set so that no one could see us. "I'm really excited to use my blind." He told us.

Woodrow had a scene where a curtain opened to reveal him up on a platform and he was psyced. "What if you were naked when it opened?" I asked, laughing.

Woodrow cracked up and said, "Just be facing the other way and turn around and be like, 'oh my gosh, I'm so embarrased.'" We laughed as Piper blushed.

"What's wrong?" I asked her.

"I came into this coversation at the wrong time." She laughed.

"This is a weird conversation. When would've been a better time to jump in?" I asked.

"Never." She said. I laughed.

"When the curtain opens, I should be like, 'Hey! Close the curtain! This is my personal area!'" Woodrow said.

"That would be hilarious, but Smith would murder you." I said.

"And everyone else would be scarred for the rest of their lives." Piper said.

"True. I might blind someone with my paleness." He said.

"You're not that pale." I said.

"The lights make it worse. I would, like, reflect." He said.

"It could be the closing scene. Everyone would come in a normal person and leave a traunatized soul who needed serious therapy." Piper said.

"I could scream and jump down the first time. Then, at the end of the play in curtain call, jump up in all my naked glory and yell 'Woodrow!'" He said.

"It would be like 'Harry Potter and the Mysterious Ticking Noise!' Dumbledore!" I laughed.

Chassidy's POV...

"Want some Germ-X?" Ravess asked, down in the audience.

"Sure." Piper said.

"I want some!" I exclaimed.

"Okay." She said. She squirted a puddle of purple liquid into both of our hands.

"Is this realy Germ-X?" Piper asked cautiously.

"Yeah. It's a new kind. It smells really good and looks even cooler." She said.

"Okay!" I said, rubbing my hands together. Piper followed my lead.

"No, don't...!" Ace began.

"Too late!" Ravess asked.

"Look at your hands." Alexis told me.

Piper and I slowly, fearfully, opened our hands and looked at them. They were stained bright purple. "Ravess!" I exclaimed. She was laughing so hard she couldn't breathe.

"Just wipe it off..." Piper began.

"No! It stains!" I exclaimed.

"What? Ravess, you suck!" She yelled.

"Bitch!" I laughed.

"I can't believe you guys fell for it!" She laughed. Ace and Alexis joined in. Pretty soon, I was laughing too and so was Piper.

Alexis' POV...

"Here, Woodrow. Use this microphone." Mr. Smith said. "Test it." He added.

"Testing..." Woodrow tapped the quiet microphone. "It doesn't work." He said.

"Obviously." Mr. Smith said, walking toward the sound booth. "Keep talking!" He called.

"Uh, okay. Hi! I'm Woodrow! I'm talking into a broken microphone! I get to use a curtain!" Then, He began to sing," a, b, c, d, e, f, g, h, i, j, k, l, m, n, ,o p, q, r, s, t, u, v, w, x, y, z!"

"Woodrow, shut up!" Lark called from offstage.

"But I'm supposed to talk!" He called.

"God Lord." She sighed.

Woodrow stayed quiet. "Woodrow, keep talking!" Mr. Smith called.

"Everyone's telling me to do something different!" Woodrow exclaimed.

"Don't listen to Lark, listen to the director!" I called.

"Okay. I'm talking into a microphone that doesn't work. THIS SUCKS!" He yelled.

"Just go back behind the curtain, we'll work on it later."

3rd person POV...

"Wait! Sophia and Nadia, come downstage. I need to talk to you!" Mr. Smith called.

Woodrow stuck his head out from behind the curtain. Brooke laughed and waved at him. He smiled a goofy smile at her before ducking quickly back into the curtain.

Woodrow and Mr. Smith were working on the microphone again. "Test it now!" Mr. Smith called.

"TESTING! Oh! It works! Whoa!" He yelled. Everyone covered their ears from the sudden loud sound. Woodrow chuckled and said, "Cool."

At the end of rehearsal, Chassidy said, "My hands are still purple."

"Mine too." Piper said.

"That was so mean, Ravess." Lark said.

There you have it! My super-fun day at rehearsal! Have an awesome day (or night!)

After-school Rehearsal