Along Came the Holidays
By Saltwater Romance
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Countdown #16: This Christmas
Help make the season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight.
- Nat King Cole
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Dedicated: To the people who love watching/being a part of plays. Holla' to my friends who put on this amazing play based off of the 1992 movie called Noises Off. I die with laughter every single time I watch it!
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"It's quite shocking finding a man lying at the bottom of the stairs," Sumire stated dryly as the injured Ruka laid on the floor before continuing, "but now that we've all met, we'll just have to introduce ourselves."
She gracefully patted her sickening green partner on his chest, "This is my husband. He hates surprises."
She batted her eyelashes and urged, "So why don't you get that stuff in the loo that eats right through anything?"
Her husband blinked in surprise before recollecting himself, "Eats right through. Right. Thank you."
He bent down to peck her cheek and stormed into the downstairs bathroom with the slam of the door, "I've heard of getting stuck, but this is ridiculous!"
The window pane located on the right side of the front door broke from a fist slamming into it, "No bars, burglar alarms. They should be prosecuted for incitement."
"A BURGLAR!" Sumire exclaimed in excitement, but strain was obvious, "This is most exciting!"
An older looking woman, who was the maid of the house, roleld her eyes and glanced at her nails, "Come join the party honey."
The husband stuck his head out from the bathroom and apologized, "This is my fault. I say, 'I've heard of getting stuck, but this is ridiculous.' and slammed this door."
He slammed it for more emphasis. Instead of getting sympathy, another of the window panes crashed open as other man in a mask came through, "No bars, burglar alarms. They should be prosecuted for incitement."
The husband of Sumire's sighed, "Oh dear, I've done it again."
The two burglars exchanged glances before spreading their palms forward and paced together. The one who recently broke into the house spoke of exasperation, "It makes me want to weep."
The maid commented mockingly, "I know. It's getting like a funeral!"
Together, the two burglars spoke in unison, "When I think that I used to do banks. When I remember I used to do billion vaults. What am I doing now? Breaking into paper bags…"
The two glanced at the house contemptuously.
The first burglar to enter sighed, "I thought that the coast was clear."
The second drunken burglar insisted, referring to the husband, "I saw him go through! I was listening. What's it that he says?"
The Sumire, her husband, Ruka, the maid, and the first burglar yelled, "I'VE HEARD OF GETTING STUCK, BUT THIS IS RIDICULOUS!"
Crash.
"No bars, burglar alarms. They should be prosecuted for incitement."
Sumire stares at the audience, "They always come in threes…"
The three of the burglars once again spread their palms forward and paced together. With deep baritones and tenors mixed, they dryly repeated, "It makes me want to weep. When I think that I used to do banks. When I remember I used to do billion vaults."
Sumire waved her arms frantically as a light appeared on her face, "Hold on! We know this man!"
She ripped off the ski mask of the third burglar's to reveal the handsome face of Tsubasa's, "He's not a burglar! He's our social worker! He's that nice man who comes and tells us what to do."
As soon as police was called, the wedding was issued, and a daddy-daughter-in-bra-and-underwear moment was issued, the curtain pulled down with thunderous applause came from audience. Almost about everyone stood on their feet clapping as hard as they could. Ruka, Tsubasa, Sumire, and the others had put on a magnificent performance.
Hotaru stood with Mikan and Koko, waiting for the cast to come out.
"I never knew that Ruka could act," Mikan said with wide-eyed appreciation, "He was like… Better than amazing."
"Mmmhmm," Hotaru admitted, holding a bouquet of flowers, even though her boyfriend was indeed a he. What else was given at the end of performances? Usually flowers… Thank God Ruka didn't have a problem with demasculining acts. Mikan smiled to herself, knowing that even Hotaru laughed not once… But ten times throughout the entire play!
"Koko!" Sumire yelled as she came out from the staging area, all dressed in her sweats, which didn't match her outlandish make-up. She ran to her best friend and jumped on his back in attempt to startle her newfound friend. From the momentum of the impact of Sumire's body and bag slamming into Koko made them stopple over.
Spectators' eyes bulged out from the fact that some girl would jump on a guy's back whose leg was broken. Tough.
He grunted from under her, "Well, you weren't so bad."
"Dude," she replied breathless, "We brought the house down!"
"Yeah," Mikan tinkered, "I didn't even want to go in the first place until Mrs. Serina told us that we'd get extra credit for going! My god, I'm SO happy that I went! I really wouldn't have because I thought that it would suck since the plot itself was confusing…"
"Until it was put on," Sumire supplied.
Mikan nodded, "A play of people putting on a play… Genius! If they put this out on DVD, I'd definitely buy it!"
"Hotaru," Ruka bent down to peck her cheek.
"You look dumb," she stated as the corners of her lips tugged up to see his harshly done eye-liner and smudged lipstick as she handed him the bouquet of snapdragons mixed with baby breath.
"We should go out to eat," Mikan laughed, "Let's see how many stares we'll get."
"Definitely."
"What place is open at 10:30 at night?" Hotaru asked disgustedly, not a night person herself.
"I know a place," Koko smirked, "It's about two blocks from here… Called my house…"
"Oh, I haven't been there," Mikan mocked, "What's it like?"
"Narnia," he winked, "With hamburgers and even better turkish delight."
So the five friends set off together waltzing in the fresh snow that welcomed their merriment without the notice of the two crimson eyes that were watching them from afar.
"So that's where Ruka's been hiding…"
Fin.
Author's Sidenote:
Dear Saltwater Romance,
I'd like Ruka and Natsume to be/not be enemies in your story because *insert explanation, no matter how simple.* I will be waiting for the revisions of your chapters 20-16 by the end of the weekend. Good luck.
Somewhat confused,
Your friend from the fresh water.