Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own it. It would be nice to, but I don't.
Well snap, this is the last chapter! So, I'm going to say something almost sweet.
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These are all the people who reviewed. Time for the final chapter.
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The gang of children: Firmin, Andre, Erik, Christine, Raoul, Meg, Maria, and Carlotta, were all trying to find the exit of the Evil Place. They were following a map.
Even though the "map" was six letters: R-R-L-R-L-L.
But because the little group started in the wrong place, they ended up back down the hallway with Teen Living. They watched as the entire cast of High School Musical slowly walked out the door, smiling brightly and looking directly ahead with dead eyes. They then marched away like the robots they are.
"I always knew something was wrong with them," Christine whispered to Meg, who nodded as Corbin Bleu waved at the group before his head turned 90 degrees and stayed there.
"We're ztill lozt!!" Carlotta whined. The other seven shrugged.
"How are we getting out of here?" Andre asked.
"Well, it's very simple," Erik explained. "We hitch a ride on one of these creatures," he paused again to wave his hand towards the crowd of fifth graders leaving the school, "tame them, and get them to get us out of here."
It sure sounded simple enough. But the children didn't know how to tame these wild beasts, so they used their brand of logic. All eight of them got nickels and attempted to distract the older students with the shiny objects. It worked, mostly. (Firmin tried to eat his nickel, so Andre had to distract his fifth grader for him).
They all now rode the other children like horses. Erik was having some trouble, because his fifth grader looked a little familiar (Bruce) and was trying to buck him off.
But eventually they arrived at the buses. There were a lot of them, lined up outside the school. Maria frowned.
"How do we know which one to get on?" she asked, tapping her stick against the ground. The others just shrugged. Raoul walked up to the bus administrator.
"What bus should we get on?"
The administrator looked from him and his long hair, to the other seven children. She immediately pointed to the shortest bus. Raoul was about to go get on it when he was smacked with a stick and dragged towards an empty bus stop.
"What was that for?" he groaned, rubbing his head.
"Our bus is coming." Maria pointed a stick towards in incoming bus that, instead of a number, was labeled Little Freaks.
To keep himself busy while the bus came, Erik was attempting to stand up on a disco-ball-colored soccer ball. He'd put one foot on it and try to step up.
"What are you doing?" Christine asked quietly, titling her head to the left.
"I'm bringing sexy back," Erik responded like this was the most obvious thing in the world.
Christine just kept tilting her head to the side until she fell over.
The real chaos, however, broke out when the bus finally pulled in. The eight of them piled on. The problem was that Christine was in front, so she sat down first. Raoul and Erik got into a very violent pillow fight (substituting pillows for the leather bus seats, which they tore off themselves) over who got to sit next to her.
Marie and Meg got into a slightly less fight (rock, paper, scissors) over who got the window seat, but kept trying to use the same thing. So the sounds of the game filled the bus.
Andre and Firmin simply sat down and waited.
Carlotta was walking down to the very last seat when she noticed a very pudgy boy sitting there. She cocked an eyebrow.
"Hi," Mr. Pudgy said over the loud noise of the two Girys ("ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS, SHOOT! AW DARN! ROCK, PAPER…"). "I'm Piangi. Wanna sit with me?"
Carlotta had nothing better to do, so she sat with him.
The bus started rolling away. Raoul had actually managed to shove Erik halfway out the opposite window, so he was sitting next to Christine.
Meg got the window seat, and Maria had her arms crossed and was pouting.
Firmin and Andre just sat there.
Carlotta and Piangi were chatting almost merrily.
It continued like this until the now nine children were ushered off the bus in front of the opera house. Random Woman, who was probably Maria's mother, brought them all in for milk and cookies.
"So kids, how was your first day?"
All of them looked at each other, exchanging glances and using their eyes to try and force one of them to talk. Eventually it was Erik. Taking a cookie, he took a bite, chewed slowly, and gave the only real summary there was.
"…Interesting."
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A/N: And it's finished. That was fun! I hope you all enjoyed reading. Oh yeah, an explanation.
R-R-L-R-L-L: Right, right, left, right, left, left. And the whole disco ball thing was for Justin Timberlake. On the front of his album, Future Sex/Love Sounds, it shows him trying to step onto a disco ball. And he started the whole 'bringing sexy back' thing. Oh, and I wasn't making fun of the short bus. I promise.
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