Yeah, yeah... I haven't updated. Those of you who keep up with my other stories know why, so I feel no point in explaining. All that's important is... I'VE UPDATED!1!11111! :D

On with the show!


(Tech Guy pushes on a background piece for Juliet's room, now repaired with multiple colors of duct tape.)

Director: (epicfacepalm) You can't be serious.

Tech Guy: We couldn't find the staple gun, boss.

Director: (sighs) Very well. You're on, Jules!

Juliet: (Enters onstage, pacing) I sent the Nurse three hours ago! What if she can't find him? (stops) Psh! Naa! (continues pacing) Oh, she's SO slow! It would've been so much easier if these people had invented a cell phone or Facebook!

Author: (realizing that the Director is staring at her awkwardly) Don't look at me, I didn't write that.

Juliet: (still pacing) Now if only she was younger, but no. (as if taunting someone backstage) She's far from young. She's so old that she was a waitress at the Last Supper! (classic comedy drumbeat here)Young people can get things done so much faster! And they have a better chance of getting with that guy from fifth period English!

Nurse: (popping out from backstage, knife in hand) Oh no you didn't!

Director: (quickly) Drop the knife, Nurse! We can't replace her! (Suddenly, Random Guy walks on, in a red dress, makeup and heels.) Like I said, we can't replace her.

Author: (dragging Random Guy offstage) Sorry, dude. Not happening.

Random Guy: Awww! And I just found the right shade of lipstick! (They exit.)

Nurse: (still annoyed) So? You can't replace me either! (Then the Author walks on in the same Nurse costume.)

Random Guy: (from offstage) I wouldn't be so sure!

Author: (staring at the Nurse in fear. The Nurse is now angrily staring at her.) Look it's not what you think! I mean, of course, I would love to be the Nurse, but really….

Nurse: Mmmhmm?

Author: (nervously laughing) Exit stage left! (Runs in midair, then zooms at the speed of light offstage)

Nurse: (chasing after her) Get back here, you *bleep*! (stops abruptly) Oh, by the way, Romeo's waiting to hook up with you. I'd get over there before that boy changes his mind. (chasing after the Author again) Get back here!

Juliet: (squealing with excitement) I'm getting married! (skips offstage)

Random Guy: (sees the Nurse chasing the Author) I don't know if you'll be able to catch her.

Nurse: (stops in front of him and drops the knife into the palm of his hand) Oh no? (pulls out paintball gun from nowhere) Watch me!

Director: (standing with Random Guy, awkwardly looking at each other) Ah well! Set up the cathedral!


Random Guy: Well... our Author is a bit busy at the moment so I'll be the one to say that she'll try to updated more soon!

(running from nowhere, angrily glaring at Random Guy) Oh, you will so pay for this!

Nurse: WHERE IS SHE?

Eeekk! (runs away)

Random Guy: Please note, no actors were harmed in the making of this chapter... except for our Author...yea, she's not gonna make it.