The play that I am Doing...



Now I am going to thank some people:

Rouge-of-Fortune- Thank You!! That was actually Lala's perverted idea so... By the way, they weren't sharing a dressing room. Sheba was just there at that time.

Village Idiot- COFFEE RULES!!!

Poetry-Freak- Guess you didn't read Chapter 2 then... Anyways, I'll be writing a Jenna/Isaac one day, so look for it okay?

Alex- Only Two?? That's not a lot... Oh well! Thanx for reviewing anyways!!!

Leif- Lala said that you were more insane than she is.....is that possible?

Piro Flare- Yeah, gravy...



So thanx to all the people who reviewed the play story about a Christmas Carol...

Lala: It would be helpful if you could remember the title of the story....

Yeah, well I have much more important things to remember...

Lala: Like what??

Uh... Stuff...

Lala: Okay...

Oh yeah!! Before I forget, I turn 16 on the 5th, so please send presents!!

Lala: Tell me something, did they change the legal driving age to 18, or is it still 16??

You just want me to drive you to places don't you??

Lala: I can drive myself around if I were only old enough... After all, I was the one who taught you how to drive.

Just because you started driving at 10 doesn't make you better than me.

Lala: yes it does.

Shut up!

Lala: Shut don't go up.

AGHHHH!!!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~*Before the Play Starts*~

Please don't let her come. Please don't let her come. Please don't let her come. Please don't let her come....

Lala: Hi Hi!!!

She came.....

Lala: Well it is my house...

I need to go to Liz's house...

Lala: -.-* WHAT DID YOU SAY!??

Uh, nothing... What's that??

Lala: *Holding a really, really, really, really, really, really, really big board like thing except that it has magic sparkles all over it* This??

Yes.

Lala: This is the really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really big board like thingy that is really magic because it allows everyone except for the director see it thing!!!

Why can't the director see it???

Lala: I dunno, it's just the way it is.

Okay.

Lala: I'm going to put it on ye wall over yonder!

Ye wall over yonder?????

~*In the Room Where the Really, really, really, really, really Big Board Type thingy whatever is being placed*~ (Or ye wall over yonder...)

Lawyer: *walks in*

Lala: My I help you?

Lawyer: *Looks at Lala in disbelief* Excuse me madam, but are you even human?

Lala: *Gets weird glint in eye* Do you wish to know the truth??

Lawyer: Yes.

Lala: Well then, I AM SATAN, RULER OF THE UNDER WORLD!!! BOW DOWN TO ME YE FOOLISH MORTAL!! I WILL DESTROY ALL WHO STAND IN MY WAY!!! BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!! Have a nice day!

Lawyer: O_o *runs away*

Picard: So do I have a case??

Lawyer: Is she... Do you know that she...

Picard: yup.

Lawyer: You've got the case.

Picard: WOOHOO!!!



~*Ten minutes before the play starts*~

Okay People!! Only ten minutes before curtain!

Jenna: Hey!!! I have a few complaints to make here!!! Why do I have to be the stagehand? Fan is Scrooge's sister, and if Felix is playing Scrooge, shouldn't I play Fan??

Ivan: So do I!!! Sheba is shorter than me, so why do I have to be Tiny Tim??

Garet: I have to have two kids stuck to me in my robe?

Alex: Felix has to touch me on the chest?! (That sounded so wrong...)

Agatio: I don't like the name Richard any better than Dick!! *Everyone snickers*

Lala: Yeah!! How come The Ghost of Christmas Future is mute?!

Um... You didn't know that? I thought you were a part of the Play at your school..

Lala: I got kicked out for annoyance...

Why doesn't that surprise me......

Isaac: Hey I have a complaint as well! Why do I have to be married to Mia??

Mia: Me to! Why do I always get stuck with Isaac?

Fehizi: Fan is only in the play for like, 30 seconds!! I want a bigger role!!

Picard: I don't get why I'm the Nephew!

Master Hama: What am I even doing over here??

Everyone: WE HAVE COMPLAINTS!!!!

Uh, here!! *Pulls Hsu out of nowhereness* Hsu will handle this!!! From now on, he's the complaint department!!! *Runs away*

Hsu: wha...WHAT!!

Everyone: COMPLAINTS!!!!

Hsu: Help!!!

~*Five Minutes before Play Starts*~

Jenna: That was fun!

Isaac: I never knew that making a complaint could be so worthwhile...

Garet: We have to do that again.

Everyone: YEAH!!!

Uh... What happened?

Lala: I suggest that you check on Hsu. *Giggles*

Uh oh...

Hsu: x.x

Oh well, is everyone happy now?

Everyone: YES!!

Okay then! Let the Play begin in five minutes time!!

~*In the discussion room*~

This version of the play is weird.

Lala: Yeah, well, it's being performed by a bunch of middle school kids, it has to be cut down or the kids would have never remembered their lines.

But still...

Lala: Look, it's six days until Christmas, we don't have much of a choice except to follow this script. It won't be THAT bad.

Riiiiight...

~*The Play Begins*~

SCENE 1

Act 1

Part 1

[Marley is standing there looking dead blah, blah, blah.] Marley: My name is Jacob Marley, and I am dead. [Turns to the left. A spot light shines on Scrooge. He is in his office, working on papers. Bob Cratchit is in a tiny cubicle next to him.]

That is Ebenezer Scrooge, a miser like I was in life. He was my soul executer, my soul friend, and my soul mourner... Yet even he did not shed so much as a tear when I died. Oh yes, I am as dead as a doornail. There is no doubt whatsoever about that. The register of my burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker, and the chief mourner. Scrooge signed it: and Scrooge's name was good upon the Exchange for anything he chose to put his hand to. He is tight-fisted. Scrooge, the squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous sinner, he shall learn his lesson soon enough...

Charity Woman 1 (The hotel woman from Vault): Merry Christmas sir!!

Scrooge: Bah, Humbug!!

Charity Woman 1: um.. Am I talking to Mr. Marley or Mr. Scrooge?

Scrooge: Marley died seven years ago on this very night...

Charity Woman 2: Ah, well, we have come to ask you that, in the spirit of Christmas, would you like to donate some money to the poor?? How much would you like to donate?

Scrooge: Nothing.

Charity Woman 2: You wish to remain anonymous?

Scrooge: No, I wish to be left alone!! I have enough problems as it is, and I do not have the time or patience to help others!!!

Charity Woman 1: Sir, these people are poor and are in need of help!!

Scrooge: Are there no workhouses? Are there no prisons?

Charity Woman 2: There are, but the workhouses and prisons are horrible!! In fact, most of the people would rather die than go there!

Scrooge: let them die then, and decrease the surplus population!

Charity Woman 1: Mr. Scrooge!

Scrooge: Good Afternoon!!!

CUT!!!!!!!!!!

Scrooge, Charity woman 1&2, and Bob: Huh?

It's too quite backstage...

~*Backstage*~

Everyone: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...................

WAKE UP!!!

Everyone: AGHH!!

WHY DID YOU FALL ASLEEP!?

Everyone: .............

AGHHHH!!!

Felix: Guess the play's over for today!

Everyone: YAY!!!

~*Felix's Dressing Room*~

Picard: Why did he call everyone here?

Jenna: How am I supposed to know?

Lala: Hi Hi!!

Picard: Hi.

Lala: AGHH!!!

Picard ^______^

Felix: Gather 'round my children...

Everyone: What!?

Felix: I need to fit this piano into my dressing room....

Sheba: Not this again....

Lala: Uh, Whoops!! Gotta go!!

Everyone else: Us too!!!

Felix: Oh, crappypants...



~*At StarbucksĀ®*~

Why did everyone fall asleep??

Lala: Cause it was sooooo boring.

Hey...

Lala: Good God!!! It's supposed to be humorous!!! Where's the humor??

Uh.....

Lala: Give me one day, and I'll make it funny.

Really?

Lala: Yep.

YAY!!! COFFEE!!!

Lala: Not coffee.....