First last and only note of disclaimer! Yes that person that's narrating is me. No I'm not going to have
sex with any of the characters, no I am in no shape or form becoming an assassin for the length of the
story. I'm directing. *smirks* Oh yeah and all the rest of the "I don't own this" crap.
The Peer and the Peri
A Play Directed by Rain Ayo
Staring:
THE LORD CHANCELLOR
EARL OF MOUNTARARAT
EARL TOLLOLLER
PRIVATE WILLIS (of the Grenadier Guards)
STREPHON (an Arcadian Shepherd)
QUEEN OF THE FAIRIES
IOLANTHE (a Fairy, Strephon's Mother)
FAIRIES: CELIA, LEILA, FLETA
PHYLLIS (an Arcadian Shepherdess and Ward of Chancery)
Prologue
"FIVE MINUTES EVERYONE!!!" I yelled rushing through the hallway which all the dressing rooms
were located. I could hear some moaning and whining as I passed by a few of the doors. This was so
going to be worth it. I always wanted to direct a major production. Well this hardly was something of
that caliber, but hey you take what you can get. I was getting ready to pound on doors, when the first
of my cast popped his head out of the door.
"Rain-san...I don't think Ran is going to cooperate," Omi said, half in his costume. He was looking
rather skeptical, which isn't a surprise. Ran was pretty pissed off at me when I told him what part he
was playing. The thought still makes me snicker. Boy was he pissed. However, I am the author so
what I say goes and he's just having to deal with that fact.
"Tell Ran that if he DOESN'T cooperate, the next fic I write involves him personally killing Ken with his
bare hands," I said with a smirk. If you can't tell my prefered pairings by the end of this story, then
shame on you. A little bit of threatened angst never hurt anyone. Especially when you threatening to
have THEM be the ones to do the evil awful things to the people they love. I could tell it was effective
enough to bother someone when Omi cringed and rushed off to tell his "charge" for the evening.
Thankfully not everyone was giving me trouble with the play. Omi had taken to the idea quite well. He
was probably just a romantic and liked the story. Hehe, suppose it didn't hurt that he didn't have a
very large part for that matter. He had taken it upon himself to handle Ran, which made my life easier
because there was only one other person that I was having trouble with.
"I WILL NOT DO THIS!" That particular screech of the high pitched sort came out of the last room on
the right. I skipped merrily down the hall to try and listen in. The soothing voice that came through
the door, though not the exact words with it, only managed to prove to me that I'd made a damn good
choice for the part that he would play. Schuldich was a baby and was just being stubborn over the
whole thing. So what if I made him a fat lady. At least he wasn't Ran. Though that logic didn't seem to
work for him.
I opened the door to Farfarfello standing silently to the side while Schu paced the length of the room.
"Really now Schu, do you really need to scream that loud? You're going to start breaking glass," I said
with a snicker. Jade eyes turned to me suddenly with a flare of unsurpressed hate and anger.
Thankfully Fafie was sweet enough to hold him back before he could attack me. "If you don't behave I
won't let you keep all the pictures of everyone else in costume. No performance. No blackmail."
Schu grumbled...a lot. However, I managed to draw him here with the promise of as much blackmail as
he wanted. I even made sure to take a few pictures of Ran dressing before the dress rehersal just so
that Schu could have something good to use against the other red head. "I got pictures of Ran putting
on his make-up and everything for you Schuschu," I said sweetly. "Not to mention a few of Kudou in
much disarray after those few times he thought it be good to show up to rehersal with a hangover and
wearing that stupid wig."
That caught his attention. Youji'd kill me for it later if he found out, but for the moment he doesn't
know so I'm not all that worried. Schu finally yanked his arms free from Farfie's grasp, but didn't attack.
"Ja, ja, ja." He just waved me off and returned to the dressing table and mirror. So I winked at Farfie
and skitted off to check on my other complainers.
"RAIN-SAN!!!!" Ah my other golden child, Aya ran down the hallway in her bright costume looking
quite energetic. Her two compainions, dressed similarly, looked much less happy about their current
situtation. Aya bounced up to me and giggled. "How does 'Nii-san look? He's not complaining too
much is he?"
I laughed. "No he's fine now. He'll be the belle of the ball," I said bringing forth yet another laugh from
the younger girl. Glancing over at the women behind her, I raised a brow. "Come on you two. Its not
that bad. How often do you get to see Ran in a dress?"
Birman was silent, like deadly silent, like silent enough to make me really starting to wonder where she
could hide a gun in that outfit. Manx, thankfully, was a bit more vocal, I think. "We look like
HUSSIES!" Manx seethed.
It was a moment, when the written word would have been so much clearer. "..." I coughed politely and
glanced at the costumes. They were wearing more then I had when I did the play back in high school.
"I'll tell you exactly what the director told us when we did this show in high school. That," I made a
vague gesture to their lack of apparell, "sells tickets." That unfortunately isn't a joke. Anyone care to
know why his nickname was "Bones." I digress...
Birman twitched. Manx rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. I would have said more, but Aya took
care of it for me. "You're both wearing more now then you usually do," she said sweetly. Ah if I knew
I wouldn't've gotten my head chopped open I woulda just given Aya-chan a big wet one right there.
Hehe, I'll convert her yet. Manx just gaped at the sweet girl, and Birman shook her head with a sigh.
"Can we please get this over with?" Birman asked. Looking more then ready to go now. I eyed my
watch and nodded. Less then a minute till showtime. Which meant I needed to get to my spot for the
evening.
"PLACES EVERYONE!!!"
sex with any of the characters, no I am in no shape or form becoming an assassin for the length of the
story. I'm directing. *smirks* Oh yeah and all the rest of the "I don't own this" crap.
The Peer and the Peri
A Play Directed by Rain Ayo
Staring:
THE LORD CHANCELLOR
EARL OF MOUNTARARAT
EARL TOLLOLLER
PRIVATE WILLIS (of the Grenadier Guards)
STREPHON (an Arcadian Shepherd)
QUEEN OF THE FAIRIES
IOLANTHE (a Fairy, Strephon's Mother)
FAIRIES: CELIA, LEILA, FLETA
PHYLLIS (an Arcadian Shepherdess and Ward of Chancery)
Prologue
"FIVE MINUTES EVERYONE!!!" I yelled rushing through the hallway which all the dressing rooms
were located. I could hear some moaning and whining as I passed by a few of the doors. This was so
going to be worth it. I always wanted to direct a major production. Well this hardly was something of
that caliber, but hey you take what you can get. I was getting ready to pound on doors, when the first
of my cast popped his head out of the door.
"Rain-san...I don't think Ran is going to cooperate," Omi said, half in his costume. He was looking
rather skeptical, which isn't a surprise. Ran was pretty pissed off at me when I told him what part he
was playing. The thought still makes me snicker. Boy was he pissed. However, I am the author so
what I say goes and he's just having to deal with that fact.
"Tell Ran that if he DOESN'T cooperate, the next fic I write involves him personally killing Ken with his
bare hands," I said with a smirk. If you can't tell my prefered pairings by the end of this story, then
shame on you. A little bit of threatened angst never hurt anyone. Especially when you threatening to
have THEM be the ones to do the evil awful things to the people they love. I could tell it was effective
enough to bother someone when Omi cringed and rushed off to tell his "charge" for the evening.
Thankfully not everyone was giving me trouble with the play. Omi had taken to the idea quite well. He
was probably just a romantic and liked the story. Hehe, suppose it didn't hurt that he didn't have a
very large part for that matter. He had taken it upon himself to handle Ran, which made my life easier
because there was only one other person that I was having trouble with.
"I WILL NOT DO THIS!" That particular screech of the high pitched sort came out of the last room on
the right. I skipped merrily down the hall to try and listen in. The soothing voice that came through
the door, though not the exact words with it, only managed to prove to me that I'd made a damn good
choice for the part that he would play. Schuldich was a baby and was just being stubborn over the
whole thing. So what if I made him a fat lady. At least he wasn't Ran. Though that logic didn't seem to
work for him.
I opened the door to Farfarfello standing silently to the side while Schu paced the length of the room.
"Really now Schu, do you really need to scream that loud? You're going to start breaking glass," I said
with a snicker. Jade eyes turned to me suddenly with a flare of unsurpressed hate and anger.
Thankfully Fafie was sweet enough to hold him back before he could attack me. "If you don't behave I
won't let you keep all the pictures of everyone else in costume. No performance. No blackmail."
Schu grumbled...a lot. However, I managed to draw him here with the promise of as much blackmail as
he wanted. I even made sure to take a few pictures of Ran dressing before the dress rehersal just so
that Schu could have something good to use against the other red head. "I got pictures of Ran putting
on his make-up and everything for you Schuschu," I said sweetly. "Not to mention a few of Kudou in
much disarray after those few times he thought it be good to show up to rehersal with a hangover and
wearing that stupid wig."
That caught his attention. Youji'd kill me for it later if he found out, but for the moment he doesn't
know so I'm not all that worried. Schu finally yanked his arms free from Farfie's grasp, but didn't attack.
"Ja, ja, ja." He just waved me off and returned to the dressing table and mirror. So I winked at Farfie
and skitted off to check on my other complainers.
"RAIN-SAN!!!!" Ah my other golden child, Aya ran down the hallway in her bright costume looking
quite energetic. Her two compainions, dressed similarly, looked much less happy about their current
situtation. Aya bounced up to me and giggled. "How does 'Nii-san look? He's not complaining too
much is he?"
I laughed. "No he's fine now. He'll be the belle of the ball," I said bringing forth yet another laugh from
the younger girl. Glancing over at the women behind her, I raised a brow. "Come on you two. Its not
that bad. How often do you get to see Ran in a dress?"
Birman was silent, like deadly silent, like silent enough to make me really starting to wonder where she
could hide a gun in that outfit. Manx, thankfully, was a bit more vocal, I think. "We look like
HUSSIES!" Manx seethed.
It was a moment, when the written word would have been so much clearer. "..." I coughed politely and
glanced at the costumes. They were wearing more then I had when I did the play back in high school.
"I'll tell you exactly what the director told us when we did this show in high school. That," I made a
vague gesture to their lack of apparell, "sells tickets." That unfortunately isn't a joke. Anyone care to
know why his nickname was "Bones." I digress...
Birman twitched. Manx rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. I would have said more, but Aya took
care of it for me. "You're both wearing more now then you usually do," she said sweetly. Ah if I knew
I wouldn't've gotten my head chopped open I woulda just given Aya-chan a big wet one right there.
Hehe, I'll convert her yet. Manx just gaped at the sweet girl, and Birman shook her head with a sigh.
"Can we please get this over with?" Birman asked. Looking more then ready to go now. I eyed my
watch and nodded. Less then a minute till showtime. Which meant I needed to get to my spot for the
evening.
"PLACES EVERYONE!!!"