The Potato of the Opera
Missy:Its so nice to be back and *starts crying* and see and your beautful.......well its nice to be back. *stops being dramtic*
Erik: When am I going to be in the story?
Roaul:Hey! This story is mine!!!
Erik:so you play with dolls! *sticks out toung*
Roual:*eyes get big* Who TOLD!
Erik:*think Godfather* I have my....sorces *raises a eyebrow*
Roual:stupid!
Erik: Fop!
Roual:Smelly!
Erik: Dork!
Roual:fat-head!
Erik:Dim-wit!
Roual:deformed!
Erik:Stupid!
Roual:Stupid!
Erik: You can't say that, I already did!
Roual: *Blank stair*.............Stupid!! (charges off to the stage)
Missy:o..........k, well the show will still go on......
Erik:*groan*
FRUITJUICEISGOOD!SOISLENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!^___________^!!!
(Both Roaul & R.D. are standing in frount of a huge fan with thier hair flowing back and there capes all....wooshy)
Roaul:*In a deep manly voice* TO the FOP-MOBEEL!
(dodo-dodo-do-do-do!!!!!!dodododododo!!!!!!!!do-------do!)*oh yeah theam music!)
(Both Roaul and R.D. jump in to a......pink carrige with a white horse with a unicorn horn straped to it's head....Roual's ideal)
Roaul:*sticks head out the the window* WOOOHOOO!!!
R.D:We didnt even move yet...
Roaul:oh.....^__^
(Carrige starts moving...yeah!!!!!!)
Roaul: I gots to go!!!! I gots to go!!!!!!!
R.D: Go do what?
Roaul: my personal potty business!
R.D: That was way to DESCRIPDED!
Roaul: Oh wait....I dont gots to go no more ^_______^
R.D: GAH!@_@
AT THE PAIRS OPERA
Ferman, Andra, Carlatta, Meg, Madam Giry and Christine are all playing Red Rover.
Meg,Christine, And Andra: Red Rover! Red Rover! Send Carlatta right over!
Carlatta: *so does*
Meg, Christine: AHHHHHH!!! *Carlatta stampeeded over them*
Carlatta: HA! Zee I zwin!!! *victory dance which leaves big holes in the floor*
Erik: *walks in and stops when relises that he's not in the wall anymore* I don't think I'm in Kansas any more....
Christine: ICKY-POO!!!! Come and play with us!!!
Erik: *edges for doorway* ummm I would like to you see but I...I left my iron on....and my stove!!! I left my iron on...on my stove!!! I really have to go to get away from the morons...I mean to*Christine grabs him and pulls him to the group*
All: *look at Erik*
Erik: Boo...
All: *fall down*
Erik: ^______________^
BACK TO THE FOP-MOBEL!
Roaul: Where here!!!!!*Runs out of carrige and runs strait into wall* Owwie...@-@
R.D: NO! Your doing it all wrong!! We have to be all mysterious and dramatic! Absureb!*scoots across the ground on his butt untill he reached the wall*
Roaul: *Looks like he is taking notes but is really duddling Veggie tales...veggies. Puts pad away and does same thing that Roaul Dolly did* This is fun!!
R.D & Roaul starts to climb the wall but fall down approximately 1,999,999,999 an 1/2 times.
ONE HOUR LATER....
Roaul: Ow....my poor little butt!!!
R.D: Ow....my poor little plastic butt!!
1/2 HOUR LATTER
Roaul:Foonaly!!! Where up!!!
R.D. and Roaul fall when they both try to give each other a high five still clinging to the wall.
R.D: MY HEAD!! WHERE IS MY HEAD!!*the bodyless Roaul dolly srambles around*
Roaul: What are you talking about! I do this for fun!!^_^
*@^*%#$(@^%$(&#@%(@#&$)#%(@$)@#(%@)$)$()@&$)@&
I hope you likey!! But now I am off to steal Michael Crawford who ran away from my closet.....errrrr.....well please R/R and sugestons are welcomed!!!! ^________________^
OH YEISH! (sorry if i stole some ones word...dumdudmdum!!) IDON'TSNOHOWTOSPELLSODON'THATEAPPRECIAT!!!^-^
Missy:Its so nice to be back and *starts crying* and see and your beautful.......well its nice to be back. *stops being dramtic*
Erik: When am I going to be in the story?
Roaul:Hey! This story is mine!!!
Erik:so you play with dolls! *sticks out toung*
Roual:*eyes get big* Who TOLD!
Erik:*think Godfather* I have my....sorces *raises a eyebrow*
Roual:stupid!
Erik: Fop!
Roual:Smelly!
Erik: Dork!
Roual:fat-head!
Erik:Dim-wit!
Roual:deformed!
Erik:Stupid!
Roual:Stupid!
Erik: You can't say that, I already did!
Roual: *Blank stair*.............Stupid!! (charges off to the stage)
Missy:o..........k, well the show will still go on......
Erik:*groan*
FRUITJUICEISGOOD!SOISLENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!^___________^!!!
(Both Roaul & R.D. are standing in frount of a huge fan with thier hair flowing back and there capes all....wooshy)
Roaul:*In a deep manly voice* TO the FOP-MOBEEL!
(dodo-dodo-do-do-do!!!!!!dodododododo!!!!!!!!do-------do!)*oh yeah theam music!)
(Both Roaul and R.D. jump in to a......pink carrige with a white horse with a unicorn horn straped to it's head....Roual's ideal)
Roaul:*sticks head out the the window* WOOOHOOO!!!
R.D:We didnt even move yet...
Roaul:oh.....^__^
(Carrige starts moving...yeah!!!!!!)
Roaul: I gots to go!!!! I gots to go!!!!!!!
R.D: Go do what?
Roaul: my personal potty business!
R.D: That was way to DESCRIPDED!
Roaul: Oh wait....I dont gots to go no more ^_______^
R.D: GAH!@_@
AT THE PAIRS OPERA
Ferman, Andra, Carlatta, Meg, Madam Giry and Christine are all playing Red Rover.
Meg,Christine, And Andra: Red Rover! Red Rover! Send Carlatta right over!
Carlatta: *so does*
Meg, Christine: AHHHHHH!!! *Carlatta stampeeded over them*
Carlatta: HA! Zee I zwin!!! *victory dance which leaves big holes in the floor*
Erik: *walks in and stops when relises that he's not in the wall anymore* I don't think I'm in Kansas any more....
Christine: ICKY-POO!!!! Come and play with us!!!
Erik: *edges for doorway* ummm I would like to you see but I...I left my iron on....and my stove!!! I left my iron on...on my stove!!! I really have to go to get away from the morons...I mean to*Christine grabs him and pulls him to the group*
All: *look at Erik*
Erik: Boo...
All: *fall down*
Erik: ^______________^
BACK TO THE FOP-MOBEL!
Roaul: Where here!!!!!*Runs out of carrige and runs strait into wall* Owwie...@-@
R.D: NO! Your doing it all wrong!! We have to be all mysterious and dramatic! Absureb!*scoots across the ground on his butt untill he reached the wall*
Roaul: *Looks like he is taking notes but is really duddling Veggie tales...veggies. Puts pad away and does same thing that Roaul Dolly did* This is fun!!
R.D & Roaul starts to climb the wall but fall down approximately 1,999,999,999 an 1/2 times.
ONE HOUR LATER....
Roaul: Ow....my poor little butt!!!
R.D: Ow....my poor little plastic butt!!
1/2 HOUR LATTER
Roaul:Foonaly!!! Where up!!!
R.D. and Roaul fall when they both try to give each other a high five still clinging to the wall.
R.D: MY HEAD!! WHERE IS MY HEAD!!*the bodyless Roaul dolly srambles around*
Roaul: What are you talking about! I do this for fun!!^_^
*@^*%#$(@^%$(&#@%(@#&$)#%(@$)@#(%@)$)$()@&$)@&
I hope you likey!! But now I am off to steal Michael Crawford who ran away from my closet.....errrrr.....well please R/R and sugestons are welcomed!!!! ^________________^
OH YEISH! (sorry if i stole some ones word...dumdudmdum!!) IDON'TSNOHOWTOSPELLSODON'THATEAPPRECIAT!!!^-^