A/N- Yay! The story's getting somewhere!
La Pamplemousse- I had to do it. They were just saying "Puuuut meee innn theee stoooooryyyyyy..." so I did. Glad it wasn't too choppy.
Elyse3- Little pieces...that's what I was worried about. Apparently it worked out for the best then. I thought it might end up being a tad choppy.
Danica Enjolras- Cry not! I decided to update on a Wednesday for no apparent reason! Wheee!
DragonLadyChauvelin- I'm sorry it doesn't work out for you. I know he went through a massive character change and is now hardly recognizable as our dear old Javvie, but there was no other way the story would work.
Disclaimer- *sigh* I don't own any of the characters you shall see in this chapter... not even Bernard. Or Montparnasse. Ooh... they're both so awesome... and lovable...
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It was not long before several elves wearing green outfits landed on the roof next to Gavroche.
"Are you the E.L.F.S.?" the gamin asked.
"Elf Liberation Flight Squad, that's us," answered a cocky elf who seemed to be the leader of the group. "You ready to save Santa?"
"We can't," Gavroche sighed. "I can't fly."
"Take hold of my hand." Gavroche did. "Now hold on tight. And remember – don't try this at home."
"I don't have a home," Gavroche protested, but no one heard.
The elf jumped off the edge of the roof with the gamin in tow and the others not far behind. To Gavroche's amazement, he could fly too, as long as he held onto an elf's hand. They landed on the ground in front of the old building.
"D'you know where Santa is?" the E.L.F.S. leader asked.
Gavroche shook his head, but rushed into the building anyway. The E.L.F.S. followed.
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They found Javert in a room at the top floor of the building.
"Oh, Gavroche! Thank goodness! And elves!" Javert sighed.
The E.L.F.S. soon had him untied. "See you at the North Pole, Santa," the leader said before they all left.
"Well, Gavroche," Javert smiled, "are you ready to get on with this thing?"
Gavroche opened his mouth to answer, but immediately closed it and hushed Javert.
The Patron-Minette had come back. He could hear their voices outside the window.
"Yeah, and he's up here, Parnasse!" Gueulemer was saying.
"You've done good, men," announced Thénardier's voice.
"Let me go up first and talk to him," Montparnasse said suddenly.
"Why?"
"There are a few things he should know before he meets his maker, get it?"
There were a few chuckles from the rest of the group and an agreement.
"Don't come till I call you, alright? I won't be too long."
Javert and Gavroche heard Montparnasse's light footsteps ascending the stair. The door swung open and they found themselves face to face with the murderer.
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Heehee! 'Twas a very short chapter. I don't feel creative anymore, and it's almost my bedtime. Must... sleep...
La Pamplemousse- I had to do it. They were just saying "Puuuut meee innn theee stoooooryyyyyy..." so I did. Glad it wasn't too choppy.
Elyse3- Little pieces...that's what I was worried about. Apparently it worked out for the best then. I thought it might end up being a tad choppy.
Danica Enjolras- Cry not! I decided to update on a Wednesday for no apparent reason! Wheee!
DragonLadyChauvelin- I'm sorry it doesn't work out for you. I know he went through a massive character change and is now hardly recognizable as our dear old Javvie, but there was no other way the story would work.
Disclaimer- *sigh* I don't own any of the characters you shall see in this chapter... not even Bernard. Or Montparnasse. Ooh... they're both so awesome... and lovable...
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
It was not long before several elves wearing green outfits landed on the roof next to Gavroche.
"Are you the E.L.F.S.?" the gamin asked.
"Elf Liberation Flight Squad, that's us," answered a cocky elf who seemed to be the leader of the group. "You ready to save Santa?"
"We can't," Gavroche sighed. "I can't fly."
"Take hold of my hand." Gavroche did. "Now hold on tight. And remember – don't try this at home."
"I don't have a home," Gavroche protested, but no one heard.
The elf jumped off the edge of the roof with the gamin in tow and the others not far behind. To Gavroche's amazement, he could fly too, as long as he held onto an elf's hand. They landed on the ground in front of the old building.
"D'you know where Santa is?" the E.L.F.S. leader asked.
Gavroche shook his head, but rushed into the building anyway. The E.L.F.S. followed.
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They found Javert in a room at the top floor of the building.
"Oh, Gavroche! Thank goodness! And elves!" Javert sighed.
The E.L.F.S. soon had him untied. "See you at the North Pole, Santa," the leader said before they all left.
"Well, Gavroche," Javert smiled, "are you ready to get on with this thing?"
Gavroche opened his mouth to answer, but immediately closed it and hushed Javert.
The Patron-Minette had come back. He could hear their voices outside the window.
"Yeah, and he's up here, Parnasse!" Gueulemer was saying.
"You've done good, men," announced Thénardier's voice.
"Let me go up first and talk to him," Montparnasse said suddenly.
"Why?"
"There are a few things he should know before he meets his maker, get it?"
There were a few chuckles from the rest of the group and an agreement.
"Don't come till I call you, alright? I won't be too long."
Javert and Gavroche heard Montparnasse's light footsteps ascending the stair. The door swung open and they found themselves face to face with the murderer.
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Heehee! 'Twas a very short chapter. I don't feel creative anymore, and it's almost my bedtime. Must... sleep...