Erin: Here we are!
Gavroche and Allouette: [a la Chitty Chitty Bang Bang] Hooray, hooray! We're going on a picnic!
Erin: Um... no.
Gavroche: Drats.
Allouette: There is a picnic in the clouds. I like to go there and to eat. We'll have fruits, veggies, breads, and meat. All in my picnic in the-
Javert: Shut up, gamine!
Fantine: She is not a gamine! She has a mother!
Gavroche: So do I...
Fantine: Who loves her!
Gavroche: Oh.
Erin: [to the ticket guy, who happens to be her uncle] Thirteen please.
Uncle Jeff: Who're all your friends?
Erin: These are mes Amis.
Uncle Jeff: [pointing to Eponine and Enjolras] I see they get along real well.
Erin: Ack! Those two do.
Uncle Jeff: [hands Erin thirteen paper admittance bracelets] They're red this year. Y'all have fun.
Erin: Okay.
Enjolras: YAY RED!
[They park in the field.]
Erin: Everybody out!
[All tumble out of the car. A voice fills the air:]
Voice: Welcome, y'all, to the Green Mountain Bluegrass Park! *
Bishop: [falling to his knees] It is the voice of God, my brothers!
Voice: I'm Johnny, owner of this here park!
Erin: Bishop, hon, it's a loudspeaker with my Uncle Johnny on it.
Bishop: Ahem... I knew that.
Voice AKA Uncle Johnny: Next up, we-all are gonna hear one of bluegrass's most famous song ever since that hit movie "O Brother Where Art Thou." Hit it, boys!
Singers: In constant sorrow... all his days!
Soloist: I-I am a ma-an of constant sorrow...
All Mizzies: [moan in pain]
Erin: Wait! It's not 'All Mizzies'! Where are Marius and Cosette?
Soloist: I-I bid farewe-ell to old Kentucky!
Erin: [opens car door] Get out of there, you two!
Marius: We were... ah...
Cosette: Hiding!
Marius: From... [notices the music] AHHHHH! [falls to the ground and begins writhing around in pain]
Cosette: [does same]
Erin: [surveys the twelve writhing Mizzies] So... who wants to pet the llamas?
All Mizzies: [leap up] I do, I do, I do!
Javert: Officers pet first!
Erin:...right. Everyone, pair off like I told you to and go do stuff!
Mizzies: Yay!
Erin: [grabs Montparnasse's arm] Let's go... somewhere.
Montparnasse: K. Let's go ride the horses!
Erin:...okay.
[At the barns]
Erin: Me and Parnasse here wanna horseback ride.
Uncle Rick: Sorry. We don't let folks ride during the festival.
Erin: Oh. I guess I knew that.
Uncle Rick: But you can ride a golf cart.
Erin: Yippee!
Montparnasse: Ride a what?
Erin: Come on, I'll show you. Golf carts are the transportation of the gods.
[At the playground]
Gavroche: [giggles] Higher, Fantine, higher!
Allouette: There is a castle in the sand. I like to build it up so high. Maybe one day it'll reach the sky, and reach my picnic in the clouds.
[At the lake]
Javert: You're littering! Get that thing out of the water!
Fisherman: [thoroughly disgusted] Go jump off a bridge.
Javert: Why would I do that? [thinking] The only reason I would wish to end my life was if I failed to do my duty.
Fisherman: [confused] Your duty?
Javert: Yes, my life's goal is to capture- [gasps] Where is 24601?
Fisherman: 24601? That's Sideshow Bob's prison number!
Javert: Sideshow... Bob?
Fisherman: Yeah!
Javert: I must say, that is the worst alibi 24601 has created.
[At Uncle Johnny's private swimming pool]
Enjolras: [on the diving board] Watch this, Ponine! [does jack-knife]
Eponine: Wow, M'sieur Enjolras!
Madame Thénardier: [appears on diving board and does a cannonball]
Enjolras: [as the smoke clears, realizing he is standing in an empty pool with a crater in the deep end] Who IS that?
Eponine: [embarrassed] My mum.
[In the loft of the barn]
Cosette: Oh, look, monsieur! Kitties!
Grantaire: Call me Grantaire, mademoiselle.
Cosette: Only if you call me Cosette.
Random Cat: Meow! [runs behind the hay]
Cosette: Kitty! [climbs the huge haypile]
Grantaire: [standing directly underneath] Go, Cosette! Find that cat!
[In the llama pen]
Bishop: [holding a carrot] Come, my brother llama. I have food here to revive you.
Marius: Do llamas eat carrots?
Bishop: My brother, truly I tell you, I have not seen a llama until this very day. I do not know.
Marius: I guess they aren't exactly French...
Cousin Pat: Would either of you like to ride a llama?
Bishop: Ooh! Yes, my brother!
Marius: [sniffling] I miss Cosette!
Cousin Pat: Cosette? This here's llama's name is Cosette.
Marius: Cosette, my love! They have turned you into a llama! [climbs fence and begins chasing her]
Cousin Pat: Yep, my cousin Erin named these llamas. The other one's name's Marius.
Bishop: Ooh! Truly I tell you, my brother; I would like to ride Marius!
Cousin Pat: Alright then, hop on.
Will Montparnasse like the golf cart? Will Allouette ever stop singing that song? Will Javert catch Valjean? Will Cosette escape Grantaire? Will she even notice what he's thinking? What with the other Amis think of llamas named after them? What is the deal with Madame? Tune in next update for more of Mizzies at the Park!
*Name changed for my protection... and everyone else's. I don't /think/ I have a stalker, but ya can't be too sure.
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Elyse3- Yep, the point here was OOC-ness. I was at the Bluegrass Festival one fine day, and Uncle Johnny asked me what he should name his new llamas. (This was obviously a long time ago.) I said "Marius and Cosette," he said "sure," and the idea for this fic was planted.
sweet775- Thanks. Easter stunk this year... everybody was crying whenever they saw the empty chairs where Pat and Johnny used to sit.
eponine-meliara- Yay! Praise! This fic isn't very long or... sensible, but the idea of Montparnasse in a golf cart is irresistible. You know it.
Gavroche and Allouette: [a la Chitty Chitty Bang Bang] Hooray, hooray! We're going on a picnic!
Erin: Um... no.
Gavroche: Drats.
Allouette: There is a picnic in the clouds. I like to go there and to eat. We'll have fruits, veggies, breads, and meat. All in my picnic in the-
Javert: Shut up, gamine!
Fantine: She is not a gamine! She has a mother!
Gavroche: So do I...
Fantine: Who loves her!
Gavroche: Oh.
Erin: [to the ticket guy, who happens to be her uncle] Thirteen please.
Uncle Jeff: Who're all your friends?
Erin: These are mes Amis.
Uncle Jeff: [pointing to Eponine and Enjolras] I see they get along real well.
Erin: Ack! Those two do.
Uncle Jeff: [hands Erin thirteen paper admittance bracelets] They're red this year. Y'all have fun.
Erin: Okay.
Enjolras: YAY RED!
[They park in the field.]
Erin: Everybody out!
[All tumble out of the car. A voice fills the air:]
Voice: Welcome, y'all, to the Green Mountain Bluegrass Park! *
Bishop: [falling to his knees] It is the voice of God, my brothers!
Voice: I'm Johnny, owner of this here park!
Erin: Bishop, hon, it's a loudspeaker with my Uncle Johnny on it.
Bishop: Ahem... I knew that.
Voice AKA Uncle Johnny: Next up, we-all are gonna hear one of bluegrass's most famous song ever since that hit movie "O Brother Where Art Thou." Hit it, boys!
Singers: In constant sorrow... all his days!
Soloist: I-I am a ma-an of constant sorrow...
All Mizzies: [moan in pain]
Erin: Wait! It's not 'All Mizzies'! Where are Marius and Cosette?
Soloist: I-I bid farewe-ell to old Kentucky!
Erin: [opens car door] Get out of there, you two!
Marius: We were... ah...
Cosette: Hiding!
Marius: From... [notices the music] AHHHHH! [falls to the ground and begins writhing around in pain]
Cosette: [does same]
Erin: [surveys the twelve writhing Mizzies] So... who wants to pet the llamas?
All Mizzies: [leap up] I do, I do, I do!
Javert: Officers pet first!
Erin:...right. Everyone, pair off like I told you to and go do stuff!
Mizzies: Yay!
Erin: [grabs Montparnasse's arm] Let's go... somewhere.
Montparnasse: K. Let's go ride the horses!
Erin:...okay.
[At the barns]
Erin: Me and Parnasse here wanna horseback ride.
Uncle Rick: Sorry. We don't let folks ride during the festival.
Erin: Oh. I guess I knew that.
Uncle Rick: But you can ride a golf cart.
Erin: Yippee!
Montparnasse: Ride a what?
Erin: Come on, I'll show you. Golf carts are the transportation of the gods.
[At the playground]
Gavroche: [giggles] Higher, Fantine, higher!
Allouette: There is a castle in the sand. I like to build it up so high. Maybe one day it'll reach the sky, and reach my picnic in the clouds.
[At the lake]
Javert: You're littering! Get that thing out of the water!
Fisherman: [thoroughly disgusted] Go jump off a bridge.
Javert: Why would I do that? [thinking] The only reason I would wish to end my life was if I failed to do my duty.
Fisherman: [confused] Your duty?
Javert: Yes, my life's goal is to capture- [gasps] Where is 24601?
Fisherman: 24601? That's Sideshow Bob's prison number!
Javert: Sideshow... Bob?
Fisherman: Yeah!
Javert: I must say, that is the worst alibi 24601 has created.
[At Uncle Johnny's private swimming pool]
Enjolras: [on the diving board] Watch this, Ponine! [does jack-knife]
Eponine: Wow, M'sieur Enjolras!
Madame Thénardier: [appears on diving board and does a cannonball]
Enjolras: [as the smoke clears, realizing he is standing in an empty pool with a crater in the deep end] Who IS that?
Eponine: [embarrassed] My mum.
[In the loft of the barn]
Cosette: Oh, look, monsieur! Kitties!
Grantaire: Call me Grantaire, mademoiselle.
Cosette: Only if you call me Cosette.
Random Cat: Meow! [runs behind the hay]
Cosette: Kitty! [climbs the huge haypile]
Grantaire: [standing directly underneath] Go, Cosette! Find that cat!
[In the llama pen]
Bishop: [holding a carrot] Come, my brother llama. I have food here to revive you.
Marius: Do llamas eat carrots?
Bishop: My brother, truly I tell you, I have not seen a llama until this very day. I do not know.
Marius: I guess they aren't exactly French...
Cousin Pat: Would either of you like to ride a llama?
Bishop: Ooh! Yes, my brother!
Marius: [sniffling] I miss Cosette!
Cousin Pat: Cosette? This here's llama's name is Cosette.
Marius: Cosette, my love! They have turned you into a llama! [climbs fence and begins chasing her]
Cousin Pat: Yep, my cousin Erin named these llamas. The other one's name's Marius.
Bishop: Ooh! Truly I tell you, my brother; I would like to ride Marius!
Cousin Pat: Alright then, hop on.
Will Montparnasse like the golf cart? Will Allouette ever stop singing that song? Will Javert catch Valjean? Will Cosette escape Grantaire? Will she even notice what he's thinking? What with the other Amis think of llamas named after them? What is the deal with Madame? Tune in next update for more of Mizzies at the Park!
*Name changed for my protection... and everyone else's. I don't /think/ I have a stalker, but ya can't be too sure.
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Elyse3- Yep, the point here was OOC-ness. I was at the Bluegrass Festival one fine day, and Uncle Johnny asked me what he should name his new llamas. (This was obviously a long time ago.) I said "Marius and Cosette," he said "sure," and the idea for this fic was planted.
sweet775- Thanks. Easter stunk this year... everybody was crying whenever they saw the empty chairs where Pat and Johnny used to sit.
eponine-meliara- Yay! Praise! This fic isn't very long or... sensible, but the idea of Montparnasse in a golf cart is irresistible. You know it.