Not Again!-The Musical Sequel
by. Umbravulpes
Disclaimer: Okay! If someone still thinks I own this stuff, get a brain!
Author's Note: Man do I feel weird. I've been watching Ginga Nagareboshi Gin (Silverfang) non-stop for days. The name may not mean anything to you, unless you're raelly into anime/manga, or a Finn... But all those dogs, all those bears, all that pathos... It has a really odd effect on you... Confused? Yuo'll soon see what I mean...
SCENE 10- Vacuuming and Plotting
The Party Central
(KURT jumps around)
KURT:
It's nearly Chritsmass! It's nearly Christmass!
JEAN:
Kurt, will you stop spreading your fur everywhere!
KURT:
Aaav. But I vish to spread out ze joyous gift of ze fuzzy one.
JEAN:
You can go and spread out the gift of vacuuming.
(JEAN holds out a vacuum cleaner)
KURT:
Put zat away from me! Vacuums are dangerous!
JEAN:
You have to get over your fear of vacuum cleaners allready. They won't eat you.
KURT:
How can you be so sure? Zey're so loud and zey suck in fur. Zey're evil! Evil! Evil! Evil!
JEAN:
(sigh) Okay then. I'll have to do the vacuuming and cooking and everything else here. Why am I the only perfect person in the world?
(JEAN strats the vacuum cleaner up)
KURT:
AAAAAH! It's alive!
(KURT bamfs away)
*~*~*~*~*
(KURT bamfs into his room)
KURT:
I'm going to have such nightmares from zat ordeal.
(TODD walks in)
TODD:
Did I hear you scream, yo?
KURT:
Ja, Jean had vacuum cleaner.
TODD:
Oh. Haven't you told, that you're afraid of those things?
KURT:
I've tried, but zey don't understand. Even ze Professor laughed at me.
TODD:
Well, I understand. It's the same thing with me and anything hygienic.
(TODD gives KURT a hug)
KURT:
You're ze best Todd.
TODD:
What can I say, yo? When you're right, you're right. See ya downstairs in a while?
KURT:
Ja. Ve can cuddle and vatch re-runs of Queer as Folk.
TODD:
Or skip all that and get it on.
KURT:
You're such a romantic fool.
(TODD exits)
KURT:
Todd is vonderfull. And to zink zat less zan two months ago ve hated eachother. Makes no sence, does it? But I love it, non ze less.
* HEAVEN'S LIGHT (Hunchback of Notre Dame)*
*KURT*
So many times out here
I've vatched a happy pair
Of lovers valking in ze night
Zey had a kind of glow around zem
It almost looked like heaven's light
I knew I'd never know
Zat varm and loving glow
Zough I might vish vith all my might
No face as hideous as my face
Vas never meant for heaven's light
But suddenly an angel has smiled at me
And kissed my cheek vithout a trace of fright
I dare to dream zat he
Vill always care for me
And as I sing zis song tonight
Zis cold dark mansion seems so bright
I swear it must be heaven's light
*~*~*~*~*
Later downstairs
(TODD and KURT are at eactothers arms)
TODD:
You, I've bee having having these weird dreams for a while.
KURT:
What kind of dreams?
TODD:
Well, sometimes I'm in this big-ass Soud of Music landscape. Now, normally I wouldn't care for anything like that, but right then and there the place seems real cool. And sometimes I'm with these people, I don't know any of them, but they're nice to me and they make me feel the way you make me feel.
KURT:
Horny?
TODD:
No. Like happy and wanted, yo.
*DISTAND MELODY (Peter Pan)*
*TODD*
Once upon a time and long ago
I heard someone singing
Soft and low
Now when day is done
And night is near
I recall this song I used to hear
My child, my very own,
Don't be afraid, you're not alone
Sleep until the dawn
For all is well
Long ago this song was sung to me
Now it's just a distant melody
Somewhere from the past I used to know
Once upon a time
And long ago...
KURT:
Nobody else makes you feel zat vay?
TODD:
Nah. I never knew my parents, I've been on my own for as long as I can remember.
KURT:
Sort of like me.
TODD:
Well, at least you know your mother.
KURT:
Yeah. But she's a psycho-bitch from Hell. Not exactly a dream-mom. You know, maybe you should talk to Rogue. She's used to having veird dreams.
TODD:
You don't think she'll kill me?
KURT:
Not if she's in a good mood.
TODD:
I'll think about it.
*~*~*~*~*
At Bayville High
EPSTEIN:
I have waited long enough. Where is she?
(MARY-SUE enters)
MARY-SUE:
You called?
EPSTEIN:
Yes? Where have you bee young lady?
MARY-SUE:
I was wooing my beloved Lance.
EPSTEIN:
Why?
MARY-SUE:
You told me that I must break The X-Factored Group of Non-Drinking Aged Pro- Diversity Super Persons apart. So, I shall cause a fight within the group and thus destroy them.
EPSTEIN:
Brillaint! With The X-Factored Group of Non-Drinking Aged Pro-Diversity Super Persons at eactothers throats, I'll defeat my enemies! AH HAH HAH HAA!
MARY-SUE:
There is but one thing that may stop us. If the group is bonded too closely, they shall overcome their disputes and with their combined powers they will triumph over us.
EPSTEIN:
No! Not after the many minutes of plotting I have done!
MARY-SUE:
You should call on the mob.
EPSTEIN:
It won't work. Christmass is coming and now they're only interested in looting stores. There has to be a way...
MARY-SUE:
I could use my omnipotent powers to summon unrealistically big bears here and have them blindly attack the Institute.
EPSTEIN:
That plan is just crazy enough to work. Very well. Mary-Sue, call forth the bears!
Author's Note: By the gods! This cannot be! Will we be seeing the culmination of the author's insanity? Maybe. Ye have been duly warned, for the next chapter shall be full of confusion and hormone-crazed, giant- bears! Oh the amount of Ginga!
Disclaimer: Okay! If someone still thinks I own this stuff, get a brain!
Author's Note: Man do I feel weird. I've been watching Ginga Nagareboshi Gin (Silverfang) non-stop for days. The name may not mean anything to you, unless you're raelly into anime/manga, or a Finn... But all those dogs, all those bears, all that pathos... It has a really odd effect on you... Confused? Yuo'll soon see what I mean...
SCENE 10- Vacuuming and Plotting
The Party Central
(KURT jumps around)
KURT:
It's nearly Chritsmass! It's nearly Christmass!
JEAN:
Kurt, will you stop spreading your fur everywhere!
KURT:
Aaav. But I vish to spread out ze joyous gift of ze fuzzy one.
JEAN:
You can go and spread out the gift of vacuuming.
(JEAN holds out a vacuum cleaner)
KURT:
Put zat away from me! Vacuums are dangerous!
JEAN:
You have to get over your fear of vacuum cleaners allready. They won't eat you.
KURT:
How can you be so sure? Zey're so loud and zey suck in fur. Zey're evil! Evil! Evil! Evil!
JEAN:
(sigh) Okay then. I'll have to do the vacuuming and cooking and everything else here. Why am I the only perfect person in the world?
(JEAN strats the vacuum cleaner up)
KURT:
AAAAAH! It's alive!
(KURT bamfs away)
*~*~*~*~*
(KURT bamfs into his room)
KURT:
I'm going to have such nightmares from zat ordeal.
(TODD walks in)
TODD:
Did I hear you scream, yo?
KURT:
Ja, Jean had vacuum cleaner.
TODD:
Oh. Haven't you told, that you're afraid of those things?
KURT:
I've tried, but zey don't understand. Even ze Professor laughed at me.
TODD:
Well, I understand. It's the same thing with me and anything hygienic.
(TODD gives KURT a hug)
KURT:
You're ze best Todd.
TODD:
What can I say, yo? When you're right, you're right. See ya downstairs in a while?
KURT:
Ja. Ve can cuddle and vatch re-runs of Queer as Folk.
TODD:
Or skip all that and get it on.
KURT:
You're such a romantic fool.
(TODD exits)
KURT:
Todd is vonderfull. And to zink zat less zan two months ago ve hated eachother. Makes no sence, does it? But I love it, non ze less.
* HEAVEN'S LIGHT (Hunchback of Notre Dame)*
*KURT*
So many times out here
I've vatched a happy pair
Of lovers valking in ze night
Zey had a kind of glow around zem
It almost looked like heaven's light
I knew I'd never know
Zat varm and loving glow
Zough I might vish vith all my might
No face as hideous as my face
Vas never meant for heaven's light
But suddenly an angel has smiled at me
And kissed my cheek vithout a trace of fright
I dare to dream zat he
Vill always care for me
And as I sing zis song tonight
Zis cold dark mansion seems so bright
I swear it must be heaven's light
*~*~*~*~*
Later downstairs
(TODD and KURT are at eactothers arms)
TODD:
You, I've bee having having these weird dreams for a while.
KURT:
What kind of dreams?
TODD:
Well, sometimes I'm in this big-ass Soud of Music landscape. Now, normally I wouldn't care for anything like that, but right then and there the place seems real cool. And sometimes I'm with these people, I don't know any of them, but they're nice to me and they make me feel the way you make me feel.
KURT:
Horny?
TODD:
No. Like happy and wanted, yo.
*DISTAND MELODY (Peter Pan)*
*TODD*
Once upon a time and long ago
I heard someone singing
Soft and low
Now when day is done
And night is near
I recall this song I used to hear
My child, my very own,
Don't be afraid, you're not alone
Sleep until the dawn
For all is well
Long ago this song was sung to me
Now it's just a distant melody
Somewhere from the past I used to know
Once upon a time
And long ago...
KURT:
Nobody else makes you feel zat vay?
TODD:
Nah. I never knew my parents, I've been on my own for as long as I can remember.
KURT:
Sort of like me.
TODD:
Well, at least you know your mother.
KURT:
Yeah. But she's a psycho-bitch from Hell. Not exactly a dream-mom. You know, maybe you should talk to Rogue. She's used to having veird dreams.
TODD:
You don't think she'll kill me?
KURT:
Not if she's in a good mood.
TODD:
I'll think about it.
*~*~*~*~*
At Bayville High
EPSTEIN:
I have waited long enough. Where is she?
(MARY-SUE enters)
MARY-SUE:
You called?
EPSTEIN:
Yes? Where have you bee young lady?
MARY-SUE:
I was wooing my beloved Lance.
EPSTEIN:
Why?
MARY-SUE:
You told me that I must break The X-Factored Group of Non-Drinking Aged Pro- Diversity Super Persons apart. So, I shall cause a fight within the group and thus destroy them.
EPSTEIN:
Brillaint! With The X-Factored Group of Non-Drinking Aged Pro-Diversity Super Persons at eactothers throats, I'll defeat my enemies! AH HAH HAH HAA!
MARY-SUE:
There is but one thing that may stop us. If the group is bonded too closely, they shall overcome their disputes and with their combined powers they will triumph over us.
EPSTEIN:
No! Not after the many minutes of plotting I have done!
MARY-SUE:
You should call on the mob.
EPSTEIN:
It won't work. Christmass is coming and now they're only interested in looting stores. There has to be a way...
MARY-SUE:
I could use my omnipotent powers to summon unrealistically big bears here and have them blindly attack the Institute.
EPSTEIN:
That plan is just crazy enough to work. Very well. Mary-Sue, call forth the bears!
Author's Note: By the gods! This cannot be! Will we be seeing the culmination of the author's insanity? Maybe. Ye have been duly warned, for the next chapter shall be full of confusion and hormone-crazed, giant- bears! Oh the amount of Ginga!