Chapter 4!
This is a slight interlude, as we take a bit of a break from "The Scarlet Pimpernel," and give random homage to another, even more obscure musical, namely, "The Pajama Game."
Disclaimer: Neither the Pirates of the Carribean characters, nor the song "Hey There" (from "Pajama Game") belong to me. Gosh darnit.
And now, I guess, we continue with the show.
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The League has set out, fully armed and (almost) dangerous, to save pirates from the dreaded CPS. Now there is nothing to do until the Pink Pear- mobile reaches its undetermined destination, where the real adventure will, supposedly, begin. Will and Jack are using this time to catch up on the events of the past year.
Jack has, of course, now heard (through the course of the conversation) of Will's tormented marriage, so he has decided to give him some marriage councilling, while throwing a musical number into this musical fic.
Therein lies our tale. -----
Jack: Hey there, You with the stars in your eyes
Will: Who, me?
Jack: Love always made a fool of you
You know you should be more wise!
Will: (pouts)
Jack: Hey there, You on that high flyin' cloud
Will: I hear ya. Wait, I'm on a cloud?
Jack: (Just to be overly dramatic here,)
Know she won't throw a crumb to you
You think one day
She'll come to you...
Better forget her...
Will, getting the point and begining to sing: ...Forget her...
Jack: Her with her nose in the air
Will (now he's harmonizing! The authoress is proud.): Her with her nose in the air!
Jack: She has you dancing on a string
Will: A puppet on a string!
Jack: Break it and she won't care!
Will: She won't care!
Both:
Won't you take this advice
I hand you like a brother?
Or are you not seein' things to clear?
Will (singing to himself): Are you too much in love to hear?
Is it all going in one ear
And out the other?
(Lights go out, and the poor authoress at the curtain tugs on the rope, trying to get the thing to claose, but due to budget cuts, it won't go.)
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My high school recently did a production of "The Pajama Game," and I teched for it. That means that I was a stagehand/technician/random usefull person. It also means that I now "The Pajama Game" (at least the version of it that we did) inside out, upside down, and backwards.
So it had to have a spot in my fanfiction world.
Not to mention that our production was actually very good, and deserved some kind of memorial.
Notes to reviewers will occur next time. But they will occur!
One note about Jack, though. He's not going to be any one of the Baroness's characters (ie Tony, Dewhurst, etc.) None of them really fit, do they? So he'll just have to be Jack, himself. I'll do what ever I feel I need to do with his character. He may have roles similar to those of the Baroness's characters, but he won't be those characters.
This is a slight interlude, as we take a bit of a break from "The Scarlet Pimpernel," and give random homage to another, even more obscure musical, namely, "The Pajama Game."
Disclaimer: Neither the Pirates of the Carribean characters, nor the song "Hey There" (from "Pajama Game") belong to me. Gosh darnit.
And now, I guess, we continue with the show.
-------------------------
The League has set out, fully armed and (almost) dangerous, to save pirates from the dreaded CPS. Now there is nothing to do until the Pink Pear- mobile reaches its undetermined destination, where the real adventure will, supposedly, begin. Will and Jack are using this time to catch up on the events of the past year.
Jack has, of course, now heard (through the course of the conversation) of Will's tormented marriage, so he has decided to give him some marriage councilling, while throwing a musical number into this musical fic.
Therein lies our tale. -----
Jack: Hey there, You with the stars in your eyes
Will: Who, me?
Jack: Love always made a fool of you
You know you should be more wise!
Will: (pouts)
Jack: Hey there, You on that high flyin' cloud
Will: I hear ya. Wait, I'm on a cloud?
Jack: (Just to be overly dramatic here,)
Know she won't throw a crumb to you
You think one day
She'll come to you...
Better forget her...
Will, getting the point and begining to sing: ...Forget her...
Jack: Her with her nose in the air
Will (now he's harmonizing! The authoress is proud.): Her with her nose in the air!
Jack: She has you dancing on a string
Will: A puppet on a string!
Jack: Break it and she won't care!
Will: She won't care!
Both:
Won't you take this advice
I hand you like a brother?
Or are you not seein' things to clear?
Will (singing to himself): Are you too much in love to hear?
Is it all going in one ear
And out the other?
(Lights go out, and the poor authoress at the curtain tugs on the rope, trying to get the thing to claose, but due to budget cuts, it won't go.)
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My high school recently did a production of "The Pajama Game," and I teched for it. That means that I was a stagehand/technician/random usefull person. It also means that I now "The Pajama Game" (at least the version of it that we did) inside out, upside down, and backwards.
So it had to have a spot in my fanfiction world.
Not to mention that our production was actually very good, and deserved some kind of memorial.
Notes to reviewers will occur next time. But they will occur!
One note about Jack, though. He's not going to be any one of the Baroness's characters (ie Tony, Dewhurst, etc.) None of them really fit, do they? So he'll just have to be Jack, himself. I'll do what ever I feel I need to do with his character. He may have roles similar to those of the Baroness's characters, but he won't be those characters.