Chapter 3- Controlling Capital R
A/N: I do not own Coke or Mountain Dew or Les Mis.
Paul sat down on his bed nursing the black eye from the last night's barrage. He suddenly heard a noise. He groaned as Grantaire took over.
"The mild mannered Grantaire rips off his outer clothing to become, Capital R!" Grantaire cried using Paul's voice. He threw off his clothing and ran out the door in the nude. Paul just sat in the white room with Eponine, Joly, and Enjolras. He watched in horror as Grantaire made him run into a restaurant where all of the other cast members were sitting.
"How do we control him?" Paul asked.
"I have an idea but it will end up hurting your body." Eponine said.
"How?"
"Well, When Grantaire was eight, he was hit on the head causing him to think he was a super hero. But when he drinks Absinthe, he acts... well... normal."
"That's a good idea... except one problem."
"What?"
"Absinthe is illegal now. I can't get any."
Suddenly, Grantaire ran up to a ledge. Paul decided to try and win control. When he finally won control, he ran back to his room hiding behind fake plants, etc. He got dressed and headed to the bar. He would try to find another way of controlling Grantaire.
Well, he tried beer; Grantaire still streaked. He tried Tequila; he was fined for indecency. He tried vodka; Grantaire streaked. He tried a mix of all of the drinks in the bar and woke up naked in a dumpster. He decided alcohol really wasn't the answer as he climbed out of the dumpster and nursed the bruises and suffered the intense hang over. He looked around and realized he didn't know where his clothes were. He sighed and went to the hotel room and stole Matt's clothes.
Paul opened the mini bar and saw a Coke. He opened it and drank it. Matt knocked on the door and Grantaire took over and...well... streaked out of the room. Paul, realizing his liver could not take any more alcohol, decided to try different kinds of soda. It wasn't until the end of the tour in Salt Lake when Paul found the right drink. He had just had another incident of Grantaire taking over and streaking on stage when Matt walked over to him.
"Well, in honor of the tour being almost over, have a Mountain Dew... it was the only one that the theatre gave us that wasn't caffeine-free."
"It's caffeine-free?"
"Only in Utah... but don't worry, this one is loaded with caffeine."
Paul opened it and poured a glass. He looked at the yellowish-green substance. "For its appearance, it sure is a good drink," he sighed. Paul downed the glass.
"More!" Grantaire cried in his head.
Paul looked at Matt. "I need more... I think it's working!"
"What?"
"Go behind the door and cry for help!"
Matt raised an eyebrow at him and then walked out the greenroom door. He let out one, "Help."
"Would some one shut him up?" Grantaire asked. He then went into a long rant about hypochondriacs.
"He's normal!" Paul cried.
At the end of the performance, he noticed that walking out of the theatre through the side exit, out of all of the people, was the girl in the bar. She looked at him and winked. Paul shuddered. Grantaire teased him in his head singing "That girl likes you! That girl likes you!"
A/N: No, this didn't happen to me (Seeing and winking at Paul ) but if I had a time machine... Please no flames.... Guess who Paul is based on... and Matt... if you want... okay, I'm tired... Please review!
La Epster
A/N: I do not own Coke or Mountain Dew or Les Mis.
Paul sat down on his bed nursing the black eye from the last night's barrage. He suddenly heard a noise. He groaned as Grantaire took over.
"The mild mannered Grantaire rips off his outer clothing to become, Capital R!" Grantaire cried using Paul's voice. He threw off his clothing and ran out the door in the nude. Paul just sat in the white room with Eponine, Joly, and Enjolras. He watched in horror as Grantaire made him run into a restaurant where all of the other cast members were sitting.
"How do we control him?" Paul asked.
"I have an idea but it will end up hurting your body." Eponine said.
"How?"
"Well, When Grantaire was eight, he was hit on the head causing him to think he was a super hero. But when he drinks Absinthe, he acts... well... normal."
"That's a good idea... except one problem."
"What?"
"Absinthe is illegal now. I can't get any."
Suddenly, Grantaire ran up to a ledge. Paul decided to try and win control. When he finally won control, he ran back to his room hiding behind fake plants, etc. He got dressed and headed to the bar. He would try to find another way of controlling Grantaire.
Well, he tried beer; Grantaire still streaked. He tried Tequila; he was fined for indecency. He tried vodka; Grantaire streaked. He tried a mix of all of the drinks in the bar and woke up naked in a dumpster. He decided alcohol really wasn't the answer as he climbed out of the dumpster and nursed the bruises and suffered the intense hang over. He looked around and realized he didn't know where his clothes were. He sighed and went to the hotel room and stole Matt's clothes.
Paul opened the mini bar and saw a Coke. He opened it and drank it. Matt knocked on the door and Grantaire took over and...well... streaked out of the room. Paul, realizing his liver could not take any more alcohol, decided to try different kinds of soda. It wasn't until the end of the tour in Salt Lake when Paul found the right drink. He had just had another incident of Grantaire taking over and streaking on stage when Matt walked over to him.
"Well, in honor of the tour being almost over, have a Mountain Dew... it was the only one that the theatre gave us that wasn't caffeine-free."
"It's caffeine-free?"
"Only in Utah... but don't worry, this one is loaded with caffeine."
Paul opened it and poured a glass. He looked at the yellowish-green substance. "For its appearance, it sure is a good drink," he sighed. Paul downed the glass.
"More!" Grantaire cried in his head.
Paul looked at Matt. "I need more... I think it's working!"
"What?"
"Go behind the door and cry for help!"
Matt raised an eyebrow at him and then walked out the greenroom door. He let out one, "Help."
"Would some one shut him up?" Grantaire asked. He then went into a long rant about hypochondriacs.
"He's normal!" Paul cried.
At the end of the performance, he noticed that walking out of the theatre through the side exit, out of all of the people, was the girl in the bar. She looked at him and winked. Paul shuddered. Grantaire teased him in his head singing "That girl likes you! That girl likes you!"
A/N: No, this didn't happen to me (Seeing and winking at Paul ) but if I had a time machine... Please no flames.... Guess who Paul is based on... and Matt... if you want... okay, I'm tired... Please review!
La Epster