Chapter 4- Paul forgets a dollar.
A/N: I don't own Les Mis or Mountain Dew. No one has guessed who this is based on yet. I'll give you a clue, he is on both Lesmis.cafemusain.com and broadwaylemis.com. It is actually loosely based on him... they just share the same first name... I don't own- wait, I just said that... I'm tired...
Paul went on for the next month in a strict regimen of Mountain Dew each morning. He had not had any incidents. He went back to his job of teaching and was doing well until one day when he was teaching an improv class. Grantaire had been asleep so Paul thought he could wait until lunch to get a Mountain Dew. He heard Grantaire yawn in his head. Paul stood up.
"Class, I'll be right back. Uh... go through the park bench game for a while," Paul said o the large group of college students. As he walked out of the classroom, he saw the girl from the bar again.
Paul went to a vending machine and dug in his pocket. He realized rather quickly with horror that he had the wrong pair of pants... there was no money; not even a wallet. Paul cursed inwardly. He headed back to the class. He walked in at a very bad time. One of the students screamed, acting like a damsel in distress. Grantaire took control, pushing Paul into the white room. Grantaire ripped off Paul's clothes and ran around the room in his body. Paul watched the girl from the bar looking both horrified and yet love-struck. He shuddered.
"Capital R searches for the man in distress!"
Paul decided to try to get enough control to call for help. He took control of his voice and yelled, "Help! Get me some Mountain Dew!" He then sunk back into the white room. The girl from the bar dug in her backpack and pulled out a can of Mountain Dew. She then tackled him. Paul chuckled to himself at the fact that this 139 lb girl could tackle and take down a 167lb man. The girl sat on him and opened his mouth, forcing Grantaire to drink some Mountain Dew. Grantaire started to get sluggish. He looked at the girl after noticing he was naked and then got his final comments of the day in.
"What did we do, Mademoiselle? If it was good, I enjoyed it but I have to get home to my wife."
The girl raised an eyebrow at him as Paul took over. He sat up.
"And that class is how to do a comedic, improvised scene. Umm... Thank you for your help... uh..."
"Just call me Epster," the girl said sheepishly.
"Yes, Epster... Anyway, can someone get my clothes? I don't want to stand up..."
One of the women brought over his clothes. Paul noticed that Epster was staring at him. He looked back.
"I warned you about the wine... but I can help," She said in a low whisper. She took his hand and squeezed it. "Just talk with me after class."
"Okay," Paul stammered.
The class went on as Paul had them do more improve exercises. Finally, 12:00 rolled around.
"Okay, next time we'll work on dialogues."
The rest of the class left leaving Paul and Epster. Epster sat down as Paul sat back in a chair and buried his head n his hands.
"So what do I do?"
What will Epster tell Paul? Will he ever forget a dollar again? Will Grantaire cause Paul to have a kidney stone due to the large amounts of Mountain Dew? Will my internet connection stop being so flighty? Will I do something dumb and reveal the identity of who this is based on? Tune in next time for the next chapter of Capital R Strikes Back!
A/N: I am finally out of school. Now, I can update more. Uh... please review, but no flames.
La Epster.
A/N: I don't own Les Mis or Mountain Dew. No one has guessed who this is based on yet. I'll give you a clue, he is on both Lesmis.cafemusain.com and broadwaylemis.com. It is actually loosely based on him... they just share the same first name... I don't own- wait, I just said that... I'm tired...
Paul went on for the next month in a strict regimen of Mountain Dew each morning. He had not had any incidents. He went back to his job of teaching and was doing well until one day when he was teaching an improv class. Grantaire had been asleep so Paul thought he could wait until lunch to get a Mountain Dew. He heard Grantaire yawn in his head. Paul stood up.
"Class, I'll be right back. Uh... go through the park bench game for a while," Paul said o the large group of college students. As he walked out of the classroom, he saw the girl from the bar again.
Paul went to a vending machine and dug in his pocket. He realized rather quickly with horror that he had the wrong pair of pants... there was no money; not even a wallet. Paul cursed inwardly. He headed back to the class. He walked in at a very bad time. One of the students screamed, acting like a damsel in distress. Grantaire took control, pushing Paul into the white room. Grantaire ripped off Paul's clothes and ran around the room in his body. Paul watched the girl from the bar looking both horrified and yet love-struck. He shuddered.
"Capital R searches for the man in distress!"
Paul decided to try to get enough control to call for help. He took control of his voice and yelled, "Help! Get me some Mountain Dew!" He then sunk back into the white room. The girl from the bar dug in her backpack and pulled out a can of Mountain Dew. She then tackled him. Paul chuckled to himself at the fact that this 139 lb girl could tackle and take down a 167lb man. The girl sat on him and opened his mouth, forcing Grantaire to drink some Mountain Dew. Grantaire started to get sluggish. He looked at the girl after noticing he was naked and then got his final comments of the day in.
"What did we do, Mademoiselle? If it was good, I enjoyed it but I have to get home to my wife."
The girl raised an eyebrow at him as Paul took over. He sat up.
"And that class is how to do a comedic, improvised scene. Umm... Thank you for your help... uh..."
"Just call me Epster," the girl said sheepishly.
"Yes, Epster... Anyway, can someone get my clothes? I don't want to stand up..."
One of the women brought over his clothes. Paul noticed that Epster was staring at him. He looked back.
"I warned you about the wine... but I can help," She said in a low whisper. She took his hand and squeezed it. "Just talk with me after class."
"Okay," Paul stammered.
The class went on as Paul had them do more improve exercises. Finally, 12:00 rolled around.
"Okay, next time we'll work on dialogues."
The rest of the class left leaving Paul and Epster. Epster sat down as Paul sat back in a chair and buried his head n his hands.
"So what do I do?"
What will Epster tell Paul? Will he ever forget a dollar again? Will Grantaire cause Paul to have a kidney stone due to the large amounts of Mountain Dew? Will my internet connection stop being so flighty? Will I do something dumb and reveal the identity of who this is based on? Tune in next time for the next chapter of Capital R Strikes Back!
A/N: I am finally out of school. Now, I can update more. Uh... please review, but no flames.
La Epster.