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I am not profiting at all from this story.
A/n—at the beginning of each chapter it says what day of the week it is. If it says 'Still ______' that means the day of the week is the same as the day before it. (duh?) If it doesn't say 'Still' before it that means it is a new day. Please R&R!
Shoutouts:
SpotLover421- Spot's girlfriend isn't even going to be mentioned again for many-a chapters.
Almatari_of_Adra- Hon, you posted a review for the WRONG STORY. Mush, however, is drool-worthy in every fic.
(Still Friday)
~Mush's PoV~
First co-ed practice since the shaving cream incident, I'm afraid that it didn't run much smoother than the first one. Blink, Skittery, Dutchy, and I knew our lines..........and that was about it.
Luckily, Miss Larkson wisely made Piper check her shaving cream at the door.
Blink was really good. Blink was really, really good. I know that he thinks that he's a lousy actor but he really was awesome. Maybe I should tape him and let him watch it. As a confidence booster.
The practice probably would have been less chaotic if two of the techies hadn't beaten up one of the art guys and another techie. Miss Larkson had to throw them out because they were 'disturbing the peace'. She seriously said that.
Twitch swooned whenever I came on the set and Rain catcalled and yelled, 'work it Prince-Boy! Work it!' Then I reminded Twitch that she was a nun and Rain that she was married to Montague. That shut them up; they really got into character after that. Almost to a scary extent.
~Crutchy's PoV~
I answered the telephone. "Kloppman's Rehab centre. Please state your name and need for rehabilitation."
"Crutchy?"
Oh shit, that was smart, "sorry, yes?"
"It's Skittery."
"Listen, my parents drove me insane, sent me to Kloppman's, died in a fatal plane crash, met when they were in Peace Corp, got married in 1982, were named Donna and Joe, liked campaigning to Save the Whales, had a bumper sticker that read 'I LUV MARY', are buried right smack in the middle of Times Square—"
"Crutchy? Are you serious?"
This kid was impossible! "Good-bye Skittery." I hung up. Surprisingly, he didn't call back.
A/n: shortest PoV ever is awarded to Crutchy.........well, and Mush. *canned applause* That's about all I have to say about this chapter. Oh, and keep reading! Cheers!
A/n—at the beginning of each chapter it says what day of the week it is. If it says 'Still ______' that means the day of the week is the same as the day before it. (duh?) If it doesn't say 'Still' before it that means it is a new day. Please R&R!
Shoutouts:
SpotLover421- Spot's girlfriend isn't even going to be mentioned again for many-a chapters.
Almatari_of_Adra- Hon, you posted a review for the WRONG STORY. Mush, however, is drool-worthy in every fic.
(Still Friday)
~Mush's PoV~
First co-ed practice since the shaving cream incident, I'm afraid that it didn't run much smoother than the first one. Blink, Skittery, Dutchy, and I knew our lines..........and that was about it.
Luckily, Miss Larkson wisely made Piper check her shaving cream at the door.
Blink was really good. Blink was really, really good. I know that he thinks that he's a lousy actor but he really was awesome. Maybe I should tape him and let him watch it. As a confidence booster.
The practice probably would have been less chaotic if two of the techies hadn't beaten up one of the art guys and another techie. Miss Larkson had to throw them out because they were 'disturbing the peace'. She seriously said that.
Twitch swooned whenever I came on the set and Rain catcalled and yelled, 'work it Prince-Boy! Work it!' Then I reminded Twitch that she was a nun and Rain that she was married to Montague. That shut them up; they really got into character after that. Almost to a scary extent.
~Crutchy's PoV~
I answered the telephone. "Kloppman's Rehab centre. Please state your name and need for rehabilitation."
"Crutchy?"
Oh shit, that was smart, "sorry, yes?"
"It's Skittery."
"Listen, my parents drove me insane, sent me to Kloppman's, died in a fatal plane crash, met when they were in Peace Corp, got married in 1982, were named Donna and Joe, liked campaigning to Save the Whales, had a bumper sticker that read 'I LUV MARY', are buried right smack in the middle of Times Square—"
"Crutchy? Are you serious?"
This kid was impossible! "Good-bye Skittery." I hung up. Surprisingly, he didn't call back.
A/n: shortest PoV ever is awarded to Crutchy.........well, and Mush. *canned applause* That's about all I have to say about this chapter. Oh, and keep reading! Cheers!