I'm back again! I've been updating a lot, I'm proud of myself! This is a quick update because I'm going away for the weekend, and wanted to get something up before I left. So, here it is! Enjoy!And review if you like, or even if you don't!

Main Characters:

Orsino - Heath

Olivia - Lyn

Sebastian - Hector

Viola - Nino

Antonio - Eliwood

Maria - Rebecca

Valentine - Wil

Curio - Rath

Toby - Sain

Andrew - Erk

Malvolio - Jaffar

Feste - Matthew

Fabian – Kent

Extras:

Captain: Guy

Attendants: Serra, Priscilla

Servant: Florina

Officers: Lowen, Karla

Priest: Ninian

Monday morning. It was dark, wet, dark, cold, dark, windy, dark, cloudy, dark, and looked like it was closer to midnight that noon.

The "elite" sat around in the cafeteria, eating lunch, more or less universally unenthusiastically. Hector stared broodingly out the window, the clouds reflecting the moods of the people at the table. None of them were having a good day, the weather outside having a direct impression on their moods.

"So..." Lyn started, more trying to start a conversation than anything else. "Everyone ready for that test?"

"Test?" Hector asked, looking stricken. "What test?"

"That Spanish test that even I know about!" Mathew told him. Matt didn't take Spanish, but knew about it anyway. Hector groaned and hung his head in his hands.

"I'm dead."

"You should have STUDIED!" Lyn chided him harshly.

"Shut up, Lyn."

"YOU shut up!"

"BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP!" Eliwood yelled. It was more the fact that he was yelling, more than his words, that got everyone's attention. Eliwood sighed and shook his head. "But really, Hector, what are you going to do? You've only got lunch, and then, if you're lucky, you might be able to study through English..."

"No I can't," Hector shook his head. "I'm in the next scene."

"Sucks to be you, then," Lyn said snidely. Hector looked like he was about to respond, but then thought better of it.

"Um... I could help you... if you wanted..." a barely audible voice came from the end. Florina's eyes went wide and she stared at her lunch when everyone at the table looked towards her.

"Florina?" Lyn asked, sounding a bit shocked – not that anyone could blame her. "Are you sure?"

"Sure! I heard Florina's great in Spanish!" Matthew said, making Florina's face look like a ripe tomato.

"I didn't even know she was IN Spanish!" Hector said. Lyn punched him. "Ow!"

"I-I-I'm go-good with the w-writing part... I t-think I could help... i-if you want..." her voice trailed off. Hector stared at her then looked to the ceiling.

"Hallelujah!" He must have been really loud because everyone in the room turned to look at him, and Florina jumped so badly she ended up knocking her tray – and Matthew's, who happened to be sitting next to her – on the floor.

"Augh! Florina!" Matthew yelled jumping up. "You spilt my pop all over me!" Florina looked like she was about to cry.

"Get over it, Matthew," Hector told him, scraping his chair back. "If it does any sort of damage to your clothes – with those old rags I doubt it – send me a bill for dry cleaning. A REAL bill, not forge, OK?" He said over his shoulder as he pulled Florina out of the lunch room, Matthew's yells of protest far behind.

"Now... where to. How about the library?" Hector asked Florina.

"T-t-t-the l-libraries f-f-fi-fine."

"Good. Lemme grab my books and I'll meet you there, OK?" Hector let go of Florina's wrist and dashed off. Florina, still very wide-eye leaned against the wall, trying not to fall over, and to get her breath back. After some twenty minutes or so – maybe more – she ran to get her books and meet Hector in the library.

The Annoying Bell Kid – aka Nils – ran through the halls of the school at 1, running over two students who had to be sent to the nurse. Someone overheard the nurse saying it was a new record for Nils – 4 kids in one day, and he hadn't even done the end-of-school bell. The gym slowly filled with peevish students in medival costumes, most of whom didn't look too happy to be there. Lyn, Eliwood, Ninian and Matthew took their customary seats in the front row.

"Where ARE they?" Lyn burst out after 30 seconds of quiet sitting.

"Who?" Eliwood asked, looking up at Lyn.

"Hector and Florina!"

"Ah, they'll be here. Why? What are you worried about?" Matthew asked. Lyn glared at him, then fell silent.

"Good afternoon, class!" Ms. Spencer chirped as she came through the gym doors. "I hope you're all feeling well today!" Everyone rolled their eyes. If anything, everyone was universally having the worst day of their not-to-long lives. Not that that mattered to TEACHERS. "So, if we're all here, let's begin – " she was interrupted by the door slamming open and Hector rushing in, followed by a wide-eyed and breathless Florina.

"Sorry we're late, Ms. Spencer!" Hector gasped. "We got a little preoccupied and didn't notice the bell." Lyn's eyes narrowed dangerously at that point. Ms. Spencer eyes the two of them, then shrugged.

"Fine then. Alright, who's up?"

"I am," Hector said, raising one hand.

"Me!" Matthew jumped up from the front row knocking Ninian accidentally – or maybe not – into Eliwood.

"Erk, I, and Kent, shall also be!" Sain said, trying to look impressive. Several people rolled their eyes.

"I think I'm in it at the end," Lyn said, shrugging.

"Oh, good, good! Everyone knows their part! Alright, let's get started then!"

"It took a few minutes, but eventually Matthew and Hector stood on the stage, with Lyn, Erk, Kent and Sain standing offstage.

"Will you make me believe that I am not sent for you?" Matthew declared, exasperated.

"Go to, go to, thou art a foolish fellow; Let me be clear of thee." Hector said, trying to wave Matthew off.

"Well held out, i' faith! No, I do not know you; nor I am not sent to you by my lady, to bid you come speak with her; nor your name is not Master Cesario; nor this is not my nose neither!" Matthew threw up his hands. "Nothing that is so is so."

"I prithee, vent thy folly somewhere else; Thou know'st not me," Hector put particular emphasis on each of the words, trying to get it across to Matthew that he didn't know who or what the fool was looking for.

"Vent my folly!" Matthew seemed outraged. "He has heard that word of some great man, and now applies it to a fool. Vent my folly! I am afraid this great lubber, the world, will prove a cockney. I prithee now, ungird thy strangeness, and tell me what I shall vent to my lady; shall I vent to her that thou art coming?" He jerked his head and stared Hector down. Or tried to, anyway.

"I prithee, foolish Greek, depart from me. There 's money for thee; if you tarry longer, I shall give worse payment," Hector said, flipping Matthew a "coin" with one hand, and waving his fist dangerously with the other.

"By my troth, thou hast an open hand. These wise men that give fools money get themselves a good report after fourteen years' purchase," Matthew said mockingly.

Then the "Trio" came onstage.

"Now, sir, have I met you again? there 's for you," Erk said, his hand going for his sword, and trying to draw it. He wasn't very good at it though, and almost fell over. This got a lot of laughs from the people in the audience, and Erk turned almost as red as Florina. Hector fought not to laugh out loud.

"Why, there 's for thee, and there, and there. Are all the people mad?" Hector wondered aloud.

"Hold, sir," Sain said imperiously "or I 'll throw your dagger o'er the house."

"This will I tell my lady straight. I would not be in some of your coats for twopence!" Matthew said then ducked offstage – right into Lyn. There was a pause in the play until the fighting, swearing, and general confusion was cleared. When it finally was, Sain cleared his throat.

"Come on, sir; hold."

"Nay, let him alone: I 'll go another way to work with him; I 'll have an action of battery against him, if there be any law in Illyria: though I struck him first, yet it 's no matter for that." (Erk)

"Let go thy hand!" Hector exclaimed.

"Come, sir, I will not let you go. Come, my young soldier, put up your iron: you are well flesh'd; come on," Erk 'goaded' Hector.

"I will be free from thee. What wouldst thou now? If thou dar'st tempt me further, draw thy sword." (Hector)

"What, what?" Sain cried, alarmed. "Nay, then I must have an ounce or two of this malapert blood from you."

Then Lyn moved in from offstage. She limped a little bit, but that was the only sign of her skirmish with Matthew.

"Hold, Toby!" She cried. "On thy life, I charge thee, hold!"

"Madam!" Sain looked quite surprised. Maybe there was some hope for him as an actor.

"Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch, Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves, Where manners ne'er were preach'd! Out of my sight!" She yelled at them. "Be not offended, dear Cesario," she said much softer, looking at Hector, then back to the Trio "Rudesby, be gone!"

The Trio fled.

"I prithee, gentle friend, Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passion, sway In this uncivil and unjust extent Against thy peace. Go with me to my house;And hear thou there how many fruitless pranks This ruffian hath botch'd up, that thou therebyMayst smile at this: thou shalt not choose but go; Do not deny. Beshrew his soul for me, He started one poor heart of mine in thee," Lyn said with an imploring look, taking hold of Hector's hand. He did his best to act like Cesario might, confused and bewildered.

"What relish is in this? how runs the stream? Or I am mad, or else this is a dream. Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep; If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!" Hector said, more to himself that Lyn.

"Nay, come, I prithee. Would thou'dst be rul'd by me!" Lyn said, asking, in some obscure way, for him to marry her. At least... that was what the Coles notes said. Hector thought about that for a minute. Marrying Lyn would be interesting, at least.

"Madam, I will," he said, bowing.

"O, say so, and so be!" Lyn said, and the two of them walked offstage.

"Good, good!" Ms. Spencer cried. "Wonderful job, the both of you. Now, I want the next group onstage, doing the next scene. NOW!" Everyone scrambled to agree.

"Well. That wasn't too bad," Hector said, sitting down next to Lyn.

"Where you expecting it to be bad?" Lyn demanded, anger flaring up.

"Not really, no," Hector said calmly. "What's your problem, Lyn?"

"Nothing!"

Hector shrugged, sat down, and pulled out his Spanish notes to study.

"Oh yeah, how was studying with Florina?" Ninian asked. Hector rolled his eyes.

"She's smart, she knows what she's talking about, but MAN!" He shook his head. "She stuttered so much, I had to ask her to repeat herself every other word! It took me forever to get ANYTHING!"

"Is that why you missed the bell?" Eliwood asked.

Hector nodded. "I was concentrating on trying to figure out what she was saying, and she was blushing and looking down – neither of us noticed the bell until the library found us," he paused, looking thoughtful. "I think the library thought we were kissing, or worse, from the look on her face." He laughed. "People!" He didn't notice Lyn was staring at him intently. She then leaned across and kissed him on the cheek. "Hey!" He said, turning to face her. "What was that for?" (he wasn't unhappy, just surprised).

"No reason," Lyn said cheerfully, leaving Hector to wonder just what had happened.

Bwahah, the end. Now, I'm sorry to everyone who reviewed last time: I don't have the time for responces, so I'll do EVERYONE next time. I promise!

Enjoy!