Well, another quick update! Go me!

Thanks SO MUCH to everyone who reviewed, I love you! And since I ended up breaking my leg at a soccer tournament (just KIDDING! ... well, almost) I have a lot of time. We're nearing the end, people, so I guess I'd better hurry up and tie up all the end!

Guest appearance at the end! :)

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

Tuesday morning began as it normally did. With Hector whining about something.

"But it's THURSDAY! We don't have English on Tuesday!"

"Well today we do!" Lyn snapped at him. "I didn't arrange it, the fates are NOT conspiring against you, and you're lucky rabbit's foot is NOT broken! So get over it! Now get your ::BLEEP:: - ing costume on, and LET'S GO!"

Matthew stood to one side and snickered with Eliwood and Ninian as Hector walked towards the bathroom, costume in hand, looking at the floor, muttering as he went.

"Honestly," Lyn muttered, stalking over to the group. "Can't he be happy about ANYTHING?"

"He was happy about hooking up with you," Ninian pointed out. Lyn glared at her.

"Well, if you want MY opinion," Eliwood grinned, "the two of you are a perfect pair!"

"What's THAT supposed to mean?" Lyn growled.

"Nothing," Eliwood smiled in that infuriatingly innocent manner and started whistling. Lyn glared at him.

"Concentrate on the good things Lyn," Matthew told her. "Nice weather, the beach, the fact we don't have anything but English today..."

"Yeah, yeah," Lyn cut him off. "I'm going to the gym to wait for class to start. Drag Hector down with you when you're done, OK?" and with that she stalked off.

Nils's daily track run around the school took longer than normal, so most of the kids were late when they finally drifted in to the gymnasium. Most of them weren't very happy about the all-day English class, but most of them had different reasons.

"I can't believe we're missing Chemistry today!" Erk nearly wailed. "We were having a LAB today!"

"That's ok, Erky," Serra smiled at him. "We get to spend the WHOLE DAY together! Won't that be FUN?" Erk stared at her in horror then buried his head in his hands and sobbed.

"This bites," Heath gripped. "I get to sit around, all day, as one of the main characters, and I'm only in, like, two scenes! This, really, BITES!"

"Thank GOD!" Guy stared at the ceiling. "We were supposed to have a chem. Lab today," he said as way of explanation to the startled Florina sitting to his right. She gulped a little, nodded her head, and edged away.

"Alright people, cut the chatter!" Ms. Spencer screeched from the doorway. Several people winced – she'd found the bullhorn from wherever Matthew'd hidden it. Hector glared at Matthew, who grinned, slightly shamefaced. "As you know, Open House is TWO DAYS AWAY," She yelled into the bullhorn as she stalked up the aisle. "We are going to have TWO FULL DAYS of rehearsal until EVERYONE IS READY! For every mistake, you will have to stay ONE HOUR, until you get EVERYTHING RIGHT! Any questions?" She glared over the top of the bullhorn. Several people were in shock and stared at her with their mouths open.

"To make sure nothing else goes wrong," She continued, "For someone who screws the same scene up twice, you will have to spend one hour of PRIVATE TUTOURING – "

"That doesn't sound so bad," Priscilla said.

"WITH KAREL!"

Priscilla's eyes went wide. "Ok," she said, "That's bad."

"Now, let's get this started!" Ms. Spencer said. Rebecca and Matthew you are UP HERE NOW! Sain, Jaffar, you will ALSO be in this scene. BE READY!" With the threat of Karel and extra practice hanging over their heads, Rebecca, Matthew and Sain walked up to the stage. Jaffar came behind them, but from the death glare he gave Ms. Spencer, he wasn't really worried about either of these things. "BEGIN!" Ms. Spencer screeched as Matthew and Rebecca took their places.

"Nay, I prithee, put on this gown and this beard; make him believe thou art Sir Topas the curate: do it quickly; I'll call Sir Toby the whilst!" She said, thrusting a package at him before hurrying away.

"Well, I'll put it on, and I will dissemble myself in't; and I would I were the first that ever dissembled in such a gown," Matthew said. "I am not tall enough to become the function well, nor lean enough to be thought a good student; but to be said an honest man and a good housekeeper goes as fairly as to say a careful man and a great scholar. Ah," he looked up to the offstage. "The competitors enter."

"Jove bless thee, master Parson," Sain said, bowing to Matthew as if he were someone of importance.

"Bonos dies, Sir Toby:" Matthew greeted Sain, his Spanish accent horrible. "For, as the old hermit of Prague, that never saw pen and ink, very wittily said to a niece of King Gorboduc, 'That that is is;' so I, being Master Parson, am Master Parson; for, what is 'that' but 'that,' and 'is' but 'is'?"

"To him, Sir Topas." (Sain)

"What, ho, I say! Peace in this prison!" (Matthew)

"The knave counterfeits well; a good knave," Sain said as they stood in front of a "cell" made of fabric and construction paper. Matthew couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive, since there was no way ANY cage or cell could hold Jaffar.

"Who calls there?" Jaffar's voice growled from inside the cell.

"Sir Topas the curate, who comes to visit Malvolio the lunatic," Matthew said matter-of-factly in a slightly lower voice than his regular one.

"Sir Topas, Sir Topas, good Sir Topas, go to my lady," Jaffar's voice came after what seemed a very long and nervous silence.

"Out, hyperbolical fiend!" Matthew said in mock disgust. "How vexest thou this man! talkest thou nothing but of ladies?"

"Well said, master parson," Sain said with a silly grin. Rebecca rolled her eyes, since Sain was in no position to be talking.

"Sir Topas, never was man thus wrong'd; Sir Topas, do not think I am mad: they have laid me here in..." there was a pause. "...hideous... darkness." THIS from a man who lived and breathed darkness.

"Fie, thou dishonest Satan! I call thee by the most modest terms; for I am one of those gentle ones that will use the devil himself with courtesy. Say'st thou that house is dark?"

"As hell, Sir Topas." It was eerie, since Jaffar almost sounded cheerful when he said that line.

"Why, it hath bay-windows transparent as barricadoes, and the clerestories toward the south north are as lustrous as ebony; and yet complainest thou of obstruction?" Matthew tried to sound surprised.

"I am not mad, Sir Topas; I say to you, this house is dark." (Jaffar)

"Madman, thou errest: I say, there is no darkness but ignorance; in which thou art more puzzl'd than the Egyptians in their fog."

"I say, this house is as dark as ignorance, though ignorance were as dark as hell; and I say, there was never man thus abus'd. I am no more mad than you are; make the trial of it in any constant question." (Jaffar)

"What is the opinion of Pythagoras concerning wild fowl?" Matthew asked, and was answers by a few giggles and snickers from the crowed. Those, in turn, were interrupted by Ms. Spencer screaming something into her bullhorn. There was a very long pause.

"...That the ..." there was another pause from the cell. "soul of our grandam might haply inhabit a bird."

"What think'st thou of his opinion?" Matthew asked, much like a physiatrist with a patient.

"I think nobly of the soul, and no way approve his opinion," Jaffar's voice was very harsh coming through the gate.

"Fare thee well. Remain thou still in darkness; thou shalt hold th' opinion of Pythagoras ere I will allow of thy wits, and fear to kill a woodcock lest thou dispossess the soul of thy grandam. Fare thee well." Matthew turned to leave.

"Sir Topas!" Jaffar's voice growled, but by then Matthew, Sain and Rebecca were "out of earshot."

"My most exquisite Sir Topas!" Sain beamed at Matthew.

"Nay," Matthew it off. "I am for all waters."

"Thou mightst have done this without thy beard and gown; he sees thee not," Rebecca noted, looking at "Malvolio's" "Cell".

"To him in thine own voice, and bring me word how thou find'st him; I would we were well rid of this knavery. If he may be conveniently deliver'd, I would he were, for I am now so far in offence with my niece that I cannot pursue with any safety this sport to the upshot. Come by and by to my chamber," Sain said, then both he and Rebecca left, walking to offstage.

"Hey, Robin, jolly Robin, Tell me how thy lady does." Matthew sang, once again within distance for "Malvolio" to hear him.

(A/N – unless indicated, everything Matthew says is singing.)

"Fool, - " Jaffar harsh voice began.

"My lady is unkind, perdy."

"Fool, - " Jaffar was cut off again.

"Alas, why is she so?"

"Fool, I say,—"

"She loves another—" Matthew stopped and looked around. "Who calls, ha?"

"Good fool, as ever thou wilt deserve well at my hand, help me to a candle, and pen, ink, and paper; as I am a gentleman, I will live to be thankful to thee for't," Matthew was more than a little surprised. Jaffar's acting actually... sounded good! He gulped, hoping Jaffar really WAS acting, and not secretly plotting to kill him.

"Master Malvolio?" Matthew pretended to be surprised.

"Ay, good fool."

"Alas, sir, how fell you besides your five wits?" Matthew asked, pretending to be concerned.

"Fool, there was never man so notoriously abus'd; I am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art!"

"But as well? then you are mad indeed, if you be no better in your wits than a fool." Matthew pointed out.

"They have here propertied me; keep me in darkness, send ministers to me, asses," there was a harsh accentuation on the last word. "and do all they can to face me out of my wits."

"Advise you what you say; the minister is here," Matthew said, then dropped his voice again. "Malvolio, Malvolio, thy wits the heavens restore! endeavour thyself to sleep, and leave thy vain bibble babble." He said in the voice of "Sir Topas".

"Sir Topas!"

"Maintain no words with him, good fellow," 'Sir Topas' said. "Who, I, sir?" Matthew feigned innocence – as much as he could, talking to himself. "Not I, sir. God be wi' you, good Sir Topas! Marry, amen. I will, sir, I will." Talking to oneself was a very confusing affair.

"Fool, fool, fool, I say!" Jaffar called.

"Alas, sir, be patient. What say you, sir? I am shent for speaking to you."

"Good fool, help me to some light and some paper. I tell thee, I am as well in my wits as any man in Illyria!"

"Well-a-day that you were, sir!" (Matthew)

"By this hand, I am," Jaffar protested. Matthew tried, but couldn't think of any time he had ever heard Jaffar talk so much. Well, away from Nino anyway. "Good fool, some ink, paper, and light; and convey what I will set down to my lady. It shall advantage thee more than ever the bearing of letter did."

"I will help you to 't. But tell me true, are you not mad indeed, or do you but counterfeit?"

"Believe me, I am not; I tell thee true." (Jaffar)

"Nay, I'll ne'er believe a madman till I see his brains. I will fetch you light and paper and ink," Matthew said, turning to go.

"Fool, I 'll requite it in the highest degree; I prithee, be gone." (Jaffar)

Matthew grinned and started singing again.

"I am gone, sir,

And anon, sir,

I 'll be with you again,

In a trice,

Like to the old Vice,

Your need to sustain;

Who, with dagger of lath,

In his rage and his wrath,

Cries, ah, ha! to the devil:

Like a mad lad,

Pare thy nails, dad;

Adieu, goodman devil."

Then he skipped merrily offstage.

"Good job!" Ms. Spencer's bullhorn-enhanced voice yelled. "Alright, people, let's go! Next scene, GET UP THERE!" Matthew groaned. This was going to be one LOOOOOONG day.

At lunchtime they were allowed to get out of the gym. Jaffar was sulking in the corner, with Nino nearby, trying to cheer him up – not that it was working. Florina was being comforted by Karla after earning an afternoon with Karel, Lyn and Hector were arguing – each now had one hour with Karel for fighting during scenes – and Eliwood and Ninian were trying to be inconspicuous as they made out. Matthew grinned. All in all, it was a normal day.

"Hey, Matthew," Heath greeted him as he walked up.

"S'up?" Matthew nodded.

"Not too much. But dude, Legault just called me and said there's someone waiting for you down by the lobby," Heath shrugged. "He told me to pass it on. Later man," he said as he walked off.

"Later," Matthew called after him. He stood thinking for a moment, then headed down for the lobby.

"Hey there Matthew," someone greeted him from behind as he entered the lobby. He turned.

"Leila!"

"In flesh and blood," she grinned at him.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Oh, y'know," she said evasivly. "The usual."

Matthew shook his head. "What am I going to do with you?"

"Well, you could come with me," she said slyly. "I've got the day off, y'know?"

"But I don't," Matthew pointed out. Leila grinned and held up a cell phone.

"Hello?" She said, acting like she was talking to someone - the cell phone was off. "Yes, this is Matthew's mother. We have a family emergecy - yes, his grandmother's sick. I'm very sorry, but can you let him out early? Yes? Oh, thank you SO MUCH! Just tell him his sister will be picking him up - yes, yes, don't worry. Thank you very, very much!" she winked at him, and Matthew laughed.

"Alright sister dearest," he grinned, taking her arm, "let's go!"

And I am now officially out of ideas. If, by popular demand, people want to see more Leila, she and Matthew may be the focus of my next intermission - I have one more. So get your votes in - which couple do people want to see in the final intermission? And now, on to my Review Responses for the last two chapters.

Review Respons

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Wandering Cat: Meh, doesn't really matter WHAT chapter you read first. Start at the back and work your way forward! : ) I'm glad SOMEONE likes the Rath-Rebecca idea... I won't pursue it too far in this story, but in the next on - AMND ;) - I might. But who cares, so long as I put Rath in?

Wandering Cat (again): I'm so glad you like it! Looks like Florina isn't as weak as we thought, hmm? And you wanna know something? I need speel checker be four aye can spell an knee thing right.

WildfireDreams: Yes, it DOES look that way doesn't it? : )

Nikoli Delphinki: I did. Are you really surprised? Go Rath! ::huggles::

Nikoli Delphinki (again): They are. ::glomps Jaffar:: --gets fried by Nino-- ouch...

xZero84x: wow, Lyn's jealousy is a big hit! OO I'm gonna hafta do this more often! But doesn't interesting usually translate into "bad"?

flamefirefox: I know. I warned people that it was! Of course, if I'd known all the time I was gonna have... And yes, I'm sorry there was no translation. There won't be much in the way of translation for the rest of the play (the next two chapters)... but hopefully you won't mind TOO much. I have an idea for A Midsummer Nights Dream (which hopefully you'll read), that will fix that problem. I swear!

elven-girl10: I promist Ephidel will be in the play. Although... who could I pair HIM up with? Limstella? Hm... bad guys as the lead parts.. oO interesting idea...

Bloody Mary: Hector is indeed clueless. Even in the real game he's clueless. He's just like me. Maybe that's why I like him so much.

Bloody Mary (again): I'm glad SOME people like R and R. They probably won't get anywhere with each other, but... Jaffar and Nino... ::evil grin:: heh heh heh heh heh....

WildfireDreams: Usually I put pair people up so that I can get the most people paired off (wow that was a lot of "p"s). Usually it's Rath-Lyn, Hector-Florina, Kent-Farina (which I still might do), Sain-Fiora... etc. Glad you'll keep reading it though.

AND! Just for you! Leila!! : )

A fan of fire emblem: Meh. No one really said they wanted Sain/Rebecca or I woulda put 'em together. Maybe next story.

flamefirefox (again): Keep an eye on the my sequal. You might be surprised : ) I usually support those pairings, but I am by no means picky.

elven-girl10 (again : )): Glad you likes it. But don't worry... Jaffar's JUST FINE where he is right now. Moving him might get me killed. I promise to try and use Ephidel, one way or another.

xZero84x (again): Is Hearken stupid? I've never gotten him in the game. Well, actually, hold that thought. I have had him before. He just kept killing everyone though. Isadora, Marcus (WHOO HOOOOO!), Kent, Eliwood... yeah, I guess he IS stupid. But anyway, if you really DID miss the pairings (how's ja do that?) it's Rath/Rebecca. Not that I think it's going to go anywhere. I'm just playing : )

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Ja ne!!!