Whitney: I'm back! I'm back! I live!!

Heath: FINALLY!

Whitney: I wanted to put a new spin on this one, since it's almost ALL play!

Erk: joyness.

Whitney: I was GOING to do ALL the audience participation in the last chapter, but that didn't really happen. So. Yeah. I added some more. :P I hope everyone likes it.

Nino: Bloody Mary, make sure you read review responces!

Karla: BTW, to anyone playing FE: Does anyone know if LegaultxIsadora gets a special ending? She (points to Whitney) would love to know for sure

REVIEW RESPONCES!

K-Girl: Yes, there is time to buy a ticket. Feel lucky, you got the last one! Er, two. Er, whatever

Wandering Cat: Yes, as a matter of fact, I wonder about that all the time. Not that I can do anything about it... even Nino wears short skirts! Whoever drew for this game must have been male :)

Xelion: the play started a long time ago :P

Nikoli: Why do you want two tickets? Who's the second one for?

katelynn: yes, Serra is very good for mindless chatter... as Erk knows very well....

Theoneknownasme: TOO MANY PEOPLE! GAAH!

K-Girl: haven't I seen you already?

flamefirefox: well, after what I did/am going to do, I sure HOPE the two of them have a special ending... and even if they can't, they will in my mind!

TrisRika: No money, no entry!

Pant Burner: You weren't the only one. I don't think ANYONE noticed the "BUY TICKETS NOW!" Sign, since they're all in THIS chapter.

Regulus: Now's a good time to find out what Matt's up too...

Fury: Do you have a key?

WildfireDreams: Well, since you've reviewed so faithfully... and even if you haven't...

The Winged Wolf: For a good reason my friend, for a good reason.

Bloody Mary: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! You WERE in there, but when I went back to edit something, I accidentally cut out you're name! TT tell you what, who are/is your fave character(s)? (this offer avaliable only until final chapter is published)

Firelien: Wow, I'm having a great time with spelling and remembering people's names. Not. Sorry :P As for Farina and Dart... I'm not sure. I just wanted to have a Kent scene that was totally OOC. If you want, I can put Farina and Dart back together again.

Winteress: You want to bring a PONY into the same room as a WOLF? Oo

elven-girl10: NO ENTRY WITHOUT TICKET! Oh, fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine...

MiraiEvo: when you weren't watching. Looks like you've got a lot of reading to do :)

xZero84x: God-moder! Aaaah! Flee!

Disclaimer: blah blah blah. Don't know it.

Now, onto the play!

Hector yawned from his place backstage. Doing so many plays in one day was a drain on his energy and time, and he was thankful he would never, EVER have to do this again.

Matthew and Kent were onstage at the moment, arguing about something – Hector couldn't really remember what. Not that it mattered. Something about a letter… oh, right, the letter "Malvolio" wrote. Hector grinned viciously. This was going to be SO much fun. He cast a sideways glance at Ms. Spencer, who looked on the verge of a breakdown. Well, it WOULD be fun if she didn't catch wind of it. And if she didn't have a breakdown. She looked like the kind of person who would react that way. Oh well, Hector thought, turning away. They had healers around, right?

Nino, Heath, and Wil rushed past Hector as their cue was called. Hector watched them from Lyn's normal hiding space. They were a good group, he thought. Too bad Nino was going to miss out… oh well. Someone must be taping this, he thought. They always show tapes at cast parties.

Cast parties?

Hector grinned viciously at the idea. Now who was the best person? He thought as he wandered off to look.

Lloyd POV
Lloyd sat in his chair, stone bored. Idly he drummed a chew-up pencil against the makeshift "ticket counter" that had been set up just for tonight. The play had already started, and no one else was coming, and Linus was asleep in his chair, and his snoring was really loud and annoying, and Lloyd wanted to get out of here ASAP.

A loud banging interrupted his thoughts.

"LET US IN!" Fury yelled. "LET US IN!"

"Huh?" Linus asked, sitting up his chair, still half asleep. "Wassat?"

Lloyd rolled his eyes, since the door was OPEN. Then all of a sudden the door gave way, exposing 3 billion people who had forgotten that tonight was play night. Lloyd's eyes bulged.

"Eeek," Linus squeaked, eyes wide as the mob pressed in against them, all trying to buy tickets. Lloyd grabbed Linus' jacket as he tried to run.

"Sit down and HELP me!" He hissed. Linus didn't look very happy about it, but did as he was told.

Fury was in the process of buying his ticket when a smallish pixie-like thing with very long, pointed ears started to sneak by. "I already have a ticket!" She chirped and started to make her way down the hall before Lloyd grabbed her by the scruff of her shirt and dragged her back.

"Let's see it then," He demanded.

"Um…"

"Thought so," Lloyd said, crossing his arms. "Pay up!"

"Why?" Elven-girl10 cried. "No one else did!"

"Huh?" Lloyd asked, turning around. The hallway was empty except for him and Elven-girl10 as Fury ran past him. "LINUS!" He yelled. He yelled again when Elven-Girl10 got away from him and ran for the hall.

When he finally reached the gym he stared with his mouth hanging open.

It was utter chaos. There were people on the stage, but no one seemed to notice them. Not that they were saying anything. In fact, one of them looked like he was laughing. The audience was doing everything from talking to yelling to falling asleep, depending on the person. Elven-girl10 had run to "her" seat in the front row and was now in a fight with the man who HAD been sitting there. He finally came in second and retreated to the seat in second row, and was now complaining – loudly – about her long, pointy ears and how they were SO out of fashion. Drama Queen – King, Lloyd thought.

"Lloyd!" Linus called, coming up to him. "Hey, what are you doing here? I thought we were supposed to be minding the tickets?" Lloyd's eye twitched.

"Listen you – " He was interrupted by a pair of VERY high pitched screams coming from two of the seats in the last row.

"LLOYD! LINUS!" The Reed Brothers half-turned to see K-Girl and A-Sis throwing themselves at them. Turning the other way, the Reed brothers beat a hasty retreat for the door, pursued by screaming purple and green blurs.

WildfireDreams stood by the ticket booth, looking around for the ticket managers. When Lloyd and Linus came running down the hall, she smiled. "Hey, is there still time to buy a – " Lloyd and Linus ran past her screaming, leaving her talking to nothing. " – Ticket?" She turned to look at the Reed brothers and was almost run over by their streaking shadows. WildfireDreams watched the odd procession, then grinned evilly at headed down for the gym.

"Hey, hey," Someone whispered to her. She turned to see Xelion, dressed in a very suspicious, large, spy-type trench coat. "You wanna buy some bubblegum?" He asked, opening the coat to reveal row on row of gum.

"Hmm…" WildfireDreams pondered, examining the different types.

Totally Random POV

"I TELL you! If she's so shy around guys – by guys I really mean Sain – WHY does she wear that itty bitty skirt? LOOK at it!! There MUST be one that's longer that, or tights, or SOMETHING!" Wandering Cat glared at the stage, which was now devoid of people, waiting for the impromptu "intermission" to die down.

Nikoli, who took up two seats for no apparent reason, edged away to the far side of the second one, trying to put as much "distance" between herself and the ranter.

TOKAM settled himself into his seat, flanked by the exasperated looking Xylon and Arc, all of whom were enjoying – or maybe not – Arctura's lovely pyrotechnics display. PantBurner didn't seem to be liking it though – especially since he was the one being set on fire. Xylon groaned.

"Hey! My laptop!" Flamefirefox yelled as her computer started to go static JUST as she was about to read the spoiler of the last scene of Twelfth Night. "You ruined my e-mail!" She screamed at Arctura and chucked the laptop at her head, thus starting the first girl-on-girl catfight of the fiction.

Oblivious to the fight, Trislika searched on hands and knees around her chair. "What are you looking for?" Katelynn asked.

"Wallet… wallet… I can't find my wallet!" Trislika wailed.

"…I thought you said you never had one." Katelynn pointed out.

"…"

Beside them Regulus was fidgeting in his seat, eyes darting everywhere. "What's he PLANNING!??" He finally yelled. Several people turned to look at him, then calmly pretended he simply didn't exist.

Wintress was having fun with Miss Daisy. The only problem seemed to be that the talking white pony was seated right next to the Winged Wolf. "Who arranged these seats?" Miss Daisy complained, and sat in her owners lap for extra security.

Bloody Mary, the invisible one, stood to one side, watching everyone. Then, very quietly, she slipped up the cast stair and snuck into the backstage.

Hector POV
"All right boys and girls, it looks like they've calmed down," Ms. Spencer said, peering through the curtains to the audience, the low buzz of chatter rising and falling in sporadic bursts. "Who was on when this all started? Matthew, Heath, Wil, Kent and Nino, right? Get out there!" The named people clustered around the entrance and were about to go in when Hector cleared his throat – loudly. "What?" Ms. Spencer demanded, turning to give him a smoldering look.

"Well, Ms. Spencer…" Hector did his best to look innocent, but Matthew's grin was very contagious and he was almost 100 certain that most of the people behind him were wearing similar looks. "It's just that, well – Nino's not there."

"WHAT???" Ms. Spencer screeched at whirled around. True to his word, Nino was not among the group. A quick roll call revealed that Jaffar was gone too.

"Aaargh!" Ms. Spencer screamed. In the audience almost all conversation fell silent. Flamefirefox and Arctura ceased their catfight and looked up.

"I wonder if that's part of the surprise?" Flamefirefox asked, only to be tossed out of the gym by Arctura, who then proclaimed herself ultimate victor of the Catfight.

"Alright, EVERYONE! Search EVERYTHING, do you hear me?" Ms. Spencer yelled, trying to get people to join in the hunt for Nino and Jaffar.

"But Ms. Spencer," Lyn said, looking pained. "It's been so long already… if we wait any more, the audience – we'll be too late to finish the play! And Jaffar's probably with her, right?"

Ms. Spencer looked like she might blow up at Lyn's suggestion, but finally sagged. "But Nino's part? Who's going to play Viola?"

"I think Priscilla's Nino's understudy," Eliwood said innocently. "Right Priscilla?" Priscilla looked slightly green but nodded. Heath looked slightly happy that Priscilla was going to be his "wife", and nodded. Raven looked slightly murderous and nodded his head, marking Heath as his next punching bag.

"Alright, alright..." Ms. Spencer sighed. "And Jaffar?"

"Jaffar had an understudy?" Guy asked.

"Yes, Guy," Matthew said, rolling his eyes. "Last time I checked, it was you."

"OO" Guy gulped. "Oh... right…"

"Alright, fine, whatever…" A defeated Ms. Spencer shook her head. "Let's get going and see if we can finish this with SOME semblance of order…" Matthew and Hector made eye contact and nodded. Slipping behind Ms. Spencer, Hector walked out onto the stage.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," Hector began as the crowd went very quiet. "We apologize for the delay in Act 5. Because of you patience, and because you are such a WONDERFUL audience," he paused as some people laughed or giggled – there even seemed to be a crazy Goth cackling down there – the started again, "We are going to be doing a little bit of… reorganizing… with the cast. We ask only for your co-operation." He finished, bowed to the crowd, and walked offstage. He winked at Matthew, who winked back, before walking over to stand with Lyn. Matthew, Kent, Wil, Priscilla, Heath, Eliwood, Karla and Lowen stood together conversing for a moment before the eight of them trooped onstage. Lyn and Hector grinned at each other, then rushed to the edge of the exit to watch the forthcoming chaos.

Heath, Wil, Matthew, Priscilla and Kent took up the normal positions, then turned to "see" Lowen and Karla dragging Eliwood onstage by his feet, his hands dragging on the floor behind his head. Eliwood seemed to be having a hard time of it, since Lowen kept veering off towards to edge of the stage, making Eliwood pull a painful split that his body wasn't ready to handle. Hector wasn't sure if he would rather wince or laugh.

"Hey!" Heath said, pointing at the officers and Eliwood. "I know him! He's that nasty bastard who cheated me and my house out of a lot of money that time!"

In the brief silence that followed Heath's line, a chirping cricket could be heard from the general area of the audience.

"Yeah, I think you do," Karla said, giving the leg she held a shake. "This is the captain dude that blew up some of your ships. I think he also but the leg off one of your relatives, but I don't really remember which one. Stop shaking!" She yelled at Eliwood, giving his leg another shake.

"Are you going to hurt him?" Priscilla asked. "He was nice to me, but if he hurt someone related to you," she clung to Heath's arm and gazed up at him through her lashes. "Then we should just hang him and be done with it."

"Hmm…" Heath "thought".

"Hey! Don't I get any say in this?" Eliwood demanded, trying to sit up.

"No," everyone onstage chorused.

"That's not fair!" Eliwood gripped. "I gave her my wallet! It had lots of gold in it, and I never got it back!"

"So?" Heath asked.

"I want my gold back!" Eliwood wailed.

"I've never seen this guy before in my life," Priscilla said. "I bet he's some moocher!"

There was a chorus of "boo!!" from the audience.

"My cue," Lyn grinned to Hector and swept out onto the stage, Serra all alone in following her, since Priscilla was now Viola. Hector tried not to laugh at the looks of the people in the audience. Instead of her long, hot, irritating black gown, Lyn was wearing a tight-fitting dress that barely cleared her calf. There were feathery sleeves of light fabric that drifted down the back, giving it the appearance of a cloak, and slightly raised boots commanded everyone to look at Lyn as she moved. Hector fought the urge to laugh, but a glimpse at the looks of the faces of the people in the audience caused him to run from the spot so no one could hear him as he laughed so hard he cried.

Nino's POV
It was only Jaffar's joy and the possibility of getting out of the play that caused Nino to go along. Besides, being with Jaffar was more fun than the play. Right?

When all the extra people had come streaming in and Ms. Spencer started going ballistic – again – Nino and Jaffar had slipped out the back door. They had almost been run over by Linus and Lloyd and the two girls who chased them, but they made it off of school property in relative safety. As the walked, Jaffar put his hand around her shoulders and Nino snuggled closer to him. This was DEFINITELY better than the play. She didn't get to cuddle Jaffar there – partially because Jaffar didn't want anyone to see him "weak", although everyone knew how he felt about Nino.

She'd overheard him having a conversation with Uncle Legault – well, it was a slight one-sided conversation, but still. Legault had asked Jaffar if he planned to marry Nino. She hadn't heard the answer, but she hoped the answer was yes. She really liked Jaffar – Erk just wasn't the same.

The streetlights gave way to their shadows as they walked quietly along the streets. A small park, built for the children of the area, interrupted the row of townhouses. At this time it was empty, and Nino skipped ahead of Jaffar as he followed along behind her. He sat silently on a still swing as Nino hopped on the one beside him.

"…Nino."

"Yeah, Jaffar?" Nino set her wide green eyes on him.

"…I have something to ask you…"

Lyn's POV
Lyn relished the shock from the audience. If they were going to mess with this play, well DAMN IT, let's mess with it! She thought with a grin. She stopped to watch the goings-on between the two parties, her feet planted solidly, her hands on her hips, glaring at the people assembled in front of her.

"Ah! Olivia!" Heath greeted her. "What perfect timing! There's this great bar down-town – you want to, we could go together and, y'know, buy a couple of wedding rings and a night at a downtown hotel – " he shut up when both Lyn and Priscilla gave him hard whacks across the head.

"Oh, hush up. I've no use for you. Now, Cesario, darling, come along."

"WHAT?" Priscilla gasped.

"Hey, that's my servant you're hitting on!" Heath glared at her. "Besides, I'M the one who loves you – why should I suffer? Tell me that!"

"And then tell me why I should put with being hit on!" Priscilla added. Lyn raised an elegant eyebrow.

"Well –"

"Besides," Priscilla pressed on, "I love him! I want to be with him forever and ever and ever – " Priscilla gazed up at Heath with her big eyes, and the look that passed between the two of them was so sweet Lyn thought she might be sick. A sight noise from backstage caused her to look over her shoulder briefly. Hector stood in the doorway, making gagging motions. Lyn had to suppress a giggle.

"Hey!" Matthew elbowed the two. "You're not supposed to be in love yet!"

"Oh. Right." Heath blushed and the two of them looked at the ground. Matthew rolled his eyes.

"Ah! You WENCH!" Lyn glared at Priscilla. "You traitorous, lying, sneaky, – "

we will break here as Lyn goes on a swearing rant. In place of this vulgar language, we treat you to scenes from the Caribbean, Hawaii, and Bay of Freezing Cold Fundy. Aren't those ice floes pretty? We thought so too. We now return you to regular broadcasting

"You SAID you loved ME!"

"I did NOT!" Priscilla shot back at Lyn.

"Then why did you marry me? Huh?" Lyn taunted. "Gotcha!"

"Say WHAT?" Heath exclaimed, looking shocked. "Pris – er… Cesario! Is this TRUE?"

"No! No, I swear!"

"I sense a bitch-fight coming on…" Kent muttered to Wil who nodded in agreement.

"It IS! And just to prove it, I have the priest who married us!" Lyn said triumphantly. Ninian emerged from offstage, wearing priest's robes and trying to look as much like a guy as possible. Lyn tried not to laugh.

"Before the painted windows of my cardboard church did I marry them, in the name of Roland, Sacae, and that old fart Athos." Ninian said with all the conviction of a real church minister. There was laughter at her slight towards Athos.

"Noooo! Pris – Cesario! Why did you lead me on! We could have been so HAPPY together! Creating a little place for just the two of us, somewhere out of the way, and – "

"I did NOT MARRY HER!" Priscilla yelled.

"Yes you did! I have the proof RIGHT ON MY FINGER!" Lyn said, waving the wrong finger in Priscilla's direction.

"Why, you – "

"Hey! All fights are supposed to start with ME!" Erk said, stomping until he joined them onstage. He'd changed his clothes – probably traded with Hector, since they were so big – and looked every inch the snobby kid playing the punk, right down to the purple hair. "Oh yeah, Toby needs a doctor, since they haven't invented ambulances yet!"

"AAAAAAH! IT'S EEEEEEERK!" Someone from the audience yelled, diving for cover under his front row seat. Several eyebrows were raised, but they continued on.

"Why, for the love of the now-of-godlike St. Elimine, does S- TOBY need a doctor?"

"Because Raven got mad that Sain was hitting on Lucius and decided to pound him into fish carp." Erk said matter-of-factly.

"And this man must be rewarded – er, punished!" Lyn said. "Who was it?"

"I already told you, it was Raven." Several throats cleared at the same time alerted him to his error. "Oh, right. Uh… it was him! Wait – Priscilla? I thought it was supposed to be Nin - oof!" Erk winced as Serra elbowed him.

"He told me!" She cried, several people covering their ears from her high-pitched voice. "Andrew told me it was HIM!" She pointed her finger dramatically at Priscilla.

"Awesome, Cesario!"

"But HE tried to beat up ME!" Priscilla protested.

Just then Sain staggered out onstage with the help of Matthew. The make-up crew had done a good job with him, Lyn thought. He really looked as if someone had beaten him up.

"See!" Erk said, pointing his finger at Sain, who just groaned.

"Hiya Tob! How's' it going?" Heath asked, trying very hard not to laugh outright.

Sain might've tried to answer – Lyn wasn't sure – then fell over onto the stage, facedown. There were a few cried from some of Sain's conquests who were watching, but no one really seemed to care.

Lyn rolled her eyes. "Get him out of here!" Matthew and Kent carried Sain off, evil grins on their faces, as Erk followed. Moments after they left Hector ducked through the opening and came onstage.

"Hiya, babe!" Hector greeted Lyn with a hug and a kiss. From the audience Lyn thought she heard a few sighs, and a couple of grumbles – she ignored them. This was too much fun. "Sorry about him," he jerked a thumb over his shoulder. "But he was getting all aggressive, trying to fight me and stuff…"

"That's QUITE alright," Lyn said empathetically. "We don't really like him anyway."

"Oh good," Hector said and kissed her again, then looked over to where Eliwood was still on the floor, Ninian hovering anxiously over him, and trying not to look like she was doing so. "Hey, there you are Antonio! I was looking for you! I kinda lost the purse – all that money you lent me? But since I'm married to this super-hot babe, I don't really care, so – yeah. Toodles."

"Hey!" Eliwood glared at Hector from the floor. "I'm going to hold you responsible for all that gold!"

Lyn did her best to looked shocked as she looked back and forth from "Sebastian" to "Cesario". "…I think there's a problem here…"

"Problem?" Hector lifted his head to look at Lyn. "What problem?"

"Well, the fact that you two look the same might be one of the contributing factors…" Heath offered.

"Who two?" Hector asked, then looked at Priscilla. "Hey, don't I know you?"

Priscilla glared at him. "YES, you know my, you asshole! I'm P – Viola!"

"Sister!" Hector cried with enthusiasm, sweeping her up in a bone-crushing hug. Faint "aaaack!" sounds could be heard.

"Sister!" Heath exclaimed, "Well… that clears up a lot."

"I… was hitting… on a WOMAN!?" Lyn twitched.

"You're gay?" Hector asked, still 'hugging' crushing Priscilla. Lyn slapped him across the face.

"If I WAS, WHY am I married to YOU then?"

"No idea," Hector said innocently. Lyn rolled her eyes to the ceiling as if praying for patience.

"OK, so let me get this straight," Heath said, frowning. "I took … her… in as my attendant," he pointed to Priscilla. "Olivia, the light of my life, fell in love with my servant – "

"Who was in love with you," Hector put in.

"Thanks, I think. So I was in love with Olivia, Olivia was in love with Cesario, and Cesario was in love with me. I did get that right?"

"Well, first off, her name's Viola, and secondly you forget that he's really a she, and that Olivia, thinking I was my sister, married me. So, I think we have a problem," Hector turned to Lyn. "Still want to marry me, or should we just get the… Father…" Hector turned his head slightly to look at Ninian who was on her knees next to Eliwood, kissing as far as he could see. His mouth twitched. "To divorce us."

Lyn looked him over and grinned. Hector met her and smiled as well. "Naaaah!" They chorused moving together in such a way that there were several catcalls from the audience and not a few cries of "Get a room!"

Legault's POV
As the group onstage had struggled to work out who was in love with who, who was what gender and who was married to who, Legault and Matthew stood in one corner, talking together in low tones. Finally they broke up, Matthew heading backstage as Legault returned to his seat. He grinned as he looked onstage to see Lyn and Hector literally all over each other, with quite a few cast members gawking from the sides.

"Get a room!" He yelled, and other members of the audience took up the call.

"Where were you?" Isadora asked as Legault sat down next to her.

"Oh, I just went to the bathroom and met up with Matthew on the way back," he said. Isadora raised an eyebrow, but shrugged and went back to watching the cast try and break up Lyn and Hector. They finally succeeded, and the play resumed.

Matthew POV
Matthew rolled his eyes as they FINALLY put themselves back on track. Serra was doing her best to place herself square between Lyn and Hector, but Matthew had a feeling that if either Hector or Lyn cared to, they could just shove her out of the way and jump all over each other again. He shuddered at the thought, then checked the signed he was carrying again. This was going to be fun.

"Viola," Heath was saying, holding one of Priscilla's hands in his own. "You said before you loved me… do you still?" The look the two were exchanging was sickening and Matthew could hear a mix of sighs (from the girls) and gags (from the guys).

"Of course!" Priscilla said enthusiastically. Heath looked thrilled at her response.

"Lemme through, jackass," a voice growled from behind Matthew. "I'll kill him."

"Oh, give it up, Raven," Matthew rolled his eyes.

"I SAID, lemme THROUGH!" as Raven started to bull his way past, Matthew stuck his foot out, tripping him. The thud shook the stage, but only Serra, Lyn and Hector noticed. Matthew waved cheerfully at them as he sat cross-legged on Raven's back.

"I would like to see you again… dressed as a girl," Heath said, slightly nervous looking.

"Of course!" Priscilla agreed. "But… I think Malvolio has the address of the dry cleaner who took them… they were all wet and STUNK of salt – "

"Ack!" Lyn exclaimed. "Malvolio! I forgot! He was acting crazy, so I looked him up…"

"High five, Lyn!" Hector grinned as Lyn blushed scarlet. Matthew gagged before remember it was his cue. Taking care to step on the back of Raven's head, he walked out onstage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, nobles all born," He greeted them with a bow. "I have a message for you from Malvolio, but first," he turned to the audience, "I have a message to a member of the audience."

There was a sudden, electric hum that went around the gym as people looked up and then at each other as they tried to figure out who was the "lucky" one. With a grin, Matthew unrolled the sign, letting it hang down in front of him. His face split into a wide grin when a startled shriek told him she'd seen it.

"Does that sign say what I think it does, Matthew?" Hector asked him.

"If what you think it says is "Will you marry me, Isadora?" then you are totally correct, my friend."

"Who told you to do THAT?" Lyn demanded.

"The person who wants to marry her?"

"And who's THAT?"

"Well, since he was just down on his knees in the aisle, and since she's all over him now, I'd say it was Legault," Hector told her calmly.

"You think that was a yes?" Heath asked.

"Yeah, I'd say so. Why?" Matthew asked, turning to look at his friend.

"Just checking," Heath said, before cupping his hands around his mouth and yelling, "SHE SAID YES!"

A roar of pure noise went up around the audience as Isadora, bright red, and Legault kissed in front of everyone who could see them.

Hector's POV
"Ok, where are we now?" Lyn asked as the noise started to die down and Legault and Isadora sat back down.

"Um, I think Matthew was about to hand us the letter from Malvolio, or something," Kent said.

"Oh right. Matt, you got the letter?"

"Of course," Matthew said. "Are we ready to start again?"

"Yep," Hector nodded. "Take it away Matt."

"My lords and ladies, I bring a letter from Malvolio," Matthew said loudly, getting everyone's attention. He bowed with a flourish and handed the "letter" to Lyn.

"Eh, I don't feel like reading right now… Hect – Sebastian, you read it for me."

"Meh," Hector grunted and passed it on to Heath.

"He's not my servant," Heath said and passed it to Kent. Kent looked like he was about to pass it on to Priscilla, but a warning glare from Heath caused him to open the letter with a sigh and start reading.

"By the Lord, madam, you wrong me, and the world shall know it; though you have put me into darkness and given your drunken cousin rule over me, yet have I the benefit of my senses as well as your ladyship. I have your own letter that induc'd me to the semblance I put on; with the which I doubt not but to do myself much right, or you much shame. Think of me as you please. I leave my duty a little unthought of, and speak out of my injury. THE MADLY-US'D MALVOLIO."

There was a pause as Kent finished reading and everyone looked at each other.

"He sounds mad to me," Lyn said.

"Ditto." Hector agreed.

"Can we leave him there? He was mean to me!" Priscilla grinned.

"Certainly, my dear." Lyn said with a bow. "Kent, go and tell Malvolio that he'll be incarcerated until further notice."

"As my lady commands," Kent said, tripping over Raven as he left.

"Shoot," Lyn said quietly. "We were supposed to tell bring Malvolio here so he could tell everyone Toby married Maria…"

"Meh, who cares?" Hector shrugged.

"We could tell them that Erk married Serra," Matthew suggested.

"YES, YES, PLEASE, PLEASE!" Serra's piercing voice shattered Hector's eardrum. "EEEEERRKKKYYYYY-POOO!" She screeched, running offstage.

"Um... ow." Hector winced. "I think that was our cue to exit. Let's go," He grinned, hooking an arm around Lyn's shoulder and leading her offstage.

Heath turned to Priscilla and smiled, offering her his arm. She took it quickly, as if afraid it might disappear and the two of them moved offstage, a muffled squawk coming from the passage as they, too, tripped over Raven.

Matthew's POV
After all the noise had died down, Matthew stood alone on the stage, grinning slightly as he strummed idly at a guitar.

An electric guitar.

The sudden, blazing lights, might have started a few people, but then so did seeing Raven, Hector, and Kent, dressed as punk rockers; and Lyn, Serra (who was clutching Erk by the neck) and Erk (who was being clutched by his throat by Serra) dressed as backup singers.

The fever pitch of a rock concert was quickly achieved, aided by Linus and Lloyd who came tearing through, pursued by two screaming fans. Then Matthew nodded and they were off.

"When that I was and a little boy, with hey, ho, the wind and the rain, a foolish thing was but a toy, for the rain, it come every day!"

Raven grabbed the lone mike, several girls screaming in appropriate fangirl appreciation. "But when I came to man's estate, With hey, ho, ! Against knaves, ing thieves men shut their gate, For the rain come every ing day!"

"But when I came, finally, I arrive, with hey, ho, hell! By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain, come e'ery day!" Kent did his best, but, for some reason, the excitement seemed to die until Hector took his turn.

"But when I came too my bed, with hey, ho, hell! With -pots still drunk and runnin' for the head, For the rain, it come every day!"

Then Matthew took the mike back again.

"A great while ago the world begun, With hey, ho, hell! But that was all one, and our play is done, thank you all, it's been fun!"