A/N: Okay my last chapter went insane..er. I had some problems with setting arrangement but I THINK I saved what I fixed (thanks to DjRocky99!) And if I did not save, then just ignore the whole changing clothes thing..my apologies. More insane then I am..if that is possible. I just read it over and thought to myself: "What HAVE I produced?" And then I had a mood swing, ate six pieces of pizza, did the cha cha slide around my living room, and then sat back down at my computer. I had typed "A/N:"..and then I fell asleep atop my keyboard. So now I am going to try this again.

When we last left Christian, the Bohos, Zidler and Satine..they were performing verbs. Why? You ask? Well, because they could. Performing verbs is fun. There are many verbs you can perform. There is "breathe". There is also "exist". Sometimes you can perform both "breathe" and "exist" at the same time, but be careful. Over stimulating yourself may just lead to physical harm. Anyway, on to the story!

(Satine): I believe you were expecting me! These lights are hot!

Christian appears absolutely in awe

(Christian): Err..yes I was.

(Satine): Let us dance!

(Christian): Actually, I would prefer it if I could just sit here and look cute..

(Satine): No.

Satine grabs the arm of Christian and pulls him upright, dragging him onto the dance floor

(Christian): I have never danced like this oh my

Satine leads Christian into a very complex dance move

(Satine): I am glad to see someone has taken interest in our little..mistake

Christian grins

(Christian): Oh yes, I have been looking for an opportunity like this for all of my life, I will be very glad to be involved.

(Satine): Really?

(Christian): Why, yes..of course I am assuming you will like it.

Satine grins devilishly

(Satine): I am sure I will..ow!

(Christian): What is wrong?

(Satine): This string of Christmas lights..it is burning me.

Christian steps away as Satine rips them off her dress and tosses them into the crowd.

They land on the head of an old man

(Old woman): Hubert! You have got Christmas lights on your head!

(Hubert): Reba, no matter what you say, I refuse to get in bed with you, give up

Satine grabs Christian again

(Christian): Toulouse said it should be done in private.

(Satine): He..did?

(Christian): Yes. I will do it anywhere, I did it in a garden fountain at midnight once, in front of some people who threw rose petals at me when I was through, very romantic, but Toulouse suggested somewhere private. So I can read you my poetry.

(Satine): Ohh..POETRY. I do love poetry!

(Christian): So is it a date?

(Satine): Hold onto your hats!

(Christian): What is that supposed to mean?

(TwystedFate): But by that time Satine was on her swing.

(Satine): Diamonds..etc..etc..she faints..everyone goes "awww"..Marie revives her..she gets up and goes to the elephant (yet again) for a "poetry reading"

(Satine): Is this poetic enough for you?

(Christian): Its just a mauve corset and a mauve skirt with burned holes where the Christmas lights used to be. But sure, its poetic.

(Satine): Would you like some champagne? I always find it easier when I am drunk and/or stoned.

(Christian): Not me. I would prefer to just get it over with, if that is alright with you. I have somewhere to be later, and I cannot afford to be late.

(Satine): Oh.

Satine walks over to the bed and sits down on it, massaging her upper thigh.

(Satine): Why, come down here and we will get it "over with", as you say, hmm?

(Christian): I find it too uncomfortable to do it lying down, everything gets in the way. How about if we do it standing right here, by the window. Such a lovely view!

(Satine, who cannot contain her surprise much): Oh!!!

(Christian, hurridly): Oh, you do not have to stand, you can stay right here. But sometimes when I do it it varies in length from..poem to poem, and I would like you to be as comfortable as you can. It may feel a little strange at first, after all I do do a lot of modern techniques, never used before, but if you are open you may find you enjoy it a lot. And I usually give free samples when its over.

(Satine): Free samp..I am sure I will like it! Do not worry about that!

(Christian): The sky is..it has..blue..birds..in the tree..

(Satine): Is that it? When do you get to the good part? (randomly) Oo! Oooo!

(Christian): Why are you grunting?

(Satine): It gets me in the mood.

(Christian): It..does?

(Satine): Oh, yes!

Satine grabs Christian

(Satine): Lets make love here on the bed!

(Christian): Make love? On the bed? When does the poetry come in?

Satine stands next to Christian

(Satine): Maybe you can say it WHILE we make love?

Zidler is looking into the room with a telescope

He sees Satine looking seductively at Christian..er..Mr. Duke

(Zidler): What a nice piece of work..

(Christian): It is a little bit funny!

(Satine): What is?

(Christian): This..feeling..I get inside.

Satine nods slowly and moves back to the bed, flopping down onto it and grunting erotically periodically

(Christian): If I had a job..which I do not..because I am poor..etc..etc

(Satine): Why are you pausing? Do not pause gosh darn it!

Christian reaches into his pocket and pulls out a laptop

(Satine): What is that? This is 1899!

(Christian): Let us play Pong!

(Satine): Ooo! Erotic-ness! Lovel..pong? That game! I can never win it!

(Christian, singing): My gift is a game of pong!

(Winks at Satine)

And this round is for you!

You can tell everybody!

That I let you win Pong!

It may look quite simple but

When all is said and done!

Hope you do not mind

I hope you do not mind

That I sang this so off key!

Just for the love of you burning deep within me!

Sat at the comp!

And I wiped off the dust!

Some of the keys well, they

Had a little crust.

But my comp has been kind

While I played this game!

It is for people like you that

It does not lag up!

So excuse me for griping

But these things I do!

You see I had forgotten

If I was player one or player two!

And another thing is

While I am still ranting

You were the sweetest player two

I have ever seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen!

Christian and Satine fly off in a whirlwind of glitter to the Eiffel Tower

(Christian, still singing): And you can tell everybody!

That I let you win Pong!

It may look quite simple but

When all is said and done

Hope you do not mind, I hope you do not mind,

That I sang this so off key!

Just for the love of you burning deep within me!

Love of you burning deep within meeeeeeeeeeee!

Christian and Satine are back in the elephant, Satine striking a dramatic pose in the arms of Christian

(Satine): I cannot believe I am in love with a..

A/N: I am bored with typing this for today. I will pick it up tomorrow, sorry to keep you waiting, LMAO.