A/N: I wasn't going to write a new chapter for a long, long, long time. But then I read all the reviews and I felt like I was letting you all down. :(

Hindi Sad Diamonds: Darling? Well okay if you want to call it darling that's fine with me. *wink*

DJRocky99: Hero? Me? You need a new hero, lady. *snort*

Jester_Fraser: Hehehehe is all I can say.

Crystal-Saffron: Thank you so much!

Rosemary_Flowingwater: go women! Dismantle the oppressive establishment! *dance* Lizzie, faithful non-registered user: thank you. Now go register. Teehee.

Now that I've procrastinated even more by doing dedications, I'll have a go at some more. Here comes what I do when its 40 (words unsuitable for this window) degrees outside. : )

(TwystedFate): When we last left our *pulls piece of paper out of pocket and reads it slowly* wonderful, superb, dashing, gallant, marvelous, cherubic Christian, who just happens to have a terribly sexy singing voice *puts down paper* CHRISTIAN!

Christian walks around the corner, smiling nervously

(Christian): Yes?

(TwystedFate): You told me that this was about donating to a charity, not you!

(Christian): I am a charity in my own time. Donate to me for the good of man.

(TwystedFate): When we last left this dipwad *gestures rudely over shoulder* he was in his garret waiting for Satine, who has just kicked the Duke's arse and is running for her lover.

We see Satine, running down the street, crying. She stares up at the camera

(Satine): I just kicked the Duke's arse *dramatic crying sniffle* and I am running for my love OOOOOOO!

Satine trips over one of her stilettos and falls flat on her face. She sighs, stands, sobs, and saunters s'more. (A/N: Look at all the S's! haha!) She bursts into Christian's garret. Christian is standing in front of his mirror, grunting erotically for no particular reason. Satine wipes the gravel out of her face and hair and walks up to him, calm. He turns, and she melts down right into his arms.

(Satine): Christian! Love .. money .. Jesus .. sex .. abstinence .. goats!

(Christian): I understand completely! Go to your room and get your things and come back here and we'll escape on a boat and go on a three hour tour! The skipper's very kindly. He's fat and everything.

(Satine): *blurble*

(Christian): Chocolat, take her to her room and get her things.

Chocolat grabs Satine by the wrist and takes her to her dressing room.

Zidler is hiding behind a curtain in it. He jumps out, camoflauge things stuck to his head.

(Zidler): Boo!

(Satine): Good grief! *dramatically staggers over to her dressing table, regains walking ability right after that and stares at him*

(Zidler): The duke's going to kill Christian and you're dying and its going to be too late because Sugarbottom taboo'd the whole thing on the first day do you have any last requests?

(Satine): *shriek*

Satine faints.

Zidler sighs.

(TwystedFate): Zidler had to let Satine wake up. So he set up a chess table above her body in the hopes that when she woke up she'd knock her head into it and therefore some sense. With nothing better to do, he plays Chocolat.

(Chocolat): I don't see a move!

(Zidler): You must play the pawn!

(Chocolat): What?

(Zidler): You must play the pawn! You must play the pawwwwnnnnnn!

(TwystedFate): I feel another song and dance routine coming on. *blush*

A/N: I'd do the song, but I have a school bus to catch. Enough reviews and I write more, haha.