Chapter Two- In which We learn that "Ragtime" has too much exposition.

A/N: I have decided after trying to write out the entire scenes and staying up half the night when I should be sleeping so I can take my AP test and get at least a four that I will mostly focus on the things that happen to Grantaire and Enjolras and follow their little journey and how it parallels Sarah and Coalhouse's journey. Anything else that was humorous onstage will be added. I do not own Les Miserables or Ragtime.

Gavroche entered and stood center stage. He saw a projector and turned it upstage. The light projected onto the scrim and moving silhouettes appeared. Gavroche turned out toward the audience.

"In 1902, Father built a house on Broadview Avenue…"

As Gavroche said his monologue, the New Rochelle cast member began to enter slowly. They stood behind him still in their poses.

"The skies were blue and hazy

Rarely a storm

Barely a chill

La La La La La…" The New Rochelle Ensemble sang.

As they sang, Thenardier, Fantine, Marius, and Bahorel entered. The silhouettes still moved behind them. Thenardier and Fantine delivered their speeches. Marius began his.

"Marius Pontmercy was a genius at explosives-"

He was answered by a laugh from the silhouettes. He continued on. As he and Bahorel delivered their speeches, one of the silhouettes tripped and fell, causing a domino effect behind them.

"Grantaire!" One of the silhouettes yelled. A nervous laugh answered it.

"The skies were gently tinted

Lavender, pink

Lemon and Lime." The New Rochelle ensemble sang.

"Ladies with parasols." Fantine sang.

"Fellows with tennis balls." Marius sang.

"There were gazebos

And there were no Negroes"

At this, the Harlem Ensemble entered cheering. Joly and Grantaire entered dressed in drag.

"And every thing was Ragtime!" The Harlem Ensemble sang.

Enjolras walked over to a piano that was set stage left and began to pretend to play it.

"In Harlem, men and women dance and reveled to the music of Marc Enjolras. This was a music that was theirs and no one elses." He said.

Grantaire walked over to the piano and struggled to get on top of it. He laid on it in a way that he thought was seductive but was actually very disturbing.

"One man thought Enjolras was playing just for him. His name was Grantaire.

Combeferre entered and stood in front of the Harlem ensemble and delivered his speech. La Epster decided this show had too much exposition and began to skip through, hoping the readers knew prologue of Ragtime well enough. Simply put though, Jean Valjean, Azelma, and the immigrants told their background, Lesgles attempted a trick Houdini once did only to get trapped even more so he said his whole speech hanging upside down until he passed out, Montparnasse and Babet got in a fight while delivering lines about Social Darwinism, Madame Thenardier scared the entire cast with her speech about capitalist pigs, and Cosette showed the ditzy stereotype that a lot of people have for her while acting as Evelyn Nesbit, the woman whose eccentric husband, Bamabatois, killed her ex-lover, Champamathieu, and now the murder was the "cime of the century"... in 1906... The cast ended the song and the lights went out. The sound of general commotion was heard.

For the interest of the Authoress, we shall now follow the story of Grantaire and Enjolras since Thenardier, Valjean, Azelma, Marius, Fantine, and Gavroche actually pulled off the scene correctly, therefore not making it amusing. As kind of a review, Thenardier is leaving for the North Pole with Admiral Perry. Fantine (reluctantly) sang him a love song wishing him well. Valjean and Azelma left Latvia to come to America after Azelma's mother died.

Meanwhile backstage, Enjolras laid down on the floor. His eyes were closed. Grantaire decided to watch him. He stood directly over him and looked down. Enjolras sensed he was being watched, opened his eyes, and screamed because by this time, Grantaire was looking him directly in his eyes with his face close to his. Enjolras kicked Grantaire between his legs and rolled out from under him before the drunkard in a dress collapsed.

Enjolras stood up and brushed himself off. He looked at Grantaire who was moaning in pain. Deep down, where he would never admit it, he had always felt something for the drunkard. He looked at the brunette who was writhing on the floor howling like a dying beagle and sent the thought from his mind.

Grantaire was in excruciating pain. His beloved Apollo had kicked him and didn't come to help him up. Grantaire whined and flipped over, looking at Enjolras. Oh how he loved him. His bright blue eyes glared at him and his short, raven-black hair was tussled about his head. Grantaire forgot his pain and smiled. Enjolras turned away and Grantaire sighed.

As the scene currently being played out ended, Cosette was getting ready in the catwalks to enter on the swing. Marius was about to enter from below to carry on a scene. The scene ended and the music for "Crime of the Century" started. The swing began to lower.

"La la la la la la la la la

Whee!

Your honor,

I was once the lady friend of Fauchevelant

He's a famous architect…"

As Cosette sang, she began to swing back and forth. Marius was up in a balcony. Cosette began to get a little hyperactive wither swinging.

"Marius loved Cosette. He went to every show and sat I the balcony, hoping his goddess would see him. One night he almost fell! Cosette caught sight of him and smiled. Suddenly life was full of delicious possibilities!" Marius said.

As the song got nearer to ending, Cosette got a little too hyperactive with her swinging and the law of inertia took control.

"… Now she's the girl on the swing!

Whee!"

Cosette went flying off the stage screaming. She landed in Eponine's arms.

Now Eponine had been talking to Azelma about Grantaire. Azelma was making fun of her and Eponine's arms were outstretched in her frustration. When Cosette landed in her arms, Eponine looked at her and then simply dropped her on her rear. Cosette brushed her self off and stalked back onstage angrily.

Marius ran up to Cosette.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah… Eponine just dropped me… that's all…" Cosette said.

"Go on with the scene!" La Epster yelled.

"You're the boy from the theatre! You've been to every performace. You deserve a reward."

Cosette leaned over and kissed Marius a little more passionately than the script called for. La Epster yelled at them to break it up since happy couples made her sick.

"There is that what you wanted?"

"I love you, Cosette."

"Could you repeat that for the press?"

"No… I really love you, Cosette."

"I'm sorry but I could never love anyone as poor, or thin, or as nice as you. I'll smile at you in the balcony tomorrow night, if I haven't forgotten you already…"

Marius stared at Cosette. She saw tears welling up in his eyes.

"Marius, It's only a play. I still love you!"

Marius smiled and exited. The scene changed to the house.

Meanwhile, Grantaire was getting ready to enter. He looked down at his feet. Joly walked over to him.

"You okay, mon ami?"

"Yeah… It's just that… Enjolras…"

"Oh…"

"What do I do about it, Joly?"

Joly thought for a minute. He then smiled.

"Grantaire, I have an idea… When you are performing, break his heart. Make him see the error of his ways. If it works, you will have Enjolras as a lover in no time."

Grantaire smiled. He got ready for his entrance again. Enjolras would have a broken heart… and then he would love him…

A/N: Thus concludes another chapter of Mis Time. I hope no one gets offended. Please Review but no flames.