Okay...everyone remember when I said that I had more of this done then I had posted? Right now I'm up to Bui Doi (which I have an idea for, but it's not very good). So, yes, I know this is a very short chapter. But when I looked at what I had, the only other logical break in sight was after 8 more pages. I figured that I'd give you all this right now, and if even 1 person reviews, I'll post the next chapter.

I have reviews! And reviewers! I'm so happy! ^throws roses to reviewers^

Disclaimer: I own the frightened tech crew, the psychopathic director, and...that's all in this chapter. Enjoy! %&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&

Director: Okay! Sounds like a plan!

Gwenhwyfar: So...I'll go first ^reads script^. If you want to die in bed ^pauses and blinks^ Okay...follow my example. When you see a cloud ahead, it's time to show your class. This isn't such a bad song after all. Hit the door before they make a target of your...donkey?

Director: What the heck?!?

Gwenhwyfar: Well, ass is another word for donkey, right?

Director: I am NEVER doing another musical again...especially not with people like you! ^points threatening finger^

Elaine: ^runs off crying^

Director: Dang...at least we don't need her until curtain call. Keep going.

Arthur: If you want to die in bed, in times of revolution...wait! Why would anyone revolt? Aren't I a good king?!?

Morgaine: ^grabs his script and continues^ When the flag they fly is red, let pride fill up your chest. Meanwhile, pack a sack, and take the first boat heading west.

Mordred: ^opening box^ My precious souvenirs, of all the golden years! Rolex watches in steel...that look practically real! I need a little stock to start me in Camelot.

Morgaine: Son...are you plotting something again?

Mordred: ^grin^ No, Mother. If you want to die in bed, forget about your Karma! When your life hangs by a thread, don't cry about the fates...

Lancelot: He could learn something from himself...

Mordred: Grab a stash of cash, and plan a restaurant in the States! Let me stop for a bit, this was my greatest hit. Miss Saigon and her crown...wait, where's the crown?

Morgaine: ^holding it on her head^ You can't have it! It's mine!

Director: You stole it from Elaine, didn't you?

Morgaine: She got Lancelot, I get the crown. I think it's a fair deal.

Gwenhwyfar: Wait! I thought I traded Lancelot for a crown...oh Lord; I'm using symbolism, aren't I?

Director: What are you girls talking about?

Gwenhwyfar: Not sure.

Mordred: ^grabs crown off of Morgaine's head^ I made her queen of the town. I get them paying more, for just another whore!

Elaine: ^reentering^ So you think I'm worthless too?!? ^runs away crying again^

Mordred: ^angry at being interrupted again^ Here I come, USA!!! Your next champ's.ON HIS WAY!!!! GAH!!!! ^throws a spotlight at one of the set crew^

Member of Set Crew: ^dies^

Director: Not again!!!

Gwenhwyfar: Should we stop?!?

Director: No!!! THE SHOW MUST GO ON!!!

Mordred and Lancelot: For men will always be men, the rules are the same, for kings and for clerks...

Arthur: Are you insulting me?

M/L: ^ignoring him^ Give me Frances, or dollars, or Yen, I'll set up a game. I know how it works. Why was I born of a race that thinks only of rice and hates entrepreneurs?!? Me, I belong in a place where a man sets his price and you pay and he's yours!

Morgaine: Um...you realize how disturbing that sounds?

Gwenhwyfar: ^hyperventilating^ Breathe in...breathe out...

Lancelot: I am sorry for upsetting you, my love!

Gwenhwyfar: Just keep going...I'll be alright.

Lancelot: I should be...American! Where every promised lands and every businessman knows where he stands! First stop Bangkok, and then I roam! Cross that ocean white with foam! To the place that is my heart's true home...America!

Accolon: I think he used just about every word that ends with "ome" in that verse.

Arthur: Lance, I had no idea you were this disloyal! All these years, I thought you a model citizen-

Mordred: Model citizen? He slept with your wife!

Arthur: That fact can be overlooked. But all this time, you were secretly planning to run away to America, weren't you?!? You never really were a loyal knight! You just served me to get closer to my wife! In fact...I bet Gwen's in on this too! You're all traitors! I'm the only real patriot here! But never fear, for I will make the dream of Camelot come true...and I will lead the Golden Age!

^silence^

Mordred: Until I kill you, that is.

Arthur: Gah! ^goes and hides backstage with Elaine^

Director: Mordred, you are angering my cast and...well, killing my tech crew. I may have to rethink your participation in this production. Someone finish off the song!

Accolon: If you want to die in bed, en route to your nirvana! You grab a chance and plunge ahead and go where people win. Heaven's there...but shit! You need a visa to get in!

Director: Okay, everyone. Mordred, are you happy now?

Mordred: Yes. ^smiles innocently^

Director: Okay...then we're moving on to where Kim enters. That means that everyone who is NOT Morgaine or Mordred need to get off the stage! Oh yeah, Morgaine: bring Donnie on with you.

Morgaine: Okay.

Director: Action!

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Coming up in the next chapter...Gwen becomes a more central character (EvermoreElf, I hope you're happy...she gets to do more later on)! Morgause and Viviane decide to drop in! Arthur and Elaine have an argument about...woodchucks? ^blink^ Just read and review so I can post more ASAP!

~Saranha (have I mentioned I don't even own my name?)