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Chapter II
Narrator: And now we return to lunchy burnchy with the fabulous Atnonelle, the reluctant Mary-Sue with a seemingly made up French name!
Antonelle: My apartment it rather shabby.
Narrator: It was then that Antonelle fell into a giant hole in the floor.
Antonelle: (landing in Christian's lap) That frickin dwarf ripped me off!
Christian: Woman...in...lap...not...Satine...GAH! Get off! (throws her off)
Antonelle: No wonder no one wants to live here.
Christian: So wrong...so right...
Antonelle: This is why I'm still virgin.
Narrator: A stereotypical virgin nontheless.
Antonelle: Shut up.
Narrator: Antonelle left the crazy, surley, bitter, old crotchy man and went back to her apartment for some rest.
Christian: I am NOT old and crotchy!
Narrator: Quiet, puny mortal! You are what I say you are!
Christian: ...meep.
Narrator: And now,we addrip-off crossover character...number one.
Janet Weiss: How in the blue moon did I get here?
Narrator: That's not relavant to the plot!
Janet Weiss: Ok. Can I leave? It's..(looks at the drunk Bohos) so unhealthy here.
Narrator: No, you and the Mary-Sue have to meet.
Janet Weiss: This is really awfully unpleasent.
Narrator: Too bad!
Antonelle: Well, hola.
Janet Weiss: You have a rather large hole in the middle of your apartment floor.
Antonelle: Are you my roomate?
Janet Weiss: I think so.
Antonelle: Well, I automatically hate you. Please die.
Janet Weiss: Well, goodness, what a shabby looking man, looking up from the hole!
Christian: You're just too cute. I'll shave and clean up just for you. wink wink
Antonelle: I hate you both.
Narrator: Janet and Christian are bonding...she's doing his laundery. Aww. Aren't they cute?
Antonelle: I hate you more.
Narrator: I know. And yes, Rocky Horror fans! This is pre-RHPS!
Rocky Horror fans: Will there be singing?
Antonelle: Heck yes, there will be disasterous singing in which the author will try to add a crappy song that has no meaning or releavence to the movie!
Antonelle: All I really want for Christmas is my two front teeth!
Janet: Ack! There is a dead man in your closet Christian!
Christain: How the hell did that get there?
Narrator: Under further investigation, they found out it was non-other than Paris Hilton.
Policemen: Ok, who killed Paris Hilton?
Narrator: Who killed Paris Hilton? Christian? Antonelle? Janet? Debbie Harry? Tubby Tab?
Ok. There is is. In all it's silly glory. R&R!