A/N- I'm very sorry this took so long to update! I went to go see the movie ROBOTS yesterday only because Ewan McGregor was a voice for one of the characters. His character was hot…for a robot. Anyways, that was random! Oh, by the way, Erik, you can lose a bunch of brain cells every time you bang your head like that.
Erik: (Using his fist for a microphone) If I were a rich girl, nanananananananananananananana! See, I'd have all the money…
Yep…he's gone….Well, on with the show!
Chapter Seven: The Young and The Foppish
Carlotta: You zed zere waz a man who lives in your shoe?
C.H.: Yeah, shela! I'll show you. (Pulls off shoe, looks in, and gasps) Grantaire! Who is that?
(Dramatic music as the others look in to find Grantaire with Jack Sparrow at a table…with little cups and saucers like one of those Polly Pocket sets)
Grantaire: Uhh…this isn't what it looks like.
C.H.: (close to tears…HA!) Oh, don't give me that! I let you live in MY shoe so Javert won't find you and you go and pull a stunt like this! I'm so hurt!
Jack Sparrow: No, really mate. I just came by for tea.
Christine: Is anyone else seeing this?
Raoul: Yeah, and I thought Erik was crazy! (Christine elbows him in the ribs) Ow! My ribs…hehe…I want my babybackbabybackbabybackbabyback….
(Later)
Meg: (In her thoughts) Do I like him?...Oh, no I don't!...Yes, I do! But how? He's a scary, obsessive, murderer…and yet…so sexy…
Authoress: He doesn't like you, Meg, now shut up.
Meg: (looks around) Are you my conscience?
Authoress: Uh…(high voice) Yeah, Meg, I'm your conscience and I say you don't like Erik! He doesn't like you!
Meg: I love him…but only on my own…
Authoress: Ahem.
Meg: I shall confess my love to him!
Authoress: No you shall not! There are too many Phangirls that would beat you up!
Meg: So?
(Authoress hits he in the face)
Meg: Oh, my nose! My nose!
Micheal Jackson: I know what you mean.
Authoress: Get out of my story and go back to Neverland or something.
Micheal Jackson: (sigh)
(Even later)
Erik; My head…hurts…
Authoress: I told you so.
Erik: (mocking voice) I told you so. God, I hate you!
Authoress: You mean you don't…like me?
Erik: Awww…You look like Dory from Finding Nemo. (Smiles) I liked Finding Nemo…Hey Mr. Grumpy Gills…
Authoress: Robots is good, too because Ewan McGregor's in it.
Erik: Erm…Okaaay…
(Awkward silence as Authoress picks up a magazine and flips through it)
Authoress: I love Johnny Depp….But NOT his girlfriend. She's a model…All prissy and perfect and STUPID!
Erik: Like the fop?
Authoress: Pretty much.
(Raoul slides across the floor and stops abruptly at Erik's side)
Raoul: You called? (Gets confused) Oh, wait…crap! I fell for it!
Erik: Oh, hey Foppio. We were just talking about how models remind us of you.
Raoul: (Eyes-sparkly, Voice-squeaky) Really?
Erik: That wasn't a compli…
(The "I'm Too Sexy" song stats up and Raoul tosses his hair, majestically)
Authoress: …..
Erik: I HATE THAT SONG!
Raoul: Do you really think I could become model?
Raoul Fans: He's sexy enough…
Authoress: Uh…sure Raoul! (Mumbled) Help me, Erik!
Erik: Er…yeah! You're a model just waiting to throw up!
Authoress: Erik! That's not what I meant!
(Raoul is unaware of the remark as he hugs himself and skips away)
Raoul: RICOLA!
Christine: Raoul, sweetheart, what are you doing?
Raoul: Christine1 I have dream to shoot for!
Christine: (excited) What?
Raoul: I'm gonna be a model!
(Christine gasps and looks around for the Authoress)
Authoress: Pay no attention to the pale girl hiding behind Erik.
Christine: You!
Meg: (holding her nose in place) You!
Carlotta: You! What? I only got two lines in this stupid chapter?
Raoul: Spinach!
Erik: me?
Authoress: Him?
Erik and Authoress: Them?
Others: You both!
C. H.: We are now watching the six idiots argue; soon this will lead to a fight for life and death. Look at them…Isn't it amazing? (All eyes shift slowly to him) It's absolutely astounding how they…what? It's my job!
To be continued…
A/N- This is hard to say…there will be ONE MORE CHAPTER. There I said it. Don't hate me because I still love you all! R&R!