Disclaimer: Still don't own, get off my back already!
Hmmm, our story left off, well, actually, where did our story leave off, oh, who cares really. Anyway, let's start with... where our story starts, yes, that makes sense doesn't it,
well, anyway, our story starts.
"GET THE HELL ON WITH IT" Said Erik. "And what's with all the commas you can type without them y'know"
"Sorry, I tend to ramble..but...what did you say... NEVER INSULT MY COMMAS YOU HEAR ME, NEVER, NNNNNEEEEVVVVVEEEERRRRRRR" Said Sammy
"You know, grass doesn't taste nice." Said Nadir.
"I thought I told you to turn him back, on threat of many punjabs." Said Erik
"Well, actually, Nadirs crazed rantings drowned out the threat, but I see what you mean, I'll turn him back."
"Thank god, I've never been so humiliated in my life." Said Nadir.
"Well sorry, but Erik was sad." Said Sammy
"Big deal, he only has two moods to my knowledge, and they're sad and angry, oh yes, and brooding"
Said Nadir
"Hey I'm isulted." Said Erik, and angry gleam appearing in his eye.
"You see..." Said Nadir.
"right then Daroga, if that's what you think, I'm going to show you I can be happy and cheerful"
Said Erik.
"...Uggghhh, where am I, and why is that pony dancing too quickly..." Said Raoul, waking up from having a neon bar sighn dropped on his head if you remember.
"God, he's awake, somebody knock him out again." Said Christine, hiding behind Erik's pipe organ.
"No...no I will not, as I am being kind and considerate to all my peirs." Said Erik "Good morning vicomte, isn't it a nice day out... Well actually, I couldn't say as I'm in a cellar, but I'm quite sure it is."
"AAAARRRRGGGG, is this hell, all I can remember is something big and neon... wait a second... I thought neon hadn't been invented yet." Said Raoul.
"My god, you thought... somebody get the camera, this may never happen again." Said Erik
"Ha, I knew you couldn't keep it up for long!" Said Nadir
"Damn..." Said Erik, and knocked Raoul over the head.
"Good morning missus miggins, how are your artichokes..." Said Raoul.
"Er... I think you gave him concussion.
Suddenly, a fridge came out of nowhere, singing bohemian rhapsody.
"Wrong fic.. in fact, wrrong category." Said Sammy "Get back to the insane world of insanity, or great fridge escape, whichever."
"Well actually," Said the fridge " I'm here to see you. I have a proposition for you..."
"Look, I've already written a sequal to shut you up, I'm not writing another, there is just no more plotlines to use about dancing fridges, so GO AWAY"
The fridge promptly dissapeared.
"Well... that was unusaual" Said Nadir
"Welcome to my life" Said Sammy. "Help me, you're the only person I can get a rational word out of,
to be truly honest. I'm having to revert to my previous fics for plot. This fic needs an end, and soon.
Now how would one go about a sudden end?" Asked Sammy
"Well, I beleive," Said Nadir, "That it would go something like thi-
A/N: Wow you're still reading, that's amazing