Disclaimer: I don't own RENT I am just messing about with the characters that Jonathon Larson created.
Author's note: tee hee. I was listening to the RENT CD today in school and heard Mark's Mom say: It's me the Wicked Witch of the West, so I made the Cohen house Wizard of Oz themed . lol 3
Chapter 2: Frozen Four-eyes
"New friend" Pah! Roger laughed again. His mother shushed him. By that time, Mrs. Cohen had come to the door. "I'm so sorry about little Marky!" she cooed. "He's a little shy and doesn't take to strangers very well, but once he gets to know you I'm sure he will be much friendlier."
Mrs. Cohen invited them to come in. Roger looked around. The walls and ceiling were painted bright colours which looked like a rainbow in a clear blue sky. He looked down. The floor tiles were yellow! The carpet was grass green! A pair of legs with black and white striped stockings stuck out from under the couch. On the feet were sparkly red shoes.
"Oh my…." Mrs. Davis said.
Wow someone's a little obsessed! Roger thought to himself.
"Come in, come in!" Mrs. Cohen said cordially.
Roger and his mother slowly stepped in.
Before Roger knew it, he was left alone in the living room, while the "Moms" went to go do "Grown-up" things in the kitchen.
Roger looked around. There were ornaments everywhere! A miniature scarecrow, a tiny lion. Roger was glad his mom wasn't like this!
He noticed a small blonde head peeking out from behind the couch. "Um…hi." Roger said. The head went back behind the couch. "Wow, won't this be fun." Roger said out loud. "Wat wiw be fun? A small voice said from behind the couch. "Oh nothing." Roger said casually. "I just thought that you would want to come outside and play in the snow with me." Roger lied. "O.K.!" said a small blonde blur. Mark already hat his boots and coat on and was out the door before Roger had any time to think. Roger took his chance. He locked the front door that Mark had just exited through!
Then, Roger walked happily to the couch, sat down, and flipped on the T.V.
An HOUR later, Roger's mom announced that it was time to go.
"Did you have a fun time with Mark?" his mother asked as they were leaving.
"No." said Roger. "Mark decided to go out and play in the snow, and you know mom, I Hate snow!"
Roger's mom opened the door to leave.
There stood a small snow man.
"Goodness!" Roger's mom said.
"Um, excuse me?" said the snow man in a rather small and cold voice. "May I come in now, it's cowd out hewe!"
"OH!! GOOD HEAVENS!!" Mrs. Cohen screamed! "MARKY!!! OH MY POOR LITLE MARKY!! COME IN QUICK!! WHO DID THIS?!?! WHY DIDN"T YOU KNOCK!?!?! OH DEAR WHY DIDN"T YOU WEAR YOUR SCARF?!?!?
On and on Mrs. Cohen ranted and raved. Roger's mother gave him a 'you're in trouble when we get home' kind of look.
They decided that it was best to leave the Cohen residence.
End Flashback
Roger laughed silently to himself. He remembered Mark's excuse for not knocking or ringing the bell. Mark had said that he was too short.
But Roger remembered the task at hand. Get Mark His Scarf.
Roger ran out to the curb, his eyes scanning the street for any sign of Mark.
Just then, Roger saw a Markish shape across the street. Roger ran towards it, forgetting to look both ways.
A taxi cab was speeding down the street at that very moment, and before Roger knew it…