Chapter Four:
A/N : Yay for USFRumpleteazer! Thankya for reading! I'm glad you liked the last chapter! throws USFR a big box of cookies Now, If only you would be less difficult on the RPG… glares at her But anyways, exciting news ya'll: I'M FWEEE!!!! No more school for like three months!!!! Yay! Oh, and this is another really short chapter, but trust me, you wouldn't want me to have them read through the WHOLE script and write about it. The script itself is 96 pages on Microsoft. Ok, I'll shutup now and get back to the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own Cats, and I don't own Clue. I wish I owned both of them, but unfortunately, I'm not that much of a genius. (
A/N: Ok, here's how this is going to go. The italics stuff is what the script says. Anything that is underlined is what they cross out. ok? Unfortunately, the internet won't keep the formatting that I put on it. I had strikeout on the stuff that they were crossing out, so it looked cool, but it didn't do it. ( I hope that all made sense... I'm not very good at explaining things...
"I'm going to be the 'narrator' for now, ok?" said Etcetera before reading the stage directions and not waiting for an answer.
'WADSWORTH's car travels through the wind of an oncoming storm.
It pulls up to the gate of Hill House.
Hill House is a large, imposing mansion, looking very New England.
Wadsworth takes out a key and unlocks the gate.
He drives the car walks up to the front door.
Wadsworth exits the car, is holding a bag and looking at the two barking guard dogs-'
"Wait a minute!"
Etcetera sighed. "Yes Jellylorum?"
"We can't have pollicles."
"And why not?"
"Because we're-"
"Ok, ok, ok, I know. We're cats. We'll scratch the dogs out of the whole thing."
'The dogs approach Wadsworth . . . then jump.
Wadsworth quickly pulls a big beef bone out of the bag and hurls it to them.
The dogs trot away to gnaw on the bone as Wadsworth rolls up the bag.
Wadsworth cinches their chain so it won't allow them to reach the door.
He steps toward the door . . . and sniffs.
Wadsworth pauses and checks the bottom of his feet. Dog crap.
He looks in disgust at the dogs, who aren't bothered at all.
The Hall of Hill House is remarkable, elegant but not gaudy.
It is furnished in dark wood, and brass, with crystal chandeliers.
There are several doors on each side of the hall and three at the end.
To the left: Lounge and dining room.
To the right: Study, library, and billiard room.
The end: Conservatory, ball room, bathroom, and kitchen.
The stairs are located to the right.
By the staircase is the door to the basement steps.
We hear "Shake, Rattle, and Roll" in the background.
Wadsworth opens the front door of Hill House and wipes off his foot.
He enters and hangs up his coat.
SUPERIMPOSED: NEW ENGLAND
1954
Wadsworth steps briskly down the Hall steps toward the library.
The library is a somewhat more comfortable room than the hall,
composed of dark colors. All of the walls are covered with books,
with the exception of one wall, a window.
YVETTE, a young and rather jiggly french maid –'
"Whoa, woai' a minu'! I'm no' gonna be no 'jiggla' French maid. It's bad enough tha' I gotta be a French maid."
"OK! Bast ya'll are difficult!" said an exasperated Etcetera as she took a pencil and slashed out the three promblemating words.
'YVETTE, a young and rather jiggly french maid is polishing a glass.'
"Better?"
Rumpleteazer nodded.
"Much betta."
So the reading went on like this, Etcetera soon crossing out and adding things befor the cast even had to say anything. By the time they were done, all were in need of a new script.
"Ok, we will work on revising the scripts and get new copies to you in the morning," said Jemima as the group got ready to disperse. After the last cast member left Etcetera smiled. "This is going to be good girls." Her friends nodded and got to work on the new scripts.