A/N: Okay, I have to repeat my 'disclaimer' from the last chapter: This story is NOT meant to pick on anyone's stories or thoughts. I'm just joking around, it's all in good humor. If you hate it, go ahead and flame it. I could honestly care less.
Chapter Two
"Oh, come on Grizzy! Bring it on!"Benny shouted. He had bothered the Cats characters to the point where Grisabella had challenged him to an intense arm wrestling match. Grisabella hissed at Benny as he tried to force her hand down on the table, all the other cats gathered around excitedly to watch.
Angel and Collins were sitting as far away as possible from Benny, pretending they were not from the same musical as him. Angel was brushing out her wig, as Collins flipped through the newspaper. They both turned to look at the clock, sighing simultaneously.
"Is it almost ten-minute break?"Angel asked hopefully.
"I dunno. I can never remember when those things happen,"Collins shrugged.
"Me neither,"Angel sighed. "It's really been a slow story day, huh?"
"Yeah. All we got was a some fluffy Mo/Jo and an angsty Roger/Mimi,"Collins replied.
"Wait...then where's Mark?"Angel asked.
"He's running back and forth between the Mo/Jo and the Roger/Mimi,"Collins explained. Angel frowned,
"Why does he get to be in two stories while we're in none!"she demanded.
"Oh Angel, when will you learn? It is physically impossible for someone to write a story that does not feature Mark!"Collins snapped sarcastically. Angel sighed again.
"I'm just as cute as Mark..."she grumbled.
"ATTENTION ALL FANFIC CHARACTERS: TEN-MINUTE BREAK FOR THE FOLLOWING STORIES: WICKED, CATS, SWEENEY TODD, SOUND OF MUSIC, JESUS CHRIST SUPERSTAR AND RENT."Maureen and Joanne were the first out of the door.
"Wow, that was one heck of a morning!"Maureen announced, sitting down beside Collins. Roger, Mimi and Mark followed, Roger with his arm wrapped around Mimi. However, the second they stepped into the break room Roger shoved Mimi aside.
"Oh God, I don't think I can stand any more Roger/Mimi's!"he cried, immediately wrapping his arm around Mark instead. Mimi glared at them.
"Fuck you, Roger!"she snapped.
"Sorry, that's my job, honey,"Mark replied. Mimi continued to scowl as she sat down beside Angel.
"I want more stories where I have my OWN boyfriend,"she whined.
"Just be glad you're in stories, sweetheart,"Angel scoffed.
"Yeah, instead of sitting here watching Benny arm wrestle cats..."Collins added.
"DAMMIT! I want a re-match!"Benny shouted, as Grisabella forced his hand down.
"There's something familiar about that green chick from Wicked. I just can't place my finger on it,"Maureen commented as she watched Elphaba over in the Wicked corner.
"I know what you mean,"Collins agreed. "That guy from Law and Order has been driving me insane."
"Excuse me, does this belong to you?"The group all looked up to see Macavity holding Benny by the collar and looking pissed off. The RENT gang all exchanged glances.
"...no. He's with Sweeney Todd,"Collins replied. Benny frowned.
"Hey! Guys! That's not fair! GUYS!"Benny cried, as Macavity dragged him off towards the Sweeney Todd corner.
"Great Collins, now we have no antagonist!"Joanne snapped.
"Oh shit..."Collins muttered, realizing his error.
"Oh! I wanna be the antagonist!"Angel volunteered.
"Your name is Angel for crying out loud, you can't be the antagonist,"Roger, who was now sitting on top of Mark on the table, snapped. "I think I should. I'm the bad-ass rocker."
"But you're always a central character,"Joanne pointed out.
"So it's settled. I'll be the antagonist!"Maureen said with a grin.
"You already are in most fics. Some people really hate you,"Mimi stated. Maureen frowned.
"Well people hate you too. All those Mark/Roger fangirls love to make you an evil bitch,"she retorted.
"I guess we've all got a little bit of antagonist in us, huh?"Collins said.
"Yeah. We don't need Benny!"Angel declared.
"Hey, I heard you guys got a story last night,"Joanne said to Angel and Collins.
"Yeah! It was a whole one-shot!"Collins replied sarcastically.
"And it consisted of us kissing and giggling and acting like complete asses!"Angel added, also in mock perkiness.
"And it was rated K+!"Collins cried, unable to keep the annoyance from his voice.
"Wow. You guys really need to make it to the M section,"Roger commented as he pulled his shirt off.
"Seriously. You'd be amazed at what goes on there,"Mark agreed, his shirt already gone. Collins and Angel exchanged longing looks.
"If only kids over the age of 11 wanted to write about us,"Angel sighed.
"It just doesn't seem fair that we have to be all cuddley and cute, while Mark and Roger are off fucking like rabbits in the M section!"Collins whined.
"Aw, don't worry Collins. I'm sure it's not that great,"Angel said comfortingly.
"Are you kidding me? It's amazing!"Roger cried, as he began taking off his pants. Angel frowned.
"You're not helping,"she snapped.
"Could we please move on from this subject?"Joanne asked. "I have nothing to contribute. Not that I'd say much even if I did..."
"Hey Joanne, I've been meaning to ask you...how come sometimes you're young and hot, and other times your like, a beast?"Maureen asked.
"The same reason that sometimes Roger has short hair and other times he has long hair," Collins added.
"It all depends on whether the writer is using the movie version or the play version," Joanne concluded.
"I like the movie Joanne. She's better in bed,"Maureen commented.
"Well I like the play version better,"Collins argued. "She's more real."
"I like to think I'm a good character either way. Not that anyone uses me..."Joanne muttered.
"I like short-haired Roger, he's hotter,"Mark decided, pulling himself away from Roger long enough to speak. Roger stopped, examining his long hair.
"Hey!"he cried.
"But either Roger is hot enough for me!"Mark assured him, pulling Roger back on top of him.
"Would you two get a room or something?"Mimi snarled.
"We would, but this is the only room we have,"Roger pointed out, as Mark's pants were tossed across the room. Mimi sighed, crossing her arms and turning away.
That's when a blood-covered April came trudging over, looking miserable.
"Anyone got a few band-aids for my wrists?"she asked. The group all checked their pockets.
"Nope. Sorry,"Collins replied.
"I've got some heroine!"Mimi remarked, pulling out a small package of white powder from her pocket. April eyed her for a minute.
"That'll do,"she said. And she snatched the drugs, walking off, still gushing blood. Mimi frowned.
"Hey! She just stole my stash!"she realized. "I needed that for the next chapter!"
"It's okay honey, you're better off without it. You always die in drug stories,"Angel pointed out. Mimi nodded.
"Good point,"she agreed.
"I never die!"Maureen announced happily.
"Lucky you,"Angel, Collins and Mimi growled.
"I know!"Maureen replied, with an evil-sounding giggle.
"On second thought, maybe you would make a good antagonist,"Collins grumbled.
"I couldn't, I'm too loved,"Maureen insisted, completely changing her opinion from earlier.
"Oh, I wouldn't count on that. People hate you for dumping Mark,"Joanne reminded her.
"Yeah, and people always make you the one who ruins everything,"Mimi added, with a little too much glee in her tone. Maureen glared at her.
"Well at least I'm not the druggie whore who ruins Mark/Roger stories!"she retorted.
"Oh, screw Mark/Roger stories! All the good stories are the ones where I'm cleaned up and put back with Roger!"Mimi argued.
"Oh really? How many of those are there?"Maureen snapped.
"As many as there are Mark/Maureen's!"Mimi spat back.
"People LOVE Mark/Maureen's!"Maureen gasped. "Everyone knows Mark is head over heels for m--"
"OH GOD, ROGER!"
Mimi grinned smugly as Maureen scowled.
"You're right. Screw Mark/Roger stories,"Maureen grumbled. Suddenly Sweeney Todd came storming over, looking annoyed.
"Excuse me, do you think you could keep your orgasms down over here? Some us are trying to read!"he snapped, waving a book in Collins's face. Collins patted his shoulder.
"We'll do what we can, my man,"he assured him. Sweeney Todd huffed and stormed back over to his corner of the room.
"I don't see why we have to share a room with all these other musicals. I mean, we're good enough to have our own section, why don't we get our own room?"Angel asked.
"Well this is an improvement on the last room. Remember when we used to be in the Musicals/Plays room, with all the other musicals?"Collins recalled.
"Oh yeah! Before RENT got turned into a movie!"Mimi remembered.
"Back when Roger only had short hair, and Joanne was always a beast,"Maureen added.
"I hated it in there. Those Phantom people thought they OWNED the place,"Collins grumbled.
"Oh God, and they were always singing!"Angel groaned. "I swear, if that Phantom did not shut up, I was going to mangle more than just his face!"
"At least they had some hot guys in there,"Mimi commented.
"You mean hot guys who were interested in you,"Angel added with a small grin towards Mark and Roger.
"Yeah. I miss that..."Mimi sighed longingly.
"Jesus is looking pretty good today,"Collins remarked, looking towards the Superstar side of the room. Angel slapped him.
"You can't talk that way about Jesus!"she cried.
"Why? I'm not religious!"Collins pointed out. "Though people always tend to make me."
"Yeah, what's up with that? You're all spiritual all of a sudden,"Maureen snorted. Collins shrugged.
"I guess I just seem very pious, with my Stoli and my marijuana,"he commented.
"Who has marijuana?"Roger asked, appearing beside Collins.
"Hey, you guys are done screwing around already?"Collins asked.
"We decided to save our energy. We think there's going to be some updates in the Mark/Roger department tonight,"Roger replied, wrapping his arm around Mark's waist.
"Oh Lord, help us all..."Mimi muttered. Suddenly a voice came over the loudspeaker.
"ATTENTION ALL FANFIC CHARACTERS: TEN-MINUTE BREAK IS UP! PLEASE LISTEN CAREFULLY FOR THE FOLLOWING LIST OF STORIES AND CHARACTERS NEEDED: SWEENEY TODD. STORY: A LITTLE LANDLORD. SUMMARY: SWEENEY TODD AND MRS. LOVETT DECIDE TO BAKE A LANDLORD INTO ONE OF THEIR PIES. CHARACTERS NEEDED: SWEENEY TODD, MRS. LOVETT AND BENNY. WAIT...WHAT? BENNY? BENNY ISN'T FROM SWEENEY TODD!"The RENT gang had to stifle their laughter as Benny was dragged off into the Sweeney Todd story. The voice came back, sounding annoyed.
"WOULD THE CHARACTERS OF RENT PLEASE KEEP BENNY IN THEIR OWN STORIES AND NOT GIVE HIM AWAY AGAIN!"
"Sorry!"the RENT cast all chimed in unison. The voice kept going, listing all the others stories until the room was empty, save for the RENT characters.
"RENT. NO NEW STORIES. NO UPDATES. SUCKS TO BE YOU."
The RENT crew all sat in silence for a few minutes, trying to process what had just happened.
"Is that possible?"Mimi finally asked.
"Apparently,"Collins commented.
"How can there be NO new RENT stories? People love RENT!"Angel cried.
"There must be an epidemic of writer's block,"Joanne concluded. Suddenly Roger grabbed Mark by the collar, and began dragging him across the room.
"Roger, what are you doing?"Collins called after him.
"Mark!"Roger replied, perfectly contented with this free time.
"You know, I think they've got the right idea,"Angel commented. Collins grinned widely.
"Let's get into the M section tonight, baby!"he cried, pulling Angel under the table. Maureen eyed Joanne.
"Movie-version...good,"she stated, winking and pulling Joanne into her lap.
Mimi sighed, watching everyone around her. That's when she noticed the still blood covered April sitting beside her, trying to get an ACE bandage on her wrist. April looked up at Mimi, and the two stared at each other for about a minute.
"Oh fuck it."And Mimi and April began hooking up.
Which, ladies and gentlemen, is why you should never stop writing RENT-fics.
A/N: Okay, there was my even more messed-up continuation of this strange story. After 'Tomorrow For Them' I needed to write something that would cheer me(and hopefully my readers)up a little, and I also had a few ideas left over from the last one.
All the randomly placed Mark/Roger is officially dedicated to cameragirl, to make up for the lack of Mark/Roger in my last story.
Oh, and just for the record, I do not really think Freddi Walker is a beast. All right, I need to shut up now. Thanks for reading!