Guys and Dolls
Fanfic by: MST
Original Story by: Jo Swerling and Abe Burrows
Based on the Story by: Damon Runyon
Inspired by: My High School's Spring Musical
Disclaimer: We do not own Bionicle, nor shall we ever, unless we go to court and gain the rights. We also don't own Guys and Dolls, it was originally based on Runyon's The Idyll of Miss Sarah Brown.
Characters:
Sister Sarah Brown
Hahli
Sky Masterson
Sky
Miss Adelaide
Macku
Nathan Detroit
Hewkii
"Grandfather" Arvide Aberanthy
Kongu
Big Jule (B. S. Pully)
Kalama
Nicely-Nicely Johnson
Takua
Benny Southstreet
Kopeke
Rusty Charlie
Matoro
Harry the Horse
Onepu the Ussal
Lieutenant Brannigan
Ally
Agatha
Kai
Calvin
Tamaru
Martha
Nokama
General Matilda B. Cartwright
Amaya
Joey Biltmore
Kapura
Scranton Slim
Kokkan
Mimi
Kotu
Brandy Bottle Bates
Jaa
The Greek
Gadjati
Angie the Ox
Boreas
Society Max
Aft
Liver Lips Louie
Piatra
Mindy
Agni
Hot Box Girls
Kailani, Marka, Nireta, Nixie, Okoth, Pelagia, Shasa, Vhisola
Singers:
Macku
(Hot Box Girls)
(Macku and Hot Box Girls)
Hewkii
Note: This takes place in Metru Nui. We are going to add Broadway to the Bionicle world, just so you know. Later characters may be added and we shall repost the entire list, incase you forget who is who. We are also using the script to help us. Names, lyrics, and some words were changed to fit the story. All Matoran wear clothing.
Chapter 5: Love Brings Tears and Sicknesses
Kumo stepped up the stage and quieted the crowd down. Sitting in the crown was Onepu the Ussal and his date; Matoro and his fiance; Kokkan and his wife; Jaa, Gadjati, Boreas, Aft, and Piatra and whomever wanted to go with them.
"And now, for the Grand Finale of our round the world revue— we take you down on the farm with our star Miss. Macku and the Hot Box Farmerettes."
Kailani, Marka, Nireta, Nixie, Okoth, Pelagia, Shasa, and Vhisola all came running onto the stage, squealing with delight. The girls wore blue or pink skirts with straw hats, held on by pink or blue strips of checkered cloth. They all struck a pose for a second then came to the front of the stage and did the can-can. They waved to the crowd.
(Hello)
Nixie skipped of stage and grabbed a flower with four petals. She skipped to front center, the other Ga-Matoran making a semi-circle around her.(He loves me)
(He loves me not)
(He loves me)
(He loves me not)
The girls frowned and handed the flower down the line. When it reached Kailani they all crossed their arms in front of their chest.
(Uh-huh)
Kailani just shrugged and tossed it to the side. They all stuck the same pose: Left toe on the ground and leg bent. Left arm pointing to the left stage. Macku entered, skipping her way to center stage. When Macku began singing, they moved to a new pose: Hands on their knees and bending their legs with the beat of the music.
I love you a bushel and a peck (points to a Matoran in the crowd)
A bushel and a peck
And a hug around the neck (pretends to be hugging someone)
Hug around the neck
And a barrel and a heap (throws arms up in the air)
And I'm talking in my sleep
About you— (points to same Matoran from before)
(About you—) (they follow Macku's lead)
About you—
(My heart is leapin') (puts hands over heartlights)
(Havin' touble sleepin') (puts hands on cheeks and turn heads with music)
'Cause I love you a bushel and a peck
You bet your pretty neck I do—Hewkii entered the Hot Box at that moment. The girls and Macku placed their hands under their chins and right leg bending with the music
(Doodle, oodle, oodle)
(Doodle, oodle, oodle)
(Doodle, oodle, oodle, ooo.)(switched legs)
(Doodle, oodle, oodle)
(Doodle, oodle, oodle)
(Doodle, oodle, oodle, ooo.)
Macku ran off stage to Hewkii. The girls went into the second pose, only this time, their arms were in center stage. When they saw Macku wasn't there they looked about. Nixie spotting her first, dashed over to her, grabbed her wrist and pulled her on stage. Macku adjusted her straw hat, tied on by a pink checkered cloth.
(I love you a bushel and a peck)
(A bushel and a peck, tho' it beats me all to heck) (Macku slapped her thigh)Beats me all to heck
How'll I ever tend the farm,
Ever tend the farms,
When I want to keep my arms
About you— (points the Hewkii)
About you—?) (the girls looked at one another confused)About you—
(The cows and the chicken are going to the dickens) (puts hand on cheeks and turn heads with music)
'Cause I love you a bushel and a peck
You bet your pretty neck I doThey all headed off stage skipping and singing.
(Doodle, oodle, oodle)
(Doodle, oodle, oodle)
(Doodle, oodle, oodle, ooo.)
(Doodle, oodle, oodle)
(Doodle, oodle, oodle)
(Doodle, oodle, oodle, ooo.)
Kailani twirled before going off stage and waved.
"Goodbye! Goodbye now! Goodbye—!" Nixie pulled her off.
The crowd began to fade away. Onepu's date began walking away, arms akimbo. He fell to his knees, pleading with her. She huffed in defeat and nodded. Onupe shot up, grabbed her by the waist, tossed her over his shoulder and left the building.
Hewkii sat down at one of the tables. The waiter brought him some coffee while he waited. The orchestra began to play 'Home, Sweet Home'.
I love you a bushel and a peck—
That lousy Kapura—
Macku entered wearing a robe, carrying a cardboard box that read "Sally's Wedding Shop" and a book. She placed the box on one of the tables. Hewkii rose to greet her. The two lovers gave the other a quick embrace.
"Hello, Hewkii." Macku said.
"Hello, pie face."
"How are you, handsome?"
"Fine. What have you got there?"
"A book."
"A book!" He looked at her amber eyes. "You're always reading books. You're becoming a regular bookie."
"Hewkii darling, this is very interesting. The doctor gave it to me. I went to him about my cold." She sat down in a chair with her book.
"How is your cold?"
"It's the same. So the doctor asked me how long I had had it, and I told him a long time, and I said I thought it was on account of my dancing with hardly any clothes on, which is what I ussualy wear, so he said to read this book, because he said it might be due to psycology."
"You haven't got that, have you?"
"Hewkii, this is the psycology that tells you why girls do certain kinds of things."
"Oh!—Would ityou what kind of doll would go for a certain kind of guy which you wouldn't think she would do so?"
"What do you mean?"
"I'm just for instance. There are certain dolls you can almost bet they wouldn't go for certain guys."
"Hewkii, no matter fow terrible a fellow seems you can never be sure that some girl won't go for him. Take us." She put her arm around his neck. Hewkii nodded.
"Yeah."
"Hewkii darling. Starting with next week, I'm going to get a raise. So with what I'll be making, I wondered what you would think— maybe we could finally get married."
"Well, of course we're going to, sooner or later."
"I know, Hewkii—" She sneezed. "—but I'm starting to worry about Mother."
"Your mother? What about your mother?"
"Well, Hewkii, this is something I never told you before, but my mother, back in Ga-Metru... she thinks we're married already."
"Why would she think a thing like that?"
"I couldn't be engaged for fourteen years, could I? Matoran don't do that in Ga-Metru. They all get married."
"Then why is it such a small district?"
"Anyway— I wrote her I was married."
"You did, huh?"
"Uh, huh. Then, after about two years—" She halted her sentence, wincing.
"What after about two years?"
"We had a baby." she answered in a small voice. He folded his arms.
"You told your mother we had a baby."
"I had to, Hewkii. Mother wouldn't have understood if we hadn't."
"What type of baby was it?" Hewkii sighed.
"It was a boy. I named him after you, Hewkii."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"And— uh— where is Hewkii, Jr., supposed to be now?"
"He's in boarding school." Hewkii nodded. "I wrote Mother he won the Akilini game last Saturday."
"I wish I had a bet on it."
"But Hewkii—" She turned to him. "— that's not all, Hewkii."
"Don't tell me he has a little sister."
"All those years, Hewkii. Mother believes in big families."
"Just give me the grand total." Macku held out her hand.
"Five."
"Your mother must be a glutton for punishment." he said under his breath.
"Anyway, Hewkii, now we're finally getting married, and it won't be a lie any more."
"Macku, how could you do such a thing! To a nice old broad like your mother?"
"But Hewkii, you don't even know my mother!"
"But I'll be meeting her soon, and what'll I tell her? What'll I tell her I did with the five kids? Traded them to the Phillies or something. What are we going to do?"
"We could get married."
"But marriage ain't something you jump into like it was a kettle of fish. We ain't ready."
"I'm ready, Hewkii." She picked up the box on the table. "What do you think I got in this box?" She shoved it under his nose. "Hewkii! What do you think I got in this box?" He read the cover.
"I can't guess."
"It's a wedding veil. I've had it for three years. I won't show it to you, because it's bad luck— Would you like to see it?"
"It's bad luck." Hewkii looked at her as if she was crazy.
"So you see, Hewkii darling, I got the veil." She set the box down on the table. "All we need now is our license and our blood test."
"Our what?"
"Blood test. It's a law."
"What a city! First they close my crap game, then they open my veins."
"Hewkii, you're not planning to run your crap game again?"
"Macku, how can you think such a thing! Why do you think I give up the crap game. It's because I love you, and I want us to be the happiest married couple that there is in the world—"
"Anybody see an earing?" Macku and Hewkii looked at Kotu who just entered. She was wearing a short robe, half dressed. The Ga-Matoran had one large earing in and the other missing.
"I don't think so." Macku said, giving a perfunctory look. Kotu spotted Hewkii and frowned.
"You!" She pointed to him, Hewkii looked at her cofused and offened. "I'm all dated up tomorrow with Aft and he breaks on account of your dopey crap game. Honest, Macku, I pity you—" She saw something bight orange laying on the gound. "Oh, here it is." She picked it up and put it in her ear, leaving the two alone. Hewkii angry and Macku furious about the crap game.
Hewkii turned to his fiancé and fell to his knees.
"Macku, look at me. I'm down on my knees." He took her hand in his. Macku snatched her hand away, turning from him.
"Oh, get up. I reminds me of your crap game." She sneezed. He got up and did his best to comfort her, but she tugged away from him every time.
"Look, you're gtting yourself upset— you and I are going to be alright— after all, we love each other, and we're going to get married—"
"I don't believe you anymore."
"But it's true. You'll feel better tomorrow; come on, cheer up, honey—" He chucked her under her chin. "Let's see that old smile—" No response. "That's my girl. See you tomorrow." She sneezed and he walked off, whistling 'Bushel and a Peck.'
Macku sat down in a chair behind her and opened her book, reading outloud.
"It says here—"The avereage unmarried female, basically insecure
Due to some long frustration, may react
With psychosomatic symptoms,
Difficult to endure
Afeecting the upper respiratory tract. (She looked up from the book.)
In other words, just from waiting around
For that plain little band of gold
A Matoran— can develop a cold
You can spray her wherever
You figure the streptococci lurk
You can give her a shot for whatever she's got
But it just won't work
If she's tired of getting the fish-eye
From the hotel clerk
A Matoran— can develop a cold (She looked back down at her book.)
"It says here:—"
The female remaining single, just in a legal sense
Shows a neurotic tendency;— See note—"—Note:—"Chronic, organic syndroms, toxic or hypertense
Involving the eye, the ear, and the nose, and throat
She stood up and set the book down.
In other words just from worrying
Whether the wedding in on or off
A Matoran— can develop a cough. (She coughed.)
You can feed her all day
With the vitamin A and the Bromo Fizz
But the medicine never gets anywhere near
Where the trouble is
If she's getting a kind of name for herself
And the name ain't his! (She pointed to the door in which Hewkii left out of. Her voice of sweet meditation.)
A Matoran— can develop La Grippe
When they get on the train for Ta-Metru
And she can hear church bells chime (She put a cupped hand to her ear as if hearing bells tolling. She suddenly got angry.)
Then they get off at Ga-Metru
For the fourteenth time
A Matoran— can develop La Grippe
Hm! La Grippe
La post nasal drip—
With the whezzes, and the sneezes,
And a sinus that's really a pip (She picked up a chair and slammed it down a few steps from the table it was at.)
From the lack of community property (She put her left foot on the chair)
And a feeling she's getting too old (Her right leg went on the chair)
A Matoran— can develop a big, bad cold!
Macku sneezed loudly and sat down in the chair, crying.
This really make you feel for her doesn't it? Hewkii's a big, ugly jerk! Will plots form? What the heck is going on here? Are we mean or what? I don't, you tell me! Sarah's eating food. She always eats while she writes. How does she stay so thin? Find out everything in the next chapter!
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kibasgirlx: It was short due to some, um, technical difficulties, that and my totaly cool new lap top! Whoo! I love wireless connections! And pie, pie's really good.