A/N: As I said in the Macbeth one, feel free to private message me if you have any ideas on where you want this fanfic to go! I take all suggestions, no matter how random or strange- the stranger the better, I say! Anyway, better just get on with writing this chappie.
Enjy: OK, analysis of the situation.
Charley: Analy-whatty?
Gavvy: Oh, just let 'im get on wiv it. 'E'll shut up quicker.
Dodger: Unfortunately, li'l Gavroche 'ere is correct.
Gavvy: Li'l?
Dodger: Got a problem, Gavs?
Gavvy: DON' CALL ME THAT!
Dodger: 'Onestly. Talk 'bout borin' names. At least I 'ave two!
(Gavvy launches himself towards Dodger and groaning, Eppie and Nancy separate them for the second time in half an hour.)
Enjy: So…
(30 minutes later)
Enjy: Hmmm…
(Another 30 minutes later)
Enjy: Tricky…
Nancy: Aren't you gonna do somethin'?
Enjy: SSHHH! I'm thinking!
(Yet another 30 minutes later)
Enjy: I've realised something!
(The room, which is mainly asleep, suddenly perk up.)
Gavvy: Ooh! Yay!
Dodger: Spit it out!
Fagin: 'Ave you realised where Snoofles is?
Enjy: Ye- No! What? No! No! My great realisation is…. We are trapped.
(For this last remark, he gets a looooooooooooooooot of glares.)
Bill: I think we should have a revote!
Eppie: I don't!
Courfeyrac (who shall be now known as Courffie): Enjy is an amazing leader!
Grantaire (who shall be now known as Grantie): I think that first we should… make him drink loads of gin!
Bill: 'Oo said gin? Where's the gin?
Enjy: No-one. No, I propose that we BUILD A BARRICADE AROUND HIM!
Valjie: (coming out of his twitching) Yes! I agree! And Javert too!
Javert: WHERE ART THOU, 24601?
(Valjie goes back into his original twitching state.)
Eppie: Oh, 'onestly. None of you 'ave any sense at all. Nancy, gimme yer hairpin.
Nancy: Why? WHY MUST I? IT'S MY BABY! YOU WANT TO STEAL MY BABY! DODGER, GET 'ER!
Eppie: (fighting against Dodger) I'm tryin' to get us out of 'ere!
Nancy: Oh. DODGER! 'OW DARE YOU ATTACK MY BEST FRIEN'! WHAT DID SHE EVER DO TO YOU?
Eppie: But you jus'… never mind. (She takes Nancy's hairpin and goes to the lock) Now… lets twiddle it around in the lock a bit….
(A few minutes pass, and the lock clicks.)
Eppie: Bingo! (She hands the hairpin back to Nancy) When did I start saying bingo? (She shrugs.) Anyway. OI, Enjy!
(Enjy comes over, beaming.)
Enjy: You know, Eppie, I could just kiss you.
(Eppie beams at him and closes her eyes. Enjy backs away nervously.)
Enjy: It was a figure of speech!
(Eppie opens her eyes quickly, flushing.)
Enjy: Anyway. Come on!
(They all hurry out, even Valjie, still twitching. Oliver still has his string and Courffie is still building his barricade, but is forced to give up.)
A/N: Let me tell you a very sad story. There is a whole button gang who never are pressed, because the readers of don't want to click them. So, make sure that the button on my story never joins that button gang, and press it! Do it… do it… do it…