Chapter 10 is up! Every 10 chapters we check in with Mr. Judge, to see if we're making any progress. As if! Iceflower, yes, you can ship them...but it might take awhile, for anything incredibly significant to happen. I believe in taking things slow.

A couple days later...

(It's five o' clock in the morning)

Me: (fully dressed, and walks out of my room. Goes into Gustave's room.)

Gustave: (snores)

Me: Aww...he almost makes me feel guilty about what I'm about to do. (Pours a bucket of ice-filled water on his head)

Gustave: GAHH! Purple monkeys! (stares at me, angrily) WHAT THE HECK!

Me: Time to wake up.

Gustave: It's like five o' clock in the morning!

Me: 4:58 actually.

Gustave: Don't you know how to wake someone, like a normal person?!

Me: (pulls out an air-horn) Since when have you known me to be normal?

Gustave: Touche.

Me: Put on something descent, while I go wake up Erik. We're going out.

Gustave: You're going to wake up Da- I mean Erik?

Me: (polishes bullhorn) Yeah.

Gustave: I've gotta see this!

Gustave: Are you sure he's not gonna kill us?

Me: Yeah. I'm the authoress. Nothing can hurt me.

Gustave: What about me?

Me: You're a different story.

Erik: (still sleeping) Christine...burn the fop...annoying son...crazy girlfriend...

Me and Gustave: WE'RE NOT DATING!

Erik: (subconsciously) Whatevverrr...

Me: (kneels close to him) Erik...wakey wakey, eggs and bakey?

Erik: (snore)

Gustave: He actually looks nice when he's sleeping...

Me: (muttering) But not nearly as nice as you do...

Gustave: What?

Me: Nothing!

Erik: (still sleeping) Ha...Ha...Ha

Me: (Blows air-horn in his ears.)

Erik: GAHHHH!

Gustave: Wow...we're actually kinda alike...(shudders)

Erik: WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU! IT'S FIVE O' CLOCK IN THE MORNING!

Gustave: 4:59, op nope it 5:00 now.

Erik: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!

Gustave: Should we dare start or do we want to get to our destination on time?

Me: (Puts car keys in my pocket) Ha, ha, very funny. We're going to see the Judge today.

The boys: WHAT!

Me: Yup. At the end of every month, we go and check in with the Judge to make sure we're making positive progress.

Erik: You really have that much faith in all of us?

Me: (Laughing) Oh 'ell no! But you're still coming. The meetings at 10.

Gustave: Why did you wake us up so early then?

Me: Because we have to go wake up the rest of the musical characters, and get them in the car, some who live in England.

Erik: And you're driving?

Gustave: Aren't you under-aged?

Me: Its my fic. I do what I want.

Erik: I could drive!

Me: You would kill both of us.

Erik: You know me so well.

Me: Let's go wake up everyone else now.

Gustave: What about breakfast?

Me: We'll pick it up on the way.

Four hours later...in 2013...with everyone in the car...

Me: Is everyone here?

Everyone: Yes!

Me: Okay, then, here we go! (stomps on gas pedal)

Joly: How does this car fit all of us?

Me: My fic. I do what I want.

Enjolras: And next time if you want to wake up the barricade boys, don't do it with rabid cats.

Gavroche: Yeah, that ain' cool yo! Don't mess with my hizza' brotha!

Me: I literally didn't understand a single word you said.

Joly: Rabid cats spread so many dies-

Eponine: Don't you know how to wake people up normally?

Gustave: No she doesn't.

Me: You catch on so fast.

Hyde: I also didn't appreciate you throwing firecrackers in my room.

Me: That was Gustave's idea.

Gustave: And you woke up. So it worked.

(Car makes strange noises)

Lucy: What was that?

Courfeyrac: Don't worry, babe. I'll protect you.

Lucy: You could come out of this car, silent, or in an ambulance. Either way is fine with me.

Courf: Fine.

Me: Lucy, its nothing. The car needs gas, that's all.

(Stops at a gas station)

Me: Whatever you do, stay still, and don't talk, don't touch anything, or bring any attention to yourselves.

Jehan: But whhyyyy?

Me: Because having a bunch of old musical characters driving around in your car is not normal, in this day.

Granatire: We can drive?

Me: NO! Especially not you.

Hyde: Awww...

Me: Just do what I say. Gustave, you're in charge. (leaves)

Jean P: Of course she'd pick you.

Gustave: Why?

Marius: Because she likes you.

Hyde: I agree with Fop #2.

Stride, Marius, and Raoul: WE ARE NOT FOPS!

(People outside stare)

Gustave: Really? (Blushes hard)

Emma: And?

Valjean: What?

Emma: Does he like her back?

Gustave: (Turns red)

Jehan: Silence speaks a thousand words.

Raoul: WHAT! MY SON'S IN LOVE WITH THAT DEMONESS?

(Hyde makes inappropriate hand gestures to people at the window.)

Emma: Aren't we not supposed to be talking?

Fantine: Is anyone going to follow that rule?

Me: (climbs into the car) I'm back! (grabs Hyde's hands) No! That gesture is bad in the U.S.

Hyde: I know that. Why else do you think I'm doing it?

Gustave: (looking out the window, completely red)

Me: (touches his cheek, making him even redder.) Are you O.K? (turns) What did you guys do to him?

Hyde: Nothing. We we're just talking to Gustave about you-

Enjolras: (nudges Hyde's ribs.) Euthinizing Granatire.

Granatire: WHAT!

Cosette: Yeah! Granatire has been acting funnier than usual.

Me: So you wanted to put him to sleep... Doesn't he already do that when he's drunk?

Gavroche; Pretty much, yo'!

Javert: So where to, next?

Me: McDonald's, for some breakfast.

Jehan: What's McDonald's?

Me: Fast food. So you drive up to a window, and order food.

Joly: That doesn't sound very sanitary... or good.

Me: Trust me! It's worth it.

Annoying machine I always want to smash: Hi! Welcome to McDonald's. Can I take your order?

Me: Okay, what does everyone want?

(Chaos ensues)

Me: Calm down, one at a time. And no burgers for breakfast, Valjean.

Jekyll, Hyde, Lucy, Emma, Utterson, Carew, Stride and the Board of Governors: Awww...

Ten minutes later...

Me: Okay, I'll have 40 McGriddles, 20 lattes, six Shamrock shakes, three apple juices, and 12 sausage burritos please.

Machine:... Okay, that'll be about 201.34 at the first window...

Me: (hands woman a wad of cash)

Worker: (Shoves like 20 bags into my window)

Me: Thank you!

Worker: Is that the Phantom of the Opera?

Valjean: MY NAME IS JEAN VALJEA-

Erik: DRIVE, DRIVE, DRIVE!

Me: (stomps on the gas pedal, and nearly runs over a crowd of people.)

Emma: You nearly killed that baby!

Hyde: She should have.

Me: (swerves so Hyde's head hits the window)

Hyde: Owww...

Me: (sarcastically) Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't see ya there!

Lucy: I have never loved you more.

At the courthouse... one hour late...

Valjean: This stuff is good!

Me: Have I ever lied to you?

Erik: (opens mouth to answer) We-

Me: Don't answer that, Erik!

Judge: (looks outside) Did you guys crash the car?

Me: Correction. Hyde crashed the car.

Judge: YOU LET HIM DRIVE?!

Me: No. I got out to fix a flat tire, and Hyde crashed us into a tree.

Hyde: Yup.

Judge: Have you made any progress with them at all?

Me: I have no idea how to answer that...

Hyde: I haven't killed anything for the last two months

Judge: Is that supposed to be a good thing...

Gavroche: Ya, bra.

Judge: And you're still as ghetto as ever.

Gavroche: I now know what I want to do in my life.

Judge: (slightly impressed) And what would that be?

Me: ?

Gavroche: I want to be a pop music producer.

Judge: You do?

Me, and Eponine: You do?

Gavroche: I do!

Judge: (looks at Gustave) Was he at the first trial?

Erik: He is my illegitimate son, Gustave.

Judge: Illegitimate?

Me: (gives him my phone, and plays Beneath A Moonless Sky)

Judge: (Yanks out earphones after about 30 seconds) Okay! TMI!

Christine: Yup, that's my Erik for ya! (Punches him in the arm)

Judge:...(At Gustave) Is he supposed to be here?

Erik: His girlfriend (nudges me) dragged him along.

Judge: YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND AND YOU DIDN'T TELL M-

Me: HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND!

Gustave: WHY ARE WE SPEAKING IN CAPITAL LETTERS?

Me: BECAUSE WE CAN!

Judge: Does this kid need therapy?

Me: Ehh...

Carlotta: SHE SHOVED FIRECRACKERS IN MY WIG!

Me: Gustave helped me!

Judge: All of you need therapy...So I think I should introduce some more people here.

(In walks in the Sweeney Todd people)

Me: (Spit-take) GET THAT SOCIO AWAY FROM ME!

Sweeney: (smiles creepily)

Johanna: This is never gonna work.

Hyde: You're a socio too?

Sweeney: Psycho, not socio.

Hyde: I hate it when people don't get it right.

Sweeney: Me too! How many people did you kill?

Hyde: About nine...Then someone had to kill me.

Jekyll: It was the right thing to do.

Sweeney: That's just weird...

Hyde: How many did you kill?

Sweeney: I lost count...20 maybe?

Me: Dad! Are you insane?

Erik: Is that topic up for debate?

Both: NO!

Judge: It should be a new change...but you dealt with this one fine.

Me: (Leaving with everyone else) I better get paid extra, for this.

I have never seen Sweeney Todd, before, so if I get some things wrong don't get mad