Sooo...everyone ready to rescue Daphne and Micky from Shelia and Davy from himself? ;)
Mike: (Grumbles about egotistical Englishmen)
Lauren: Definitely!
Peter: (Sighs) Michael! (Smiles) I'm ready! :)
Valerie: Me too!
(Everyone else cheers or burps, depending on how lucid they are. ;) )
*We begin in Jane Turner's dressing room. Daphne is now dressed in a frilly pink colonial-style gown. Shelia is getting her "prepared."* ;)
Shelia: *smirks, brushing Daphne’s long, black hair* You're going to do just fine. ;) >:)
(Daphne's eyes are totally blank. She stares at the mirror and nods.)
Shelia: It's so nice to not have an argument for a change. (Chuckles and puts down the brush) Now, my dear, let's head out and get you with the rest of the chorus. Remember, do the dance steps exactly as I showed you. >:)
(Daphne nods again as Mrs. Badderly enters. She wears an elaborate pastel gown, complete with feather boa.)
Mrs. Badderly: They're going to be starting the overture in twenty minutes! (Nods at Daphne) How's she doing?
Shelia: She's doing very well. *evil grin* ;)
Mrs. Badderly: (Frowns at Daphne's clouded eyes) Is she all right? She looks as if she's been drugged.
Shelia: *looks at Daphne; shakes her head* No, she's fine. She had a bit of a headache and took something for it, that’s all. ;)
(Daphne nods vaguely again.)
Mrs. Badderly: I'll take her to the stage. Jane Turner told me she hopes to get Jones in here to help him with his lines before the show, or so she says. :p
Shelia: Hm. We'll see. ;)
Mrs. Badderly: Come along, dear. (Takes Daphne's hand, patting it maternally, as she leads her out to the stage.)
*Shelia takes up a seat in the dressing room, a slight grin on her face.* >:)
(Jane Turner enters in her frilly Colonial gown from the first act. She swings her parasol, whistling the song she sings in that scene, her face pink and happy.)
Jane: (Sighs) David is coming in to discuss our first scene together in a few minutes. (Settles on the chair in front of the mirror) Isn't he the most gorgeous little creature? (Giggles) He has such a sexy accent! :X
Shelia: Hm. I suppose so. :P (Sighs) I take it you're rather looking forward to the performance tonight.
Jane: (Beams) I think I am, too. (Grins) I'm going to ask Jones to accompany me to the big post-show party at the Marina Lights Club in Hollywood. :X
Shelia: You don't say.
Jane: (Turns from Shelia, riffling through the sheet music on top of a file cabinet) Now, where's my script for the first scene...
*Shelia smirks. She sends off a black light that surrounds Jane. At first glimpse, it seems there's nothing different about Jane. Until she turns back around...*
Jane: (Searching through the music) You wouldn't have seen my music, would you? I want to find it so I can get...(giggles again)...close to him. (Frowns at the light) What's that? Wha...
*Shelia smirks at the newly appeared warts on Jane's face.*
Jane: (Screams at the top of her lungs) Oh, my GOD! What happened? Where did they come from? Quick, give me the concealer! I can't go onstage like this! (Almost sobs) I can’t let David see me! :((
Shelia: *hands over the concealer* Don't worry, I'll head him off. ;) >:)
Jane: Please do! Tell him I changed my mind and I'll see him onstage. (Starts smearing the concealer around her face)
Shelia: *evil grin* Will do. *grin widens as she heads out the door into the hall*
(Davy comes up the hallway, whistling. He now wears Captain Powers' pirate costume from the opening number. He makes a face at Shelia.)
Davy: Look, I'm not in the mood for bein' muddled or seduced by the Devil tonight. I've got to talk to Miss Turnah about our first duet together. So, if you'll just... (tries to make his way around her)
Shelia: Jane changed her mind. She told me to let you know she'll see you onstage. *rests a hand against the wall to block him* ;)
Davy: That's odd. Is she ok? She seemed rathah eagah to work on it ten minutes ago. (Tries to get under Shelia)
Shelia: *leans in closer to the wall* I just spoke to her, my dear Lord of the Manor. *smirks* Why don’t I help you with the lines instead? ;)
Davy: You ain't in the production, Devil Woman. You're just a bloody nuicence. I KNOW you 'ad somethin' to do wit' that "accident." You and Fern's bitch of a mothah! You've both been skulikin' around 'ere for days. You're up to somethin'.
Shelia: So what if I'm not in the production? Doesn't mean I can't give you a hand with rehearsing. *pauses* Maybe we have more to do with the show than you know. ;) >:)
Davy: (Narrows his eyes) Why did you take out poor Darren? 'E didn't do you no 'arm!
Shelia: True, he didn't do me any harm, but I thought someone ELSE was more suitable for the role. ;)
Davy: (Eyes widen) You put a man in the 'ospital, just so I'd get 'is role? But, why?
Shelia: I thought you wanted to be a star. Was I wrong? ;)
Davy: Well, yes, I do, but not by 'urtin' people!
Shelia: *shrugs* Darren will be fine. You can't tell me that part of you isn't glad that you got the role.
Davy: (Gulps) I AM happy to be playin' the role. It's a lot of fun. It's just...it's not faih 'ow I GOT the role. :p
Shelia: You had nothing to do with it. ;)
Davy: No, but you did. (Frowns) Is Jane ok? You don't 'ave anything nasty planned for 'er or anyone else, do you? (Tries to get around Shelia again as voices are heard in the hall)
Shelia: Jane is just fine. *removes her hand from the wall and puts it on his shoulder* Now, why would you think she isn't? ;)
Davy: You'd let me in if she was. :p (Throws her hand off his shoulder) I didn't give you permission to put that there.
Shelia: *frowns* I don't need permission. *presses her fingers to his temples and begins to rub*
Davy: (Eyes widen) Shelia, wot in the bloody 'ELL are you doin'? :o
Shelia: Just making you a little easier to deal with.
Lauren: *after she and her group round the corner, into the hall* There! X-(
Winnie: (Frowns; holds Little Mick closer to her) Hey, who's she?
Kimberly: That's the crazy Satan chick!
Audrey: What's she doin' to Dave?
Davy: Lauren, girls, 'elp!
Lauren: *growls* Who cares? Just stop her! X-(
Joe: Oh, man...
Shelia: *tries to hold onto Davy* Why me? :P
(Lauren, Joe, Cory, and Kimberly all launch themselves at Shelia at once. Audrey yanks her hands away from Davy and pulls him out of the way as three figures jump onto the tall woman and the fourth kicks her in the rear.)
Audrey: You ok, little boy?
Davy: (Makes a face at the "little boy," but sighs) I am now. Thanks.
Shelia: Get away from me!!! X-(
Jenny: (Holds Shelly) What was she doing to him?
Lauren: She was trying to confuse him, otherwise known as muddling. *makes a face* :P
Joe: (As he and Cory drag Shelia to her feet) Man, this chick is STRONG!
Winnie: (Turns to the pair holding the children) Hey, kids, what should we do with this lady? ;)
Little Mick: *scrunches up his face* Make 'er walk plank! :D ;)
Shelly: Yeah! :D
Jenny: That's a good girl. ;)
Winnie: Smart kids. ;)
Joe: Hey, anybody got a plank? ;)
Cory: Maybe we could make her walk off the top of the theater. ;)
Lauren: That would work nicely. ;)
Jenny: Nahh, I don't think the LAPD are in the mood to scrape her off the sidewalk. ;)
Lauren: *snaps her fingers* Oh, darn. :P
Bobby: We could give her to Chris and let HIM handle her. ;)
Jenny: Or give her to NYLES and let her handle HIM. ;)
Lauren: An even better idea. ;)
*Shelia makes a face, her eyes widening.* :P
Lauren: Now that, I wouldn't mind seeing. ;)
Kimberly: Heck, she might be able to sober him up. ;)
Shelia: Too bad I won't give you the chance to find out. *black light begins to surround her*
Joe: What the...
Bobby: What's she doin'?
Lauren: *groans* Not again! :P X-(
Jenny: Stop her!
*Shelia disappears and the black lights fades.* >:)
Lauren: She was disappearing. :P
Cory: Oh, darn! :p
Kimberly: She did this at Val and Pete's wedding! :p
Winnie: Well, where did she go?
Lauren: And every time we think we've got her. *sighs* Who knows where she goes. Probably where ever her current hide out is. :P
Joe: Well, that gets rid of her! ;)
Davy: Yeah, but I think Daph's still in trouble.
Kimberly: No shi...(looks at the kids)...kidding, Sherlock. :p X(
Lauren: *slight smirk* Thank you. ;)
Cory: How do you know that, Dave?
Davy: I...felt it. I tried to call you guys last night, but there was no one home.
Kimberly: We were all out lookin' for Daph!
Jenny: We're really worried about her. :(
Lauren: Yeah. She was been snooping around the tea room. Shelia caught her. :P
Davy: Oh, god!
Kimberly: (Eyes widen) You mean, that b...(sighs)...witch has OUR roommate?
Jenny: (Wails) Why? :o :(
Lauren: *sighs* She was trying to find Micky, and Shelia REALLY doesn't like Daph. Long story. :P
Joe: We've gotta do something!
Davy: And I've gotta get onstage. The show is startin' in ten minutes!
(Fern emerges at this point, still wearing her pirate costume)
Fern: What's going on? No one's supposed to be back here unless they're in the show! :p
Davy: Fern, these are me friends. (Sighs) We really need your 'elp.
Fern: With what? What's going on?
Davy: 'Ave you seen Shelia?
Fern: I try to see her as little as possible. That woman gives me the creeps, and I don't like all the time she's spending with Mother. :p
Davy: I wondah... (scratches his chin)
Fern: Davy, they can't stay back here. They can watch the show in the audience.
Davy: (grins) Fern, they ain't gonna WATCH the show. ;)
Lauren: *grins* You don't mean... ;)
Davy: (Nods) They're gonna be IN the show. ;) :D
Fern: (Eyes widen) WHAT? Davy, are you out of your mind?
Davy: Luv, we've got to find Shelia.
Lauren: *shrugs* It isn't like anyone's gonna know the difference if there's a few extra cast members. ;)
Fern: Yeah, but what about those two? (Points at the twins)
Davy: Somebody could stay behind the scenes with them.
Lauren: I wouldn't mind. Besides, we've still got to find Micky.
(That's when a group of shadows are seen crawling along the walls, sticking to them like glue and trying to look vaguely spy-like.)
Joe: Yeah, and someone's gotta wake up Nyles, too. He'll wanna be in on this.
Jenny: (Looks up) Hey, what's that?
Lauren: What's what?
(Someone finally splits from the group on the wall. Emma hurries over to Lauren.)
Emma: Lauren, I think we've found Micky.
Lauren: Where?!
Mike: He's onstage, on some pirate's shoulder.
Davy: Wot?
Lauren: *rolls her eyes* Oh, that figures. :P
Maxine: We came in through the roof and snuck downstairs.
Chris: I STILL think paper towels could have gotten us through that trap door easier!
Marcus: Some rope! We were better off lowering each OTHER down! :p
Peter: (Grins) I can't wait to see the show! It looks like it'll be so much fun! :D
Davy: (Grins) Forget SEEING the show.
Peter: Awwww! :(
Davy: You're all gonna be IN the show. ;)
Mike: Dave, you're kiddin'.
Chris: Cool! (Sighs) All those hot chicks in the chorus line... ;) :X
John: How are we gonna get away with bein' in the show?
Jenny: Just find some costumes. ;)
Marcus: WHY are we gonna get away with bein' in the show?
Davy: We think Shelia's got Daph out there somewhere, and probably Micky, too.
Emma: Micky's definately out there.
Lauren: *makes a face* Just look for the parrot. :P
Davy: Parrot?
Lillian: (Cuddles Little Mick) Someone's gotta watch over the little rascals here, too.
Lauren: I'll keep the twins backstage. Someone get Micky the parrot and bring him to me to change back. ;)
Emma: We'll get him, Lauren, don't worry.
Joe: Someone's gotta go out and get Nyles, too.
John: (Nods at the door) Wanna sneak out and wake up Sleepin' Ugly?
Marcus: (Shrugs) Yeah, sure. If he pukes on my jacket, though, you're cleaning it. :p (He and John head towards the back door.)
Tilly: (Gulps) How would we get away with being onstage? We don't know any of the songs or dances or lines or anything! :o
Davy: Just follow along.
Fern: Why did Shelia grab Micky, anyway?
Lauren: To get to Dave. :P X-(
Mike: And ultimately all of us. :p X(
Bobby: That's great, but...why? What's her interest in you guys?
Lauren: Long story.
Mike: Bobby, let's just say she's a nasty bi...broad, and leave it at that.
Davy: I'm gonna 'ave to get you guys costumes.
Fern: I still don't think we'll be able to get away with this.
(A shadow falls on the group as they discuss the course of action to take.)
Mrs. Badderly: (Frowns as she comes up on the group) Fern, come along. You don't need to be spending time with THIS crowd. (Nods at the door) Mr. Jones, why aren't you rehearsing with Miss Turner?
Davy: (Makes a face) Miss Saunders told me Miss Turner was...in dispose. :p
Mrs. Badderly: What ARE all of you doing back here, anyway?
Mike: Would you believe we got lost lookin' for the audience?
Mrs. Badderly: Not at all. I'm no fool. You're all snooping around back here, looking for your friends. (She grabs Fern's arm) Well, I'm going to put a stop to that! I'll find Shelia and...
Mike: (Lets out a growl) Guys, jump her!
Bobby: (Makes a face) Do we have to?
Lauren: Yes! :P
(Davy, Bobby, Mike, and Emma grab Mrs. Badderly.)
Mrs. Badderly: What on EARTH...
Mike: (Takes a scarf from around his neck and gags her with it) Get her into that closet, quick!
(Peter opens the closet as the four pull the woman over to a utility closet in the hall. They shove her in. Maxine grabs a chair and wedges it in front of the door.)
Fern: Why did you do that to Mother? (She goes to let her out, but Davy and Lauren stop her.)
Mike: No way, little girl.
Fern: But that's my MOTHER!
Lauren: But your mom's been helping Shelia, knowingly or not. They both mean business, and it's all bad. :P
Fern: Why would mother help HER? :p
Davy: (Quietly) You.
Fern: ME? I know Mother's always wanted what's best for my career...
Davy: And she's gone too fah again.
Fern: But Mother...
Mike: Was so desperate to make you a star, she hooked up with a criminal. :p
Fern: Shelia's a CRIMINAL?
Lauren: *mutters* Better believe it.
Davy: (Sighs) Look, Fern, Shelia kidnapped two people who mean a lot to us. We need your help. You're the only person besides me who knows the show.
:P X-(
Fern: You won't hurt Mother?
Davy: (Shakes his head) No.
Peter: We're not like Shelia! We don't hurt people! :p
Fern: Well, if it means so much to you... (slowly looks around the group, including the hopeful twins; sighs) ...I'll help. I'll do whatever I can to make this right.
Davy: (Lets out a breath) Thanks, Fern. I knew you were a good woman. :)
Jane: (Emerges quickly from her dressing room) What are you children DOING? The show is beginning in less than ten minutes! (She hurries past them, her face hidden under a wide-brimmed hat)
Davy: I wondah wot's wrong wit' HER? :p
Fern: Everything...and nothing, if I know Jane. :p
Lauren: What’s with the hat?
Peter: Maybe she's trying to make a fashion statement. :)
Joe: Or knock everybody else offstage. ;)
(John and Marcus emerge with Nyles between them.)
John: We got him. Don't know how useful he'll be, but he’s here. ;)
Kimberly: Well, if we need a human lump... ;)
Marcus: (Nudges Nyles) Hey, Ny, you all there?
Nyles: Huh? (:| :-/
Marcus: You all there, dude?
Nyles: All where?
John: Close enough. We need you for the show, man.
Nyles: Show? Groovy. *grins...sort of*
Davy: (Puts his hand on Nyles' chest - he can't reach his shoulder ;) ) Nyles, let's put it this way. 'Ave you evah wanted to be a pirate? ;)
*We fade out and onto the darkened theater. The audience is quiet. The curtain begins to rise and the audience applauds...*
(The curtain rises on the ship...but this time, there's a few more pirates, including several that are distinctly feminine. It's obvious that some of these "pirates" are a bit tipsy, as they turn the opening chorus number into a rousing version of "(Look Out) Here Comes Tomorrow." ;) )
*Lauren watches from the side of the stage. The twins are running around behind her, waving small wooden swords and giggling.* ;)
Davy: (He comes out to general applause as the number winds down, with many of the pirates trying to dance with each other and one very big, blond pirate quaffing tankards of what looks like beer) Now, men, that's enough. I've told you to stop 'ittin' the reserved liquor! ;) :p
*Nyles lets out a belch and grins, a now empty tankard in front of him.* :D
John: Nice one, Nyles! ;)
Pirate 1: 'E coulda taken out Kings' Town wit' no problem, 'e could! :o
(Applause onstage for Nyles' belch. ;) )
Nyles: Thank you! *holds up the tankard* More ale!
Davy: We ain't got anymore! Remembah the tax the Govenah put on it?
Nyles: Tax is bad! :P
(There's lots of "Boo" and "Hiss!" and "Asshole!" and "Down with the Govenor!")
*Lauren rolls her eyes, but chuckles.* ;)
Davy: Now, where's me parrot? (The parrot flutters out to him. Mike's eyes widen; Emma gasps. Peter hurries up to Davy.)
*Lauren's eyes widen.* :-O
Peter: (Very bad British accent) Um, Captain, I 'ate to be the bearer of bad news, but your parrot...
Davy: Yes, sir?
Peter: Your parrot ain't what he looks like!
*The parrot tilts its head.*
Davy: (Eyes widen; whispers into the parrot's ear) You're Micky, ain't ya?
*The parrot just gives him a look...coming from a pair of obvious brown eyes.* :)
Davy: (Whispers) I'm gonna try to get you to Lauren in the next scene, ok?
*The parrot nods and flaps its wings a bit.*
Davy: (Turns to the assembled group) Now, men (glares from Fern, Emma, Valerie, the Abbies, and the Angellettes ;) ) and women, if we're lucky, we'll catch the "Europa" and 'er precious treasure before she arrives in King's Town.
Joe: (Eyes light up) Precious treasure?
Danny: Hey, this might not be so bad! :D
Kimberly: I'm all for treasure. ;)
Nyles: More ale?! :D
Davy: Even bettah than that. ;)
Mike: (Grins) A contract for Columbia Records and a spot on "Laugh-In?" ;)
(The audience laughs; Davy rolls his eyes)
*The parrots flaps its wings again.* :P
Davy: Gold, people! Fine jewels! Silks from the orient! And (winks) jewels of a different kind, the kind with amber (coughs) sapphire eyes and bla...(shakes his head)..golden hair!
Emma: (British accent) Sounds like our captain doesn't know which jewels he wishes to purloin. ;)
Lauren: *mutters to herself* Oh, yes, he does. ;)
Pirate 2: (Attempted Cockney accent; he's leaning against the railing, peering out of a telescope) Cap'in, the Europa is dead in our sights, sih!
Davy: Ok, men (Fern glares at him) and women, man (another glare; chuckles from the audience) and women your stations! We're going to capture this ship and her fine bounty!
Joe: (Grins) Ok, guys, let's get us some booty! ;) :D
Cory: (Nudges him) BOUNTY, man, BOUNTY. :p
Nyles: Booty! :D ;)
(Mike groans. :p )
Fern: Wot's got you so 'ot and bothahed ovah this old 'ulk, anyway?
Tilly: I don't know, but I'll bet the government is involved! Do you know that they...
Pirates: (In unison) TILLY! :p
Tilly: What? :p
French Pirate: Oui! It is not out of zee ordinary.
Davy: Remembah those jewels I mentioned earlier? We're gonna capture them and hold them for a king's ransom.
Chris: Wouldn't it be easier to ransom the chicks and let the King do whatever it is kings do?
(Audience chuckles and groans; Davy rolls his eyes.)
Davy: The money we get for the safe return of these rare creatures will provide us with enough money to not only live comfortably for the rest of our lives, but allow the poor wretches who reside in the terrible huts in the islands the money and wherewithal to rebel against the Govenor's taxes!
John: Damn, so many words comin' outta such a little mouth!
Mike: You should hear him when he REALLY gets goin'. :p'
Nyles: Down with taxes! :D
Tilly: Down with the government! :p
Kimberly: Well, what are we waiting for? Let's kick that ship's ass back to Jamaica! :D
(This launches us into another number, "The Girl I Left Behind Me." The pirates pretend to start pulling ropes, manning - and womaning - guns, and doing general on-deck things. Peter pulls out his mandolin and plays for the crew while Valerie swoons. ;) )
(Davy pulls off the stage with the others as the ship set becomes the set for the "Europa." He, Emma, Mike, Peter, and Valerie hurry over to Lauren; the others mingle with the cast and crew.)
Davy: (Hands the parrot over to Lauren) I've got 'im, Laur! 'Ere 'e is! :D
Mike: We found Daddy, kids. ;)
(Emma elbows him. :p )
Lauren: *as the parrot flaps its wings* I don't believe this. :P
*The twins stare up at the bird & make faces.*
Lauren: My thoughts exactly. :P
Davy: I don't think 'e makes much of a parrot, either. ;)
Lauren: Sorry, Mick. You may do a great parrot imitation, but that's the closest to a bird you should ever get. :P
Mike: Let's turn him back, before someone sees him.
Davy: I want to ask 'im where Daph is, anyway. I'll be 'e knows.
Lauren: Already working on it. *closes her eyes and concentrates*
*A blue light surrounds the parrot. As the light clears, a thud and an "Ow!" are heard.* ;)
Micky: Babe, couldn't you have set me DOWN first? *rubs his rear* :P
Lauren: *shrugs* Sorry. ;)
(Chuckles from all around. ;) :)) )
Mike: You ok, Mick?
Valerie: Other than your rear. ;)
Micky: *scratches his head* Fine, except for my sore rear and I'm craving crackers. :P
Davy: Micky, 'ave you seen Daph? I know she's in trouble. I felt...(gulps and puts his hand over his heart) I felt someone read 'er soul. (Puts a hand on his throat) She was muted, too. That was yestahday, and no one's seen or 'eard from 'er since. She nevah came 'ome from work. :p
Micky: *gets up* I last saw her in the prop room, but that was earlier. They brought me out to the stage and she was still there. :P
Davy: Wot did Shelia do to her? I know she don't like 'er much. Daph's...(hand on the heart again)...'elpless. Demure. Frightened. That's not like 'er. :o :(
Mike: (Narrows his eyes) I know what she did. X(
Emma: Honey? (Takes his arm gently)
Micky: Shelia did what she usually does. :P
Mike: She did it to me when she caught us in the Montgomery House, Em. She's stripped Daph of her defenses and made her a zombie, so she can't fight back.
Valerie: She's probably under Shelia's control now.
Davy: (Eyes blaze) Not if I 'ave anythin' to do wit' it! X(
Lauren: We'll find her, Dave.
Micky: She's supposed to be in the chorus.
Jerry (French pirate): (Pokes Davy) Hey, (cheeky grin) Captain, we're on. We've gotta ravish Lady Abigail. ;)
Peter: (Frowns) Isn't this a chorus number?
Davy: Sort of. More like chorus choreography.
Kimberly: (Swishes her sword) We get to be Errol Flynn! Cool! :D
(She and Jenny start dueling. ;) )
*The twins start copying the dueling.* ;)
Micky: *grins* Looks like we've got a couple of little pirates on our hands. ;)
Lauren: *rolls her eyes* Nawwww! ;)
Micky: What? :P
Mike: Shame we can't bring them in with us. They'd get trampled by the mob, and we can't explain how two toddlers ended up in the show. ;)
Emma: (Frowns) Micky, there's something else. Have you heard anything about some...plot...Mrs. Badderly and Shelia have against Jane Turner?
Davy: (Nods) Yeah, man, this could be important!
Micky: *eyes widen* Oh, man! I almost forgot! There's a trap door in the stage that they were gonna have her danced over to. They figured the crowd would find it funny, but her landing wouldn't be all that great. :P
Mike: (Growls) Like mine was when Davy put me through the trap door in the Royale.
Davy: (Eyes widen) No, worse! There's solid concrete undah the stage! She could break 'er bloody neck!
Micky: We've gotta get some sort of cushion down there!
Pirate 2: (Calling) Hey, guys, we're on!
Davy: (Nods to the stage) Come on! Someone stay wit' the kids! The rest of us will (mutters) I cahn't believe I'm sayin' this (out loud) save Jane Turnah!
Lauren: I'll stay again. :)
Micky: *grins* And I'll get a costume! *runs off towards the back and returns moments later in the exact same outfit he wore in "Hitting the High Seas"* Whadaya think? ;)
Lauren: *smirks* Nice, Mick. ;)
Davy: Very familiah. ;)
Micky: What do you expect on short notice? ;)
Peter: (He's also wearing his costume from "High Seas") Yeah. ;)
Jenny: (As other pirates rush onstage around her, she peeks behind the curtain and pulls back in, gasping) Guys, Daph's there! She's onstage!
Davy: (Hands on the heart; nods) Right. (Grabs his sword) Come on, mates. Let's go save me faih maiden from the treacherous Devil Woman! (Grabs his sword a little too hard and slices his belt. His pants fall down. ;) )
*Micky laughs loudly.* ;) :))
Davy: (As the others snicker) Ooops. (To the camera) Um, just a moment, folks...(he gestures to the others) You guys get onstage, before you miss your entrance! I'll be there in a minute!
Mike: (Grins) Come on, men (glares) and women. ;) 8-|
Micky: All right! *whoops* :D
(The "pirates" all rush onstage, this time to the tune of "She Hangs Out.")
(Daphne pulls out of the female chorus. She goes to Jane, dancing with her. Jane finally raises her head...revealing the heavy makeup she now wears.)
Jane: Wha...what is it? Who are you?
(Daphne continues to dance.)
Jenny: (Gasps and pushes her "sword" into a pirate) Daphne! Daph, what are you doing?
Kimberly: She looks like she's been drugged!
Micky: Stop her!
(Daphne ignores their cries. She pulls Jane to a spot near the edge of the "boat.")
Davy: Daphne, luv! No!
Micky: *mutters* Oh, crap... *closes his eyes and concentrates hard*
(Daphne leads Jane to a spot just as the song reaches its climax. There's a muted black light, and Jane falls through the floor.)
Davy: Oh, my god! (Goes to where she vanished as the music ends) Miss Tur...Lady Abigail! Lady Abigail!
(Daphne joins the three women huddling in the corner.)
*Micky goes over to Davy.*
Davy: (Whispers; to Micky) Do you know...is Jane...
Micky: She should be okay. *grins* Oughtta see what it looks like down there. (Smirks) Ever wanted to see about a hundred or so wall to wall mattresses? ;)
Davy: We're gonna 'ave to. I need 'er for our next numbah.
Micky: Let's go check it out. I wanna see my handywork. ;)
Davy: The next numbah is the Govenor's. We'll leave them and go check it out quickly. ;)
*Micky and Davy leave the set, headed for the room below the stage. Micky pushes a door open. They're greeted by three foot high stacks of mattresses wall to wall.*
Micky: *whistles* Damn... :D
Davy: Nice work, Mick! ;)
Micky: Not bad for not really knowing what I was doing. ;)
Jane: (Looks around, bewildered) How in the world did this happen? (Frowns at the boys) What are you two doing down here?
Micky: What? No "thank you?" :P
Jane: (Eyes widen) You did this, young man? (Stands as well as she can on three-foot-high matresses) I thank you, then.
Davy: 'E saved you from a nasty fall, 'e did!
Micky: *buffs his fingernails on his chest* No sweat. :) ;)
Jane: (Nods) I shall have to speak to the management about latching those trap doors more tightly. I KNEW they were loose! :p
Davy: (Frowns) Should we tell 'er?
Jane: Tell me what?
Micky: Nice, Dave. *rolls his eyes* :P
Davy: This is for your own safety, Miss Turnah. Shelia Saunders is aftah you.
Jane: Why would she be after me? (Smiles briefly) And who is your very speedy friend? ;)
Davy: (Nods at Micky) This is...a new membah of the pirate chorus, Micky Dolenz. (Returns to Jane) Shelia wants you out of the show.
Jane: That's silly. She's got no reason to want me out. (Frowns) Now, we'd all better get upstairs, before we miss our entrances. I've got to tell poor Gary I'm all right and find out why half the chorus keeps singing numbers that aren't even in this show, or any show, as far as I know.
Davy: Don't you want someone to 'elp you down, Miss Turnah?
Micky: Unless you really WANNA wade through some one hundred mattresses. ;)
Jane: I can get upstairs by myself (makes a face as she tries to walk through the mattresses in her long gown) but if someone could remove the mattresses, now that I'm safe...
Micky: Think I oughtta?
Davy: (Jane trips and lands face-first into the mattresses; whispers) Yeah, she ain't lookin'. Do it now.
Micky: Gotcha. *closes his eyes and concentrates hard again; all of the mattresses except the one that Jane is laying face-down on have disappeared; opens his eyes* Not bad. Didn't even tire myself out. :)
Davy: You're gettin' bettah at it. :)
Micky: Thanks. It's all up here. *taps the side of his head* ;)
(Davy chuckles as Jane gets to her feet.)
Micky: What?
Jane: Where did they all...(sighs)...never mind. I don't want to know. (Nods at the door) You boys go on ahead. You don't want to miss your entrances!
(Davy and Micky head out. As they head out, Jane stumbles off the mattress, grumbling. Jane starts to the door, dusting herself off.)
Jane: I told Gary to get those things checked, and he never did. Honestly, sometimes I think that man is getting senile in his thirties.
(She doesn't notice the long, dark shape that enters as she straightens her costume...and a hand is already reaching for her by the time she finally does.)
Jane: (Looks up as Shelia grabs her arm; eyes widen in horror) It's you!
Shelia: *smirks* Seems you found the trap door. ;)
Jane: You...they told me you...(narrows her eyes)...but why? You have no reason to want to harm ME. I helped you, remember?
Shelia: I may not have a reason to want you out, but someone else does. *smirks* And I do what gets me the best result. ;) >:)
Jane: We're friends! (As Shelia pushes her into a corner) I've helped you! I helped you and Rhetta get Darren out!
(Jane starts to scream at the top of her lungs.)
Jane: No! I have to go onstage! They'll miss me!
Shelia: *rubs her fingers on Jane's throat* Don't do that. :P
(Jane's eyes widen in horror. She tries to push Shelia away, struggling.)
Shelia: Those two may have ruined one plan, but I always have a back up plan. *presses her finger tips to her temples & rubs* ;) >:)
(Jane struggles, but the muddling takes hold, and she falls limply into Shelia's arms.)
Shelia: Much better. >:)
(Jane looks at her helplessly and touches her throat, then indicates the stage above them.)
Shelia: Sorry, but you won't be returning to the stage tonight. *smirks*
(Jane shakes her head and points above again.)
(She indicates herself; she's needed in the show. They'll miss her.)
Shelia: They might miss you, but it seems the show has already been altered quite a bit. What's one more alteration? >:)
(Jane shakes her head again, frightened.)
Shelia: Now, I need to put you somewhere for safekeeping. *concentrates on Jane; rope appears wrapped around her; drags her to a nearby closet and shoves her in* This will have to do for now. *smirks and closes the door; dusts her hands off* Now, for the REST of my problems. :P
(Fade out on Shelia as she disappears in a black light; fade in on upstairs. The others are watching the Govenor's number as Davy and Micky appear.)
Emma: Well, is Jane ok?
Davy: (Nods) Yeah, she's fine.
Micky: Of course she is. ;)
Davy: (Looks around, frowning) Where's Daphne?
Mike: (Shrugs) With the Abbies. Her roommates are tryin' to talk to her, but she's still kinda out of it.
(Fern hurries up to them at that moment, very worried.)
Fern: Davy, have you seen Albert King?
Davy: The guy who plays the Scah? No, I 'aven't seen 'im, not since right before the show.
Fern: No one can find him anywhere! Gary's frantic!
Mike: (Frowns) Guys, we're in danger. I know it. The whole cast is in danger.
Micky: So what else is new? :P
Peter: Shelia's up to something! :(
Lauren: When isn't she? :P
Fern: What would she have against Albert?
Emma: Nothing against him personally, but...
Davy: (Grins) But who's got a bettah scah than Shelia? ;)
Lauren: Very true. ;)
Valerie: And hers are real. ;)
Micky: And well deserved. ;)
Pirate 4: (Points out to the stage) Hey, Albert's out there!
Fern: That's impossible!
Mike: (Narrows his eyes) It isn't Albert.
Peter: How do you know?
Mike: Trust me. I can practically SMELL danger. It's part of...well, it's the wolf in me. ;) :p
(Micky and Davy stick their heads out of the curtain, watching as the person who is now in the Scar's costume sings his song about being a mercenary only out for money and lust.)
Davy: (Stares at the Scar's face) It cahn't be...
Micky: But I'll bet it is. *makes a face*
(The Scar does his shoot-the-hidden-spies comedy routine with the Govenor, then turns to his associate...to reveal very nasty and very real scars.)
Davy: (To Micky) The moment she gets offstage, we'll grab 'er and tie 'er up and muddle 'er. Right, Mick?
Micky: Right. *grins*
(But the moment the Scar steps offstage, "he" disappears in a black light that mingles with the darkness.)
Fern: Where's Jane?
Davy: We're supposed to be onstage! (Growls) I KNEW we should 'ave 'elped 'er upstahs! X(
Mike: She's probably an animal in a cage somewhere. :p
Micky: *groans* Figures. :P
Davy: Wot am I gonna do? I cahn't sing to the bloomin' aih!
Emma: Sing to your soulmate, then. ;)
Davy: (Grins) Why not? It's not like everythin' else ain't been mixed up in this show.
(He goes to the Abbies and pulls Daphne away from them.)
Maxine: I'm really worried about her, Davy.
Jenny: She looks spaced out, and she hasn't spoken once!
Kimberly: That bitch must have done something to her voice. :p
Davy: I can 'elp 'er. (Takes Daphne's hand) Come on, luv. Let's go onstage. You're the only Lady Abigail I really want, anyway. ;)
(Davy leads Daphne onstage as the curtain opens, ignoring protests from Gary Shelton as he storms backstage.)
Gary: What the HELL is going on around here? Where did all these new songs come from? Who ARE these people? Where's Jane Turner? I'm going to throttle that woman when I get my hands on her!
Mike: Someone probably beat you to it, Mr. Shelton. :p
Micky: Whether you like it or not. :P
(The curtain opens on Davy and Daphne in the moonlight. Daphne looks around her, dazed.)
Davy: (Puts his finger on her lips) You don't 'ave to say anything, Lady Abigail. (There's a ripple throught he crowd as they realize how much Lady Abigail has changed in ten minutes.) I know you want me to return the gold to your fathah and let you and the other women go. (Shakes his head) I cahn't do that. There are others who need the gold more than your da does...(softer)...and I need you more than ANYONE does. (Takes Daphne's hands and stares into her eyes) Dap...Abigail, I love you. I loved you the moment I laid eyes on you, and I love you even though you 'ave a tempah to beat the band. (Softly) I'll love you forever.
(This leads into "I'll Love You Forever." Davy sings the song to Daphne, then starts dancing. As he finishes the last verse, the camera travels backstage. Most everyone is watching Davy and Daphne, enraptured, but Micky and Lauren sit with the twins in their laps, lost in each other's eyes.)
Micky: *smiles* Babe, as far as my feelings for you go, there’s nothing I haven't already said. I did come up with a song I haven't sung for you yet, though. ;)
Lauren: *thinks for a moment, then grins* This better be okay for the kids to hear. ;)
Micky: I think I AM rubbing off on you, babe. ;) ANYway... *winks, then goes into "Since I Fell For You;" Lauren watches and listens with a smile plastered on her face, while the twins make faces at each other.* :P
(The song ends with Micky and Lauren kissing over the unimpressed twins. The camera moves on, past the cast and crew watching the dancers to Emma and Mike, who stand together next to a piece of scenery.)
Emma: Mike, what do you mean about being able to...sense...danger?
Mike: I've been able to do it ever since I was split. I think it goes along with bein' a wolf. I just...know...when there's really bad trouble. That's how I've been faster, too.
Emma: Honey... (but Mike puts his finger on her lips)
Mike: Em, it ain't nuthin' that's gonna hurt. I wish you wouldn't worry so much.
Emma: I can't help it, Mike. I love you.
Mike: I love you too, darlin'. Wouldn't have had a beautiful little girl with you if I hadn't. ;)
(Mike grins and starts singing "You Just May Be the One," joined in the second verse by his wife. They, too, end up in a kiss.)
(The camera starts roving again, from Emma and Mike at the scenery to another couple standing amid some leftover instruments. ;) )
*Valerie watches Peter, who's watching what's going on elsewhere around the stage. He turns his gaze, and sees Valerie watching him. He blushes.*
Peter: Valerie, I... *smiles* I..I wrote a new song for you. *begins singing "Gettin' In"*
Valerie: *after he's finished* That was beautiful, Peter. Thank you. *she kisses him* ;)