From: Light Storm This (HOPEFULLY) is to make up for that awful thing I wrote entitled "CUTE?!?!" A PLAY, OF SORTS by Light Storm Disclaimer: I don't own the Quest Team, Race1 or Minuet, or Race3 or Shensa. I own myself (Light) and Race2. That's about it folks. Archivers: Question: WHY?!?! Just make sure you ask! Or I will personally hunt you down with my mustard launcher. Date: May 24, 1999 Categories: H, HR (J&J HR, other HR, Yaoi HR), I, ML Author's note: The characters in this, er, work, are not portrayed exactly as normally would be or in reality. Translation: This isn't exactly how everyone would act. My explanation? INSANITY!! (and a little something else *wink*) A PLAY, OF SORTS Benton: Hi and welcome to our very first play! Jessie: We hope you stay and enjoy your day! Race: We've planned some jokes and lots of laughs! Jonny: So sit back, grin some, and relax! Jonny glanced up from his script, then threw it down. "Wait a minute! We're only four lines into this and already it's cheesy!" Jessie smacked Jonny on his head, messing up his blond hair. "Of course! Some of us are tired of all the danger and predictable plots and want a little change of pace!" "But....this is horrible!" Light stood up angrily. "JONATHAN QUEST! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING? READ FROM THE SCRIPT!" Minuet nodded, seated in the director's chair next to Light. "Yeah, Bleach-head. We're not paying you to waste our time!" Shensa blinked thoughtfully from the other side of Minuet. "Come to think of it, we're not paying you at all!" "EXACTLY!" Jonny shrieked. "Not only is this torture, but you're not even paying us!" Benton laid a hand on Jonny's shoulder. "Come now, son. Lighten up a little. This is just for fun! It's not like you're in desperate need of money. Besides, you spend all your time cooped up in the Lighthouse playing in or working on QuestWorld. You need a little variety in life." Jonny shrugged his hand off. "Again, exactly! I want adventure! Danger! Not a bunch of cheesy nursery rhymes!" Race1, Race2, and Race3 sized him up with identical glares. "HEY, JON-BOY! We wrote those!" Jonny gulped as the three Races advanced on him. "Uh, sorry Race. I meant that they were good for nursery rhymes," he stammered. Jessie shook her head. Jonny could never stay out of trouble for long. She was grateful when Minuet stepped between the Races and Jonny. "Look, guys." She looked pointedly at Jonny. "The sooner you quit fighting, the sooner this will be over. Comprende?" "Yeah yeah. Then let's get this over with." He picked up his now-trampled script. "The least they could do was give us decent costumes," he mumbled under his breath. Minuet narrowed her eyes. "What was that?" Jonny shrugged. Jessie rolled her eyes. "He doesn't like the costumes." Jonny laughed bitterly. "That's an understatement. Come on! Chaps, cowboy boots, dusters and tight," he picked his wedgie, "TIGHT jeans?" Jessie sidled up to him, touching his cheek. "I think you look charming," she said quietly. "JESSIE!" All three Races yelled. "Sorry, Dads." Jessie grinned sheepishly as she stepped away from Jonny. Red-faced Jonny looked even more scared of the Races now. "Jonny, you may not be happy with the script, the costumes, or anything related to the play. Big whoop. Deal with it. Just because you have a show named after you doesn't mean you get your way EVERY SINGLE TIME!" Minuet strode back to her chair and sat down. Race1 stood behind her, rubbing her shoulders to calm her down. Shensa grinned. "Okay, back to the play." She picked up the megaphone. "BACK TO THE TOP PEOPLE!" Light made a grab for the megaphone, but Shensa pulled it away in time. Minuet rolled her eyes. Once in control of the megaphone, always in control of the megaphone. Benton: Hi and welcome to our very first play! Jessie: We hope you stay and enjoy your day! Race: We've planned some jokes and lots of laughs! Minuet glared at Jonny, he just smiled back. Jonny: So sit back, grin some, and relax! Light and Shensa breathed a sigh of relief. So far, so good. Benton: The time has come to talk of things. Race: Of cowboys, horses, guns, and jeans. Seeing that Jonny was about to interject once again, Shensa stopped everyone. "CUT! WHY DON'T WE TRY SOMETHING ELSE?" she said through the megaphone, her voice coming out in a shout. Race3 stood up and grabbed her arms. "How about getting that megaphone away from you first?" Race3 held Shensa down while Race2 grabbed the megaphone. "Got it!" He shouted triumphantly. "Not for long!" Light pulled it away and hugged it to her. "No more megaphone!" Benton sighed. It was going to be a long day. Especially with that megaphone. Jessie noticed his exasperated expression. She grinned up at him. "Hey! It could be worse! Just imagine if Jonny had a hold of it." Benton grimaced. "I see your point." Jonny's ears perked up. "Not a bad idea, Jess!" He lunged for Light, tackling her to the ground. After wrestling the megaphone away, he stood up and proclaimed his victory. Unfortuneatly for the rest, it was with the megaphone to his mouth. "I HAVE DONE IT! THE ALMIGHTY JONNY ONCE AGAIN GAINS CONTROL, RESCUING THE POOR MEGAPHONE FROM EVIL!" This time, Race1 and Race2 tackled Jonny to the ground as Race3 grabbed the megaphone. "NO! Let me go! It's mine I tell you! None can use the power of the sacred except the worthy! SO IT IS WRITTEN IN THE BOOK OF BLEACH!" "AHEM! That would be my line." A figure lurked in the darkened off-stage area. "And who might you be?" Benton inquired in a polite yet guarded voice. "I am David Thomas, that is all you need to know." He flashed a smile and ran a hand through his dark hair with an air of arrogance. Minuet, Light, Shensa, and Jessie exchanged glances. Jessie shook her head. "Is this guy for real?" Obviously he thought that he was all that. Plus two bags of chips. Race1 stepped forward. "What in tarnation are you here for?" David smiled slyly. "Why, to grace your play with my presence, of course." A few steps back, Jonny burst into laughter. "You mean to flirt with the ladies." David's face flushed a deep red. "Of course not, you insulent boy! I am here so that your so-called 'play' may benefit from my expertise." This time, Jessie burst into laughter. "You are snake. And not the least bit charming." David just raised an eyebrow and took a seat in Minuet's director's chair. A nanosecond later, Light and Shensa both flew out of their chairs, away from him. Benton could see where this was leading. And it wasn't going to be very pretty. Much to his relief, his pager went off, giving off a weird blue beacon of light. "If you will excuse me, I have a few phone calls to make," he said, polite as ever. And grateful for the distraction. Noone really payed any attention as he left. Except Jonny. "Darn!" he said in mock sorrow. "Dad has left so now we can't practice." Light, ever the hopeless romantic, grinned. "Oh, I don't think so, Jon-boy. There is one scene that does not require your father's presence." Minuet and Shensa immediately caught on. "Yes, and it is an extremely important part that you two must get right," Shensa added. Jonny eyed them warily. "Two?" he repeated. Minuet's eyes sparkled. "Yes, two. You and Jessie." Jonny started flipping madly through his script. Jessie, on the other hand, had already found the page. She winked at the three ladies. She stood next to Jonny, as close as she could get, and pointed the page out to him. The farther Jonny read, the deeper the color of crimson his cheeks became. "WHAT? I AM NOT KISSING HER!! NO WAY! NU-UH! NEVER! NADA! NO KISSES! ZILCH! ZIP! ZERO!" Jonny, for the second time that day, threw down his script. By now, some pages were starting to fall out. "NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!" David stood up with a smirk on his face and an idea in his head. Jonny stopped his tantrum abruptly. "RACE!" He ran over to the three Races. "You won't let her kiss me will you? Right?" Jonny grinned at Light, Minuet, and Shensa. "See? Your little kiss ain't gonna happen!" He laughed happily. The three ladies just smiled as Race1 laid a hand on Jonny's shoulder. "Jonny, we want our little Ponchita to be happy. And if Jess has to kiss you to be happy, then we are happy." Jonny's face paled. "Wha-What?" Jessie grinned. "Come here, lover-boy." Jonny started backing up. "Um, Jess. You don't really want to kiss me do you? I mean, uh-." He put a hand up to his mouth, checking his breath. Unfortunately, the gum had worked. But he had to lie anyway. "Jess, my breath stinks really bad. You don't want to kiss a guy with stinky breath do you?" Jessie grinned. She had just smelled his minty breath a moment ago when pointing out the page to him. "Oh, Jonny, breath doesn't matter when you are in love." Jessie, needless to say, was enjoying every ounce of this. She loved making Jonny squirm like a worm on a hook. Yes, she really did have a crush on him, but she wasn't letting much of that out. Not yet. David walked towards them. "Now is the time for some advice from an old kissing pro." Light gagged, Minuet cringed, and Shensa groaned. Jessie was ready. All he had to do was take one step towards her and the Races would get him. If they didn't, she was ready to pound his lying face in. David smiled coyly. "Now, I need a partner to demonstrate." Jessie balled up a fist, but before she could aim, David turned around to face the three directors. "Which of you will be the lucky lady?" "Why use a lady when you can have a real man?" a new voice spoke up from the wings. All faces swung to the new person. Jessie about fainted when she saw the janitor. Shensa clapped a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing. The new guy, a janitor whose name card read "Brad," had broad shoulders, a tanned body, muscular build, and dark brown hair. David just stared at him in shock. Never before had he seen a more beautiful human being. "Hello, handsome. Where have you been all my life?" "Oh gross," Jessie moaned and covered her eyes with her hands. Minuet turned away and Shensa and Jonny just stood there with their mouths wide open. The three Races looked disgusted. Light, on the other hand, and seen enough. She grabbed the megaphone angrily. "IF YOU TWO WANT TO CONTINUE YOU BETTER GET OUT BEFORE WE MAKE YOU! AND IF YA DON'T CONTINUE, WE'RE STILL GONNA KICK YOU OUT!" But before anyone could make a move, Benton walked in, arm in arm with Alice Starseer. "Jonny, I'm sorry but I've taken Alice up on her offer." Benton smiled at the young woman on his arm. "We're going hunting." Alice glanced at Jonny. "Jonny, I'm sorry. But all of you are welcome to join us, of course." Jessie smiled brightly at Alice and Benton. "That's okay, Jonny and I will be fine here together." Jonny gulped. "Um, do you happen to have an extra transporter beam?" Jessie pinched his bottom. "Jonny, you know you want to stay here with me." The three Races each took a few steps towards Jonny. "Of course he does, Ponchita." Jonny nodded sadly. Alice smiled warmly at the rest of the group. "Take care, and we'll come back to visit." She turned to Benton. "We have to go now, the beam is almost out of range." Benton nodded. "Then let us go." Alice pulled out a small object which began blinking. Suddenly, a ray shot down through the roof, landing on Brad and David. In seconds, the two were gone. Light laughed happily and Minuet breathed a sigh of relief. Shensa laughed and picked up a script and the megaphone. "ATTENTION! WE HAVE ONE MORE THING TO DO!" Jonny grumbled. "Not the kiss!" Light laughed. "No, Jon-boy. Not the kiss. You two did an excellent job during "Ghost Quest." There is still one thing you need to practice before we call it quits." Minuet nodded. "The ending!" Benton, Jonny, Race, and Jessie took their places. Shensa grinned. "AND ACTION!" Benton: You've been fun to entertain! Jonny: We hope to see you back again. Race: We hope you've laughed and had some fun, Jessie: For now our story is so done. Jonny: And so we now must bid goodbye, Jessie: So all may leave this very nigh'. ---- THE END!! Ya like? There are a few 'interesting' things in this thing...a missing character, a non-missing but quiet character, some mysterious characters.... *wide grin* Comments, flames, money, flowers, a new car? Send to ME!! laura_light@yahoo.com © 1999 Light Storm === ICQ- 3728045 ** AIM: ukycat99 ** http://zap.to/light #2 Race-groupie, Keeper of Race2, Lover of Insanity, UK Wildcat Fan, Sailor Jupiter fan, Thunderstorm Chaser, devoted fan of ReBoot and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles _________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? 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