I'm a Song From The 60's (quantesque) wrote in thewardrobe,
I'm a Song From The 60's
quantesque
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For the Wardrobe Mirrors Real Life

Silence falls on The Wardrobe; the Brisbane skyline littered with grey clouds.

Jason is pensive, tapping the Snakey Stick and thinking of the bad, bad things he was made to do after Amanda and Cara watched The Last Minute.

Alan sulks. And broods. And paints everyone's nails black to match the overall mood of the 'Drobe.

Tori has passed out. As usual.

Ben tinkers at the baby grand, notes for a song hardly creating a melody worth listening to. He misses his kids, and wishes Melina would find a new job so his Muse would fill him with classic Folds music.

Tom, Travis and Kevin wonder if they really are better than Ezra. They sigh, and turn to annoy Ben by interjecting bizarre keyboarding and samples into his already scattered head.

Susan is seeing how long she can hold her breath without passing out.

Allison flicks through the newest substandard script Aaron Sorkin has sent her and wishes that she could just get it on with Richard Schiff. Her mind wanders aimlessly to kissing Meryl Streep - hell, that was good - before realising that anymore scenes like that and she'll become the Queen of Femmeslash.

Bela rips the head off a bat and chews thoughtfully. He then cries because Jason U. is always trying to beat him up and Ozzy Osbourne is potentially his future.

The Wibblers haven't visited for a while. The Mexican is filming in London. And the cake has run out, leaving Susan pensive and pale.

Suddenly, the door is thrown open, causing them all to jump.

"GEEEEEEEESSSS WHHHOOOOOOOO!" With a flourish, Alfonso marches into the Wardrobe and keeeessess them all in turn. "Didd you meeeessss meeeee?!"

"What are you doing here, Mexican?" Alan asks, trying to hide his happiness with a cool, bored exterior. Alfonso grins smugly and pulls Allison to him for a paaasssionate kiss.

"Jesus..." she promptly faints.

"Deeed you not HEAR?! I WAS TOO PAAASSSIONATE FOR ZEE AZKABAN SEEET! I have beeeeen baaannneeddd for a weeeekkk as my paaassssionatenesss finally floooowwedd too much and lit an eeentire foreeeest of treeess, until zey burned! BURNED WITH PAAAASSSION UNRIVALED BY MY OWN!!!"

"Uh, Mexican," Jason starts, "Jolly good, fish and chips, but isn't that a bad thing?"

"WHY? EET PROVED TO FATHER OF CAKE EATING RED HAIRED GIRL WHO IS IN EVERY SCENE AND WHO USED TO DIRECT THE FIRST TWO FILMS BEFORE I TOOK OVER ZAT I WEEELLL BE FINNNEEE! ZAT I HAAAVE ENOUGH PAAAASSSION!"

"Indeed. Bowler hat." Pleased, Jason sits and a smile crosses his face. "Welcome back, for a while anyway, Mexican."

"INDEEEDDD! BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Silence. But this time, it's happy silence. :)
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