Break
Ray : Where is it, Emma?!
Emma : I told you I forgot, sheesh...
Ray : *squealing and almost throws a tantrum*
Emma : Those are dangerous!
Ray : You're not my mom!
Emma : *picks up her phone and shows it to Ray* I'll call Ms. Isabella
Ray : Who cares?!
Emma : *drags Anna*
Ray : I'm sorry, mom...
Anna : What?
Emma : Ha! It's a success!
Meanwhile
Private Chat : Don you love me and Willow
Don you love me : Hey Gilda
Willow : Yh?
Don you love me : Why are we texting each other even tho we're next to each other?
Willow : idk
Don you love me : ok
Nat : Guys
: It's time!
Emma : Oh shit
: I forgot we left them hanging
Ray : Really?
: I didn't remember hanging anyone
Emma : 🤦♀
Stage
Emma : Hey, everyone! We're back!
Ray : Unfortunately...
Don : Are y'all ready for the last performance?
Norman : Why are you saying y'all now?
Gilda : Get ready!
Music starts
DGENA : *dances beautiful*
Ray : *stood still*
Don : He got down on one knee, but I said "No way"
Packed my bags and moved into a n-n-nunnery
*took off his clothes*
Everyone : *close their eyes*
Ray : Ugh, chill, he's wearing a wimple for fuck sake
Don : Joined the gospel choir
Our riffs were on fire
At the top of the charts is where I'm gonna stay
Gilda : *pushes Don away*
Norman sent me a poem all about my green sleeves
*rolls down green sleeves*
I changed a couple words, put it on a sick beat
The song blew their minds
Next minute I was signed
And now I'm writing lyrics for Shakesy P
Shakesy P : Barbara
Emma : Since my first son, our family's grown
*picks up Phil*
We made a band and got quite well known
You could perhaps
Call us the Tudor Von Trapps
I'm just kidding
We're called the Royal-ing Stones!
Heh...
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The Promised Crackerland
FanfictionWhat if The Promised Neverland characters go to school? What if they phones and chat together? What if the farms are actually just dormitories of the school? What if the humor is maxed with a little bit of crackiness? This book contains all of that...
