Time for Tea By deadfishanderson... Disclaimer: IYou but I=/=Stuff

(This starts at the point where Sydney is going to rescue charles at the conciergerie)

Sydney: Hey! C'mon Schwartzeneggar, start writing my letter.

Charles: Wait. I know what you're doing. Stop, I need to explain something to you.

Syd: o_0.Okay.shoot.

Char: Well first I'm gay, and second I'm madly in love with you.

Syd: *chugs a bottle of brandy*

Char: I only married Lucie for the Dr.'s cash. Weve never even had sex.

Syd: Fine then. Explain the kids.

Char: Their Monsieur Defarge's. You see, Lucie wasn't getting any, and Therese is into bondage.

You know, that Ernest is quite a player.

Syd: I see. Even so, what does it have to do with anything? I will die anyways, and maybe you can

start anew.

Char: Are you crazy or something? Do you deserve to live on Hawaii and grow Macadamia nuts

with a Persian cat named Steve? I told you I lurved you. I'm not letting you die for stupid, naïve,

dumb me.

Syd: okay. See ya. I always hated you anyways, foo.

(gets escorted out)

Seamstress: Hey joo! Darnay, wut up ma homie?

Syd: I am not Darnay. But I'm cute, and by the looks of it you are too. How's about me and you

go out for soup and half a sandwich?

Seam: sounds jumpin! (s + seam LEAVE)

(Later) Mme Defarge: I am going to kill you, you stupid British woman who smells better than

me!

Miss Pross: Umm..no! Hyuck Hyuck! (Mon. Defarge comes up from behind miss. P and shoots

mme. Defarge)

Mon: Score!

Miss P: Thanks for saving my life! Hey I know we've had some crazy nights together but I really

love Mr. Lorry. You don't mind right?

Mon: That's okay, now that scary is gona I can go back to my playa days! The wine house is

doing great too! See ya! (Leave)

(Later)

Lucie: Oh god Charles is dead! I think I'll go buy some opium.

Dr M: I have discovered a potion that will make me live for 220 years! I think I'll go live in Texas

and around 2003 I'll rename myself "Phil" and start a dumb TV show! 105 North Tower!

Lil Lucie: My family is dysfunctional.

EPILOGUE

AND so good ol' Sydney fell in love w/ the seamstress and they escaped off to Venezuela, where

they had children named Chichi and Fernando, and Sydney became a successful drug lord while

the seamstress invented the sombrero. They lived happily ever after. Ms. P had an ear transplant

and married Mr. L. Mon. Defarge had fun at the wine shop and inherited St. Antoine, which was

happy there after. Charles, well he died. Dr. M became Dr. P and started his "great" TV show.

Lucie, devastated by the death of Charles, spent all of the money on opium and Lil lucie became a

"lady of the evening". Everyone got what they deserved. THE END