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Sep. 11th, 2007 10:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8cha"Romeo?" Macbeth scowled as he glanced around the darkened theater.
The only lit part was the stage, and that was still barely illuminated. Macbeth knew he had been called there for play rehearsal, Juliet had left the message on his cellphone, but it didn't look like anyone was there. Macbeth had even been damn sure he was going to be late.
"Is there anyone here?" There wasn't a peep, not even from the stagehands that were usually everywhere. Crossing his arms over his chest Macbeth scowled. This was obviously some trick of Puck's and he'd either impersonated Juliet really damn well or managed to convince the other to join in on his trick. Maybe he'd offered Juliet some secret love drug.
Glancing around the dark theatre Macbeth figured Puck had to be there. Puck always enjoyed watching people's faces when they were pranked. "Puck! When I get my hands on you I'm going to…" There it was, a noise, a small thump from up on the stage. Walking towards it Macbeth climbed the stairs that went over the music pet and looked around. Spotting a form in the wings Macbeth glared and walked to stage left, his steps slowed though as he got closer and closer to the wings. That definitely wasn't Puck.
"Again?" Macbeth asked, his voice obviously exasperated. Hamlet made a faintly pleading sound around his handkerchief, kicking his bound legs as much as he was able. "You've got to stop letting him tie you up."
Hamlet made another noise, his hair flopping into his face. Macbeth rolled his eyes as he knelt down and started working on the knots holding Hamlet's legs together. Because he was focused on working the robes Macbeth hardly noticed Puck appearing behind him. Hamlet made another noise, a slightly panicked one this time.
"Hold on I'll get you loose in a second!" Was what Macbeth started to say. He only made it to 'I'll' before Puck hit him across the back of the head and he went down like a stone.
"Ha!" Puck did a silly dance, jumping up and down in a circle before facing the pinned Hamlet and unconscious Macbeth. "Got you both this time! Now for the fun!"
"Is there anyone here?" There wasn't a peep, not even from the stagehands that were usually everywhere. Crossing his arms over his chest Macbeth scowled. This was obviously some trick of Puck's and he'd either impersonated Juliet really damn well or managed to convince the other to join in on his trick. Maybe he'd offered Juliet some secret love drug.
Glancing around the dark theatre Macbeth figured Puck had to be there. Puck always enjoyed watching people's faces when they were pranked. "Puck! When I get my hands on you I'm going to…" There it was, a noise, a small thump from up on the stage. Walking towards it Macbeth climbed the stairs that went over the music pet and looked around. Spotting a form in the wings Macbeth glared and walked to stage left, his steps slowed though as he got closer and closer to the wings. That definitely wasn't Puck.
"Again?" Macbeth asked, his voice obviously exasperated. Hamlet made a faintly pleading sound around his handkerchief, kicking his bound legs as much as he was able. "You've got to stop letting him tie you up."
Hamlet made another noise, his hair flopping into his face. Macbeth rolled his eyes as he knelt down and started working on the knots holding Hamlet's legs together. Because he was focused on working the robes Macbeth hardly noticed Puck appearing behind him. Hamlet made another noise, a slightly panicked one this time.
"Hold on I'll get you loose in a second!" Was what Macbeth started to say. He only made it to 'I'll' before Puck hit him across the back of the head and he went down like a stone.
"Ha!" Puck did a silly dance, jumping up and down in a circle before facing the pinned Hamlet and unconscious Macbeth. "Got you both this time! Now for the fun!"
