Down in Mount Rageous, a news reporter stood outside the 'Mount Rageous One's On Stage', where there would soon be an Eleanore Roosevelt show performed on Broadway.

The reporter stood right in front of the entrance, and standing nearby was a young female Rageon, her lashes batted as she rose a hand to her chest, laughing, her yellow-gold hair swinging around her face.

And a little ways away was another, taller, Rageon, his pearly white skin glistening as his mint-green lips spread into a grin as a microphone was held out to him. His lime themed hair was swept up into a quiff, kept stable by the gel he'd applied onto it that afternoon.

His sea blue eyes blinked, the mascara on his longer lashes was a dark black, with two perfect wings at the side of his eyes where he himself had applied the eyeliner. And his light blue eyeshadow had been dusted on perfectly.

The other woman had almost the same thing done by her friend, but she had on no eyeshadow.

The reporter grinned at the camera, his light orangy-peach skin glistened with sweat.

"It's Mike Anderson here with 'Mount Regeous One's On Stage! We're here for the opening night of 'Eleanor'! The Eleanor Roosevelt Musical, starring the incomparable Lenny Glitz!" He then turned to the woman behind him, who had been talking to one of the other reporters. "Lenny!" He called, and the middle-aged actress turned swiftly to the young man, who approached her. "You're a Broadway star!"

"Yes, I am," Len chuckled, twirling her finger through her long yellow-gold locks.

"You have your choice of roles, what drew you to Eleanor?" He asked, then held the microphone in front of her.

"Well, Eleanor Roosevelt was a brave, powerful, charismatic woman." She smiled at the camera before adding, "who no one had ever heard of! Her story NEEDS to be told! People NEED to know it is possible to change the world, whether you're a homely middle-aged First Lady or a Broadway star!"

And, down where the young man was being surrounded by many, many questioning people, and a young woman pushed through the crown towards him.

"Veneer Gleam!" She called, her voice airy, "you were brilliant as FDR!"

Veneer quickly turned to face the young woman, recognizing her as Rebecca, who was quite a popular reporter. And had interviewed him many times.

"From the moment I first stepped into FDR's shoes-and when I say shoes I mean wheelchair-I had an epiphany; I realized there is no difference between the president of the United States, and a celebrity." He said, "we both have power. The power to change. The. World."

"It's a weighty responsibility," Lenny was saying, making eye contact with her friend for a split second and glancing back at the reporter in front of her.

Veneer smirked as he turned swiftly and began strutting through the crowd. "Let's talk process!" He suggested, grinning to his friend nearby. "🎶 When I'm in character I go insane! I stagger, I stammer, I SOB! I make the audiences feel my pain, and if they don't leave depressed, than I've not done my job! 🎶"

"🎶 Each time I find a role like Eleanor, the artist inside of me thrives! I pull on that wig, and those eye contacts, and now I'm changing lives! 🎶" Lenny twirled, spinning down and hooking arms with her friend as the two strutted down through the huge crowd of people.

"🎶 By the time I get tuberculosis, in act two~ 🎶"

"🎶 Even the people who are dead inside, will shout; 'bravo!' on cue~ 🎶" the two sang together.

"The first review is in!" Lila announced, grinning to her friends, who were sipping from cups of tequila. "New Jersey Star-Ledger!"

"Don't tell me!" Lenny said dramatically. "Unless it's a rave, or a mixed positive."

"It says we're a hit!" Veneer exclaimed, looking up from his own phone. And everyone cheered.

"🎶 We're a hit, and I think we deserve it! 🎶" Veneer grinned.

"🎶 That's for sure! 🎶" Lenny added.

"🎶 Also, it means that this tour de force, will not be forced to tour! 🎶"

"To 'Eleanor'! May she run for eternity!" Lenny raised her glass.

"To 'Eleanor'!" The crowd cheered.

"🎶 Cheers to a show that's so inspiring, it's almost too much to sit through~ 🎶"

"🎶 And if we run, that might mean one more thing! 🎶"

"🎶 That in ten years or so, we'll do 'Eleanor Two'! 🎶"

"🎶 I can predict what the reviews will say, before the next notice arrives! It's ground-breaking 🎶"

"🎶 Earth-shaking 🎶'

"🎶 Life-affirming 🎶"

"🎶 Breathtaking 🎶"

"🎶 Gut-wrenching 🎶"

"🎶 Heart-aching 🎶"

"🎶 In two words it's history-making! That's why every actor strives for adulation~ 🎶"

"🎶 And compensation~ that comes from nightly changing lives! 🎶"

"It's just what we do!" Veneer shrugged.

"The rest of the reviews are coming in!" Lila called to the two. "New York Post, associated Press, New York Times. Oh wow."

Gasps filled the room as people swiftly began to leave. Veneer and Lenny looked around in confusion as Lila grimaced at the reviews.

"Wow... this is not a review you want when you have crappy advanced sales. This is gonna close us!"

"What didn't they like?" Veneer questioned. "Was it the hip-hop?"

"Yes. But not only that."

"For God's sake Lila! Just read it." Veneer said.

"Um, okay..." Lila's face fell as she began reading over the highlights of the reviews. "'Veneer Gleam's FDR might just be the most insultingly misguided, offensive, and laughable performance that this reviewer has ever had the squirming misfortune to endure.'"

"That's... not so bad." Lenny said, but got a glare from Veneer in return.

"Do her! Do her!" He says.

"I'm just saying." Lenny shrugged.

"'Watching Lenny Glitz's Eleanor Roosevelt croaking out a heavy-handed message of activism, is like paying an aging drag queen to shove a syrup-soaked American flag down my throat.'"

"Well... that's not criticism." Lenny says as her voice cracked. "That's just... it's just a per- a personal attack."

"'If you're considering buying a ticket to this show, do yourself a favor. Buy a few feet of good, heavy rope instead, and then go hang yourself.'" Lila finished.

"Oh God. Oh dear God. W-was the show really that bad?" Veneer asked.

"It's not the show. It's you two." Lila explained. "You're just not likeable."

"What?" Came both Lenny and Veneer's confused voices.

"Nobody likes a narcissist."

"Oh, this..." Lenny grumbled.

"Oh, that." Veneer rolled his eyes. "I hate this world!"

"Just horrible!"

"This is bullshit!"

"It just... it hurts! It hurts my heart!"

The two walked over to the bar where James was wiping down the counters. "Lemme guess, Yola Mezcal blackberry smash?"

"Yes." Lenny and Veneer said in unison.

As he got them their drinks he rambled on about Juilliard.

(Aka I'm too lazy to write it all)

"Hey guys!" Came a familiar voice from behind, and the two turned to see their other friend Morty, her hair was in a messy bun, and her outfit consisted of an off the shoulder long- sleeved T-shirt and denim shorts that barely went past her middle thigh.

"Morty!" They both exclaimed in relieved voices. The three of them embraced.

"I'm sorry your show closed on opening night again!" Morty said apologetically. "Welcome to the world of the unemployed. Top me off."

"I thought you were in Chicago?" Veneer asked as James poured the drinks.

"Ugh. I just quit." Morty grumbled. "Twenty years in the chorus and they still won't let me play Roxie Hart. You wanna know who's playing the role?"

"Jenna Ortega?" Lenny asks.

"Anna Kendrick?" Veneer adds.

"Andrew Rannells?" James cocks an eyebrow.

"No. Ginnifer Goodwin." Morty spat.

Silence.

"Ginger! From Gilligan's Island."

"She's still alive?" All three of them exclaimed.

They spent most of the night drinking as they pondered about random things that came to their mind.

"We're wasting our lives." Lenny grumbled.

"Mhm. It's true." Morty agreed. "At least we're all in the same boat."

"You know I could really use a hookup right about now..." Veneer mumbled, and Lenny patted his shoulder in a silent agreement.

"Ugh we can't just give up! We're still celebrities!" Morty said. "We still have power."

"Neeeeow, the Times sorta castrated them as they were.

"Yeah, they wrote us off as aging narcissists." Lenny rolled her eyes. "I STILL don't understand what's wrong with that."

"There's a very simple way we can still love ourselves yet appear to be decent human beings, okay?" Veneer joined in, downing another shot. "We will become celebrity activists."

"Oh! Brilliant!" Morty exclaimed, and in a matter of seconds she had her phone out.

"Right?" Veneer agreed. "All we need is a cause! Everybody start brainstorming! Go."

"Uh, poverty?" James offered.

"Too big." Veneer concluded.

"World hunger." Morty tried.

"Eh... we need something easier." Veneer said.

"Let's see what's on Insta." Morty said, already scrolling as her friends argued about different ideas.

(Again, I'm lazy :3)

"Oh my God." Morty sat up, staring at her phone as if it had just shit itself. "Lenny your sister's a lesbian?"

"What?" Lenny looked up, her head tilting to the side. "No..?"

"Really because she's all over Instagram with the hashtag 'lesbian got prom cancelled'." Morty says, showing the group her phone screen.

And sure enough, there on the screen, with Lenny's younger brother, who was glaring at the cameras, was her baby sister Orchid.

"Apparently she wanted to take her girlfriend to the high school prom, and the PTA went apeshit and they cancelled it!" Morty said.

"Over my dead fucking body." Lenny hissed.

"They cancelled prom?" Veneer exclaimed. "Is that even legal?!"

"It shouldn't be!" Morty says.

"This pisses me off!" Veneer stated, he was ready to punch a wall. But nails so, you know.

"You're telling me, this is my little sister!" Lenny huffed. "We are gonna march down there and raise holy fuckin' hell!"

"We will be the biggest thing to happen in Indiana since... whatever's happened in Indiana!" Veneer stated.

"So this is it? This is our cause?" James asked.

"Fuck yeah it is! Are you with us?" Lenny asked.

"Hell yeah I am!" Morty stood up, putting her phone in her back pocket.

"Don't you dare count me out!" James joined in.

"Let's do this!" Morty squealed.

"We're gonna prove 🎶 that in this day and age being gay, isn't a crime! THIS is our moment, to change the world! One lesbian 🎶"

"🎶 Lesbian 🎶"

"🎶 Lesbian 🎶"

"🎶 Lesbian 🎶"

"🎶 At. A. Time! 🎶"

"🎶 We're gonna help this little lesbian, weather she likes it or not! 'Cause when you're a legendary thespian- 🎶"

"🎶 First you help the distressed 🎶"

"🎶 Then you help the distraught! 🎶"

"🎶 We're going down to where the necks are red, and lack of dentistry thrives! Why sing and dance when you can take a stance and know you're truly changing lives! 🎶"

"🎶 We're gonna march until that town looks like the end of act one of Les Mis! You don't gotta have a PhD in psych to know that people kowtow to the folks in the biz! 🎶"

"🎶 We're gonna teach 'em to be more PC the minute our group arrives! 🎶"

"🎶 That's right! 🎶"

"🎶 Those first-pumping- 🎶"

"🎶 Bible-pumping- 🎶"

"🎶 Spam-eating- 🎶"

"🎶 Cousin-loving- 🎶"

"🎶 Cow-tipping- 🎶"

"🎶 Shoulder-slumping- 🎶"

"🎶 Finger-wagging- 🎶"

"🎶 Hoosier-humping- 🎶"

"🎶 Losers and their homely wives! They'll learn compassion! 🎶"

"🎶 And better fashion~ 🎶" Lenny smirked.

"🎶 Once we at last start changing lives! 🎶"

"Now let's go start a fight!"

1977 words.

Finally 💀