The Party

"We're on!  We're on!"  Melanie rushed into the dressing room, where fifteen assistants were helping Britney to look like Victoria.
"Ok!  Ok!"  Mel shouted back, and they all rushed onto the stage, striking what they hoped were sexy poses.
The backing track started up, and the Girls limbered up their mouths, ready for miming.
The curtain started going up...  Then stopped!
It was stuck half-way!
"Oh, shit!"  breathed the guy whose sole responsibility was to pull the rope which raised the main curtain.
He tugged it again.
Nothing.  It was jammed!
Jumping up into the air, the guy whose sole responsibility was to pull the rope which raised the main curtain grabbed the rope and pulled down with all his might...
Then things happened very fast...
The main curtain rope, which had somehow become snared with one of the other ropes by a piece of string, came free...
The guy whose sole responsibility was to pull the rope which raised the main curtain fell flat on his back, and rolled away, toward the controls for the trapdoors, ending up resting against them...
The rope that had been ensnared with the main curtain rope snapped, and the weight it was holding fell...
The weight crashed to the stage, a few feet behind the Girls, and broke through, sending splinters everywhere...
In the basement, the Iron Maiden; complete with razor-sharp spikes; which had been left there by a failed magician, toppled and fell open...
The scenery board that was on the other end of the rope swung free, smashing into the side wall of the theatre, and shaking the building to its foundations...
In the apartment next to the wall where the scenery board hit, the man who made fireworks for special events jumped, with shock...
His arm knocked over his table lamp, which fell onto the tray of red flash-powder...
The flash-powder ignited and, as the man who made fireworks for special events dived for cover, it filled the room with bright red sparks...
One of the sparks hit the fuse of one of the man who made fireworks for special event's specialities...  A multi-warhead decorative flare...
The fuse burned down, as it was designed to do, and the flare shot out through the window...
The flare flew wildly across town, until the warheads ignited, spraying hot fire over a section of road outside the Chinese embassy...
The S.W.A.T. team that was driving past in its van assumed it was under attack, and, with the usual aplomb and self-control of American-trained cops, immediately piled out of the van and opened fire on the embassy...
The Chinese Ambassador hit the panic button, which connected him with Beijing...
The Chinese Premier saw the panic signal, saw where it came from, thought: 'Oh, it's that idiot again' (in Chinese), rolled over, and went back to sleep...
On the border of Tibet, the Ambassador's brother, a minor general, also received the panic signal...
"My Brother!"  he shouted (in Chinese).  "Press the button!"  (He might have shouted that in French, but it was more likely in Chinese)...
The single missile silo under the general's command (a very minor general) opened and fired its contents of two-hundred megatons of death at the American city of New York...
Satellites immediately picked up the launch, and world leaders around the world were alerted...
The American President called the Chinese Premier on the hotline...
"Oh, that bloody idiot!"  the Premier muttered (in Chinese); and he ordered the abort signal to be sent to the missile...
The self-destruct mechanism exploded the missile harmlessly over mid-atlantic...
The self-destruct mechanism itself, being at the centre of the explosive charges, was subjected to equal forces in all directions by the detonation, and therefore the two-pound unit continued on the trajectory the missile had been following, streaking through the sky toward New York...
It came to Earth with tremendous force in a theatre where a self-indulgent pop party was going on...
The remains of the self-destruct mechanism blasted through the floor of the stage, mere yards from the miming Girls...
The guy whose sole responsibility was to pull the rope which raised the main curtain jumped out of his skin, knocking the trapdoor controls...
With an: "EEP!" (in English), Emma disappeared through the floor of the theatre...
Mel, Melanie, and Britney rushed over to peer through the trap...
...Just in time to see the Iron maiden slam shut...
...With Emma inside...!

 
So...
The party's over...
Does anyone care?

 
Continued....