(Chars may be slightly (or more) OOC, and evryone in the Ham cast is from the same timeline, now (basically after they died or smth? Also, heada up, I procratsinate a lot so don't expect fast updates-)

Puffin/Me(L), singing: HEADS UP J.D, IM A DEAD GIRL WA-

Jefferson: Ahem, excuse me-

Puffin: Oh right- Anyways, as you can see by the title, I may continue this because I have recently obtained my musical obsession again, so if I do continue this, I'll be including the musicals: The Heathers, In the Heights (possibly later), and Beetlejuice.

Alex: UGH, this room was ALREADY crouded enough

He earns a pillow to the face from Angelica.

Puffin: So ya. (I also may do another book like this with other fandoms) The other chapters were cringe but I won't rewrite them cuz I'm L A Z Y. Anyways, the guests that were in previous chapters will probs not be in the next few chapters cuz I suck at writing other people (I swear everyone's gonna end up being OOC) (Anyways, sadlittlepumpkin, Cakerulez, are y'alls ok with that? If you aren't then that's okay :D) (I am SO sorry, I really feel like I'm being offensive, sorry- *proceeds to apologize more* (Although you both come in differemt chapters randomly cuz I still kinda would like to add you if thats ok. *conflicted noises*)

Alex: ANYWAY, that's all, I think.

Puffin: WAIT. I need to bring the rest of the cast :D

Puffin proceeds to ✨Magically✨ bring the Heathers, Beetlejuice and In The Heights Cast to what they're now calling: "The reaction room or whatver"

Heather. C.: What the fuck. Where am I??

Heather. D.: Heather!?

Heather. M.: I thought you died...!

Lydia: Oh yay.. more dead people.

Puffin: Y'all can sort out your issues

Usnavi: Quién eres tú !? (I used google transalate bc I sadly can't speak spanish (That was "Who are you?!" in Spanish, right?? Sorry If I got it wrong *more apologizing*)

Puffin: Huh-?

Usnavi: Sorry, I meant: Who are you?!

Me: Ah yess, for the new peeps, Heyo I'm Puffin or L, it really doesn't matter Please use They/Them pronouns for me, thank you!

Heather. C.: You mean the bird, Puffin?

Heather. D.: Why would your name be a letter? That's stupid. Your parents must've really hated you.

Puffin: Shut up Heathers!

Heather. D.: You son of a-

Eliza: Language!

Heather. C.: No one insults the almight-

Puffin: Did you say Allmight?

Heather. C.: No, I was going to say-

Puffin: *Starts saying random things about BNHA which no one understands*

Veronica: So-

Puffin: Yesssss?

Veronica: Why are we here?

Puffin: Y'all are here to react, blah, blah blah all that. I'll just, *snaps*

a peice of paper apears infront of the new comers for them to read.

Puffin: Y'all can talk things out whilst I go get some Rootbear-

Eliza: Aren't you to young to drink-

Puffin: Root bear is a soda

Eliza: What's a soda?

Puffin: Le papier will tell ya.

Before anyone asks more questions, I telaport away cuz I can and I will. And then I come back with rootbear for myself,

Puffin: Anyway, back to what I was doing before.

Burr: Oh god, no-

Puffin: GOT NO TIME TO TALK! IM A DEAD GIRL WALKING!-