A/N: Hey yall!! Okay, here is a wonderful little oneshot I decided to write!! Last weekend my theater group put on a workshop performance of Once On This Island, and it was AMAZING!! So amazing, that I was inspired to write a fanfiction about it!! To all the Daniels of the world…don't leave all the truly wonderful Ti Mounes of the world, damn it!!
"I saved you! You don't remember me?" "What is he doing with someone like her?" "I love you Ti Moune." "Andrea and I have been together since we were children…" "Daniel!"
Daniel Beauxhomme woke up with a start. Andrea, his wife, was still sound asleep besides him. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes, and slipped out of bed.
The cool night air felt good against his tired face and the smell of sea salt cleared his mind. Daniel leaned against the deck railing and sighed heavily. The dream played over and over again inside his head.
The picture of the girl from his past, Ti Moune, was still fresh, even though she had been gone for about a year now.
Daniel thought of her night and day. Moments from their short time together replaying. Stuck on the rewind button, never to be fixed.
Andrea was worried. Always worried. Whenever she spied her husband standing on the deck, looking out into the town, down from the mountains that divided the rich from the poor, she put her arms around him and tell him to come inside. She was't stupid. She knew. Everyone did.
But no one said a word.
And neither did he.
Daniel was quiet the majority of the day. People would often ask what was wrong with him, why the poor boy was silent. The reason had a name. Her name was Ti Moune.
She'd always be on his mind.
And in his heart.