No more Samba?
Author's note: in this story, this chapter will be a dream of Blu's, and in this story Rico, Rapper and Christina are alive. Just so you know in case any of you get confused. Enjoy.
It was a cold peaceful night in the city of Rio De Janeiro. In a tree hollow of the local Jungle, Blu the Macaw laid peacefully in his nest, smiling in his sleep. His wife Jewel was still awake, because of the cold weather.
"Man, why is it so cold?" Jewel said to herself. Jewel really needed warm. She scooted over to Blu and laid down on top of his dark feathered body and took both his wings and placed them over herself.
"That's better." Jewel said, closing her eyes and pressing her head on his neck.
"Ummmmm." Blu moaned peacefully in his sleep as he felt Jewel's warmth on him and pulled her a little closer. Blu was having a peacefully dream, about the one thing birds love the most.
Samba.
Blu's dream
A fantastic sunny day in the city of Rio De Janeiro. Deep in Rio's marketplaces was a small local samba club owned by Nico the singing canary, with his best friend Pedro a red crested-cardinal.
Meanwhile on top of a building nearby the Club, where an eagle known as Salvatore with a bunch of blue and yellow macaws behind him, who Johnny the snake used to own.
Every since he was executed, the gangsters didn't really have nothing to do, so they just took whatever job they had.
"So, why we here?" one of the gangsters asked.
"Well, I don't know about you but I hate samba music and that stupid club down there gives me a headache." Salvatore replied, not removing eye-contact from the Club. He turned back to the gangsters and ordered. "Follow me."
The gangsters obeyed and followed their new leader for the day.
Inside the Samba Club, Nico and Pedro were doing their usual routine: singing and dancing on the stage with their friends, who were dancing to the song. Blu dancing with Jewel. Rafael dancing with Eva. Rico with Christina. And Rey, Azul, Crystal and Jessica were dancing with four of Rafael's children (Carlos, Diego, Sofia and Maria).
Nico flew up into the air and called out to everyone at the Club. "Alright, everyone, listen up!"
The crowd turned their attention to Nico.
"Ok everyone now to-" Before Nico finished and few gangsters flew into the club and gently pushed everyone to the sides.
"What gives?!" Pedro whined. The gangster formed a line on each side like soldiers. Salvatore walked through the club past the gangsters. Salvatore smirked as he walked through the Club and examined the birds. Salvatore looked at Nico and formed a evil grin. "Well, well, Nico the samba canary."
"Salvatore?" Nico said, recognising the Eagle that had entered his/Pedro's Club. "What are you doing here?"
"Well, ya see, your music has been annoying me for a long while so, I'm afraid this place will be closing down." Salvatore replied.
"What?! you can't do that!" Jewel whined.
"Oh, ok. Let's put it like this: if you don't obey, I will personally do it myself." Salvatore explained. "I'll be back in a hour, all your stuff better be gone-boys let's go!"
Salvatore and his group of gangsters walked over to the Club entrance/exit.
Before the criminals despised, one of the gangsters was drinking by the bar. "That's a good drink." the gangster sighed.
Salvatore sighed as he walked over to him, and he raised his wing and slapped his head. "Go GO!"
"Sorry!" the gangster called, while quickly flying away.
When the eagle and his men had left the Club, Nico immediately turned to the crowd. "What are you gonna do. Nico?" one of the dancers asked.
Nico's face changed to a fearful one to a it's on face. "We're not gonna close down the club. I got a plan, listen up."
The following evening, Salvatore and his gangsters returned to the club, but saw it was still there, with every bird outside, which was not to Salvatores delight
Salvatore walked over and saw Nico and Pedro standing on the roof with all of their friends, with their wings crossed
"Didn't you hear what I said earlier?" Salvatore asked.
"Yeah, we heard you, and you're not gonna close down the club!" Pedro said, before putting his talon down like he was serious.
"And why should I not close down the club?" Salvatore asked.
"Because this." Nico cleared his throat. "listen up."
Nico flew up on the stage with the military macaw band playing the instruments as he began to sing while listening to the Samba in his heart.
Nico:
You could close down the forest or the christ redeemer statue,
and nobody would care.
But the heart and soul of Rio is
our maison-derriere.
Pedro comes in front of Nico, with instruments playing, in the background.
Pedro:
We're the fruit on the banana, and with a pretty girl named Brianna
We put the samba in Rio.
Rafael and Eva, flew down in front of the Gangsters.
Rafael:
We're the fun in your heart
Eva:
Like rolling down a hill in cart.
Nico and Pedro, walked around, back to back.
Nico and Pedro:
we're the birds that bring in the fun like getting hit with a burn from the sun.
One of the Gangsters spoke up, also singing.
Gangster: Our only major problems are we want to close this place with dobbins.
Nico:
Our music ain't so bad,
Nico and Pedro:
they seem to entertain your dad.
The Gangster looked to his side, where he could see another Blue and Yellow Macaw, but way older, which they assumed was his dad. Nico and Pedro flew in front of all the birds.
The sweetness in your mangos, the sugar taste in your tangos, we put the fun in Rio
Blu and Jewel, walked in front, with one wing over each other.
Blu and Jewel:
We remember our first visit,
Rico flew in front of Blu and Jewel.
Rico:
Oh god, did I miss it?
Another black Hawk, came in front of Rico, with her wings crossed, which was indeed his wife, Christina.
Christina:
Why, Ricardo, I had no idea.
Rico:
Come on now, you were working here.
Rapper and Lev, spun around the dance floor.
Rapper and Lev:
Without this place we had no fun since, the year April 2001
Jewel:
To shut them down now would be Cruel
Blu:
And without it I wouldn't have me beautiful wife Jeweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel
Nico and Pedro:
We're the feathers in your head.
Rafael:
Like the people not getting out of bed.
Nico and Pedro:
So don't close the club,
Gangsters:
we won't take the Club
Everyone:
Yes let's keep the club in Riooooooooooooooooooooo
As the song finished, all the gangsters were clapping their wings to the song. All except for Salvatore.
"That was great!", "Fantastic!", "I changed my mind!". All the gangster clapped and yelled in usion.
"So, whatta say, Salvatore?" Nico asked.
"...Ok, fine, the Samba Club can stay." Salvatore sighed.
"ALRIGHT!" everyone cheered, before Salvatore added something to his sentence.
"But just try and keep it down, okay?" Salvatore requested.
"We'll try." Nico smiled.
"Good. Come on you lot let's go." Salvatore ordered. The gangsters followed their leader away from the Club.
"Good job, Nico." Blu congratulated.
"Well, what can I say?" Nico shrugged.
"Now, let's get back to the fun!" Pedro joined in.
Everyone flew back into the Club and resumed their singing and dancing session. Though all of this may just be a dream, Blu had to admit, he was really enjoying it.
Author's note: The song is actually called spring in springfield from the simpsons. I just changed the lyrics so it was about the club instead.
Next chapter coming soon.