Francœurxoc Francœur the flea is starting to feel left out with his new found friends. Raoul and Lucille, Maud and Emile. They don't seem to have enough time for him anymore. Even Charles the monkey has to do his job. But when Lucille's niece (also a singer and lover of the arts) comes to visit from America, something in the giant flea begins to bubble. The girl ends up falling for him without knowing he's a flea. How will she take it, and how will Francœur take it when she's being wooed by another? Let's say a few months after the movie.
There's going to be heat in Paris today! Ever since the flood the sky has seemingly run out of water. We are in the middle of a drought! Let us hope this doesn't last long!
The famous singer from America has been on tour for a year now and is finally coming home. She says that she needs to be with family and relax, and were else to find a gent to wed" add her parents. Seems we'll be seeing her at the Rare Bird very soon.
Dressing room laughter.
"Eeee!" came a loud screech from Lucille's dressing room everyone came rushing in. including Francœur who had been in his own dressing room. (He'd gotten that when he was put on the posters).
"Whoa hey yah!" Raoul cried as he burst into the room, "who do you need me to fight off milady!"
The rest (including her aunt Carlotta) came in quickly afterward.
Lucille laughed at her boyfriend's reaction, "no! I'm fine I just got a letter, saying that my niece will be coming to Paris soon! Isn't that wonderful Aunt Carlotta?"
"Oh!" Carlotta exclaimed remembering the sweet girl that always had her nose in a book, "sweet little Jana-belle!"
"Yes!" Lucille was now up and dancing around her aunt, "but she's not so little anymore Aunt Carlotta! Look!" she handed her aunt a picture of her niece that had come with the letter.
"Oh my goodness she's practically a lady now!" Carlotta exclaimed.
"I know! It's been ten years since she moved to New York!" Lucille said showing the picture around to her friends, who ooed and awed over the lovely picture.
"She even preforms as well. Remember when she said she wanted to be just like me when she grew up?"
"Oh yes I do!"
"She's been touring all over the U.S.!"
"No! Shy little Jana-belle! Never!"
"Oh but it's true! She sings, she dances! She even plays a wide variety of instruments!"
"Oh my, that girl has been busy!" Carlotta laughed.
Lucille laughed to.
Francœur was the last to get the picture, having listened to all of this he finally got to look at this creature his friends were talking about.
He held the picture in his three fingered hand.
The girl in the photo was on a bench on a stone walkway with a short stone bridge behind her, to her right was the edge of a city, and on her left was the statue of liberty. The girl herself was wearing her light colored hair in a loose bun, her dark colored eyes shined even in the picture. She had a smile and a book on her lap, her dress was settled just right around her lean form. She was just so very beautiful! He couldn't say it in words how beautiful she looked to him. He gulped and blushed (if fleas can do such a thing) at his suddenly bubbling feeling.
"Oh when is she coming!" came the cry of Aunt Carlotta snapping Francœur out of his thoughts.
"In two weeks!" Lucille said entwining her fingers with her aunt's.
"Oh not nearly enough time to get this place ready for her arrival! Oh but too long to wait!" Carlotta said rushing out of the room to do who knows what.
Emile caught sight of Francœur swooning at the picture again, he let out a soft laugh only caught by his girlfriend, Maud, beside him.
"What's so funny?" she whispered looking strangely at the dancing couple that was Lucille and Raoul.
"Look at Francœur, I think he's in love!" Emile laughed a bit louder.
Maud giggled into her hand, "I hope he knows it's just a picture."
"What?" Raoul had stopped the silly dance he was doing, curious as to see what his friend was laughing about.
"Look!" Emile pointed to the giant flea, who was cooing at the picture now.
Raoul burst into laughter so loudly it startled the oversized flea, making him nearly drop the picture.
"Raoul!" came the stern voice of his girlfriend, Lucille, "it is not nice to laugh at someone else's affections!" her French accent wary.
Raoul rolled his eyes, "I didn't mean anything by it princess," he replied coyly.
Lucille crossed her arms.
"Aw come on don't give me those eyes," Raoul got closer to Lucille who remained fixed in that position.
He finally got close enough to touch her when he begin to tickle her.
Lucille was so surprised she yelped. She laughed and ran from him, this time Raoul chased her.
Francœur looked up just long enough to let out a small laugh as his two friends chased each other around the room.
They finally grew tired and plopped down on the couch beside Francœur.
"So buddy," Raoul began, "what's this I hear about you being in love?"
Francœur blushed deeply and looked back at the picture of the beautiful girl, and if even possible his already very purple face became even purpler. He quickly handed the picture back to Lucille and looked away trying desperately to hide the absence color.
Feeling sorry for Francœur, having sudden unwanted attention on him, tried comforting him, "it's alright, Francœur, it's nothing to be ashamed of," Lucille smiled, "my niece is a very nice girl, and I'm sure she'd take a quick liking to you!"
Francœur turned back to Lucille with a small hopeful smile on his blue face.
Lucille nodded reassuringly, but unfortunately the moment was short lived.
"But seriously buddy, love ain't easy," the famous last words of none other than good old Raoul.
Francœur suddenly became nervous once again.
"Nonsense!" Lucille declared.
"Nonsense to that!" Raoul countered.
Everyone looked at him strangely.
"Hey it makes sense to me, and that's all that should matter," he defended reclining back slightly.
"Not unless you want others to understand," Lucille chuckled, "but in all seriousness, just act yourself when she arrives," Lucille said this as she handed the photo of her niece back to Francœur who hesitantly took it. Then she got up.
Raoul stood up with her, "but you know, not a giant flea."
"Raoul!" Lucille scolded, and smacked his arm.
"What!?" Raoul said playfully as he exited the room with Lucille's arm in his.
The couple bid Francœur adieu and were off.
Emile and Maud right behind them, "have a good night, Francœur," Emile tipped his bowlers hat and held his arm out to Maud, "see you Francœur," Maud said her dues and took his arm and they two left.
Charles when quickly after being almost late for helping the Professor with some experiments.
There they go again, Francœur thought, off to places unknown without him.
They'd been doing that a lot lately, leaving him alone. He felt left out. And then leaving him in such a state, it was almost rude!
And what had they been talking about? This love? What was it? Did they think he had it? Perhaps that was why they'd left him.
Well whatever this love thing was, if this creature from the picture was coming, he bet that he would find out soon enough.