London, summer, 1928
"Where will you go next Severus?"
The young man shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know." He was sitting on the lap of another man; both of them were quite naked.
The other nodded. "Maybe we'll run into each other again someday?" He smiled gently and kissed his lover on the shoulder, before he got up and left, leaving Severus alone in his room.
Berlin, spring, 1930
"Wilkommen! Bienvenue! Welcome to: The Pink Star. I am Victor and your host for the night. Before we introduce the girls and boys, we have a few pieces of information." Victor frown slightly as the crowd frowned. "Please." He pouted and stepped down from the stage and sat down on one of the men's knee.
Most of the customers were rich and the regular crowd. But each night you saw a few new faces, therefore the information was necessary.
"You don't want tonight's information?" He asked softly, taking off the man's high hat.
The man nodded and put his arms around Victor's waist. "Sure."
Victor smiled and gave the man a soft kiss. "Good boy." He winked and got up back on the stage. "Let's finish this." He looked out over the crowd. "Who's new tonight?" A few reached up their hands. Victor smiled wider. "Well boys, as you can see, there're four pieces of paper like material on the table where you are sitting, one for each of you." He licked his lips. "Through these papers the girls and boys can write you small messages. But do yourself a favour and change the colour of the paper, Pink if you're only interested in messages from the girls. Blue, if only interested in messages from the Boy, but leave it blank, if you're open to anything."
The crowd cheered.
"Let's see the girls and boys!
Rosie!"
A young girl dressed in a red corset walked in. Her hair was as black as her shoe and her eyes dark blue. She wore long black stockings with laces.
"Fritzie!"
A Chocolate brown girl walked into the stage, dressed in the same kind of outfit as Rosie's, only Fritzie's were all white.
"Frenchie!"
Frenchie almost ran into the stage, her outfit had the colours of 'Le Drapeau Tricolore.'
"Texas!"
Texas was dressed in light brown leather and had a gun at her hip.
All the girls were standing challengingly at the stage. Winking and flirting at the men.
"That was our girls. Aren't they pretty?"
The audience agreed.
"But we have another! She comes here along with Max. And here they come
Sally and Max! Pay for one, get them both!"
The couple walked into the dancing, their fingers mingled together. Max was wearing a pair of black pants with lace in the front and a blue butterfly, matching the colours of Sally's outfit.
"And last but not least!
Bobby and Severus!"
The two younger boys walked in from each side of the stage. Severus sat down on one knee, looking out, searching for blue or white papers. He wriggled his shoulders to the rhythm of the music.
"Now we need to thank our boss: the owner of this magnificent club!
Sir Emcee Ludwig!"
The spotlight disappeared from Victor and the girls and boys and went to a seat at the balcony. Here sat a middle-aged man. He got up and raised his glass against the audience and then to the girls and boys on the stage. He nodded and sat down again as the light went back to the stage.
"Wilkommen! Bienvenue! Welcome! Nous rencontrerons encore! Wir werden uns wieder treffen! We'll see you again! For now, Good Bye from: Rosie, Fritzie, Frenchie, Texas, Sally, and Max, Bobby, Severus and Me!"
They all ran out the back.