Hello world!
This is IcedFireFrenzy, and I'm rewriting my songfic 'Songs Within.' I removed it because it was violating the rules. I will do songs from the public domain from now on, but I'll do my best to make them exciting! Anyway, I'll be doing the son'Scarborough Fair' in a mediaeval AU. This will mostly focus on Stan, Wendy, and Kenny.
This is also more of a lyric video during the song, though we will see some actual interaction between Stan, Wendy, and Kenny. I also apologize in advance if my Icelandic is bad; I am just learning!
I don't own anything but the idea, but if I did, I would be soooo happy.
Enjoy and Live Long & Prosper!
Scarborough Fair
August 29, 1296
My Dearest Wendy,
I have loved you so for many years, and I hope you have felt the same. I know that we have not had the keenest history, but deep down in the depths of my heart, I have kept you cherished. I cherish you more than the blossoms cherish the Sun. You are my everything, but before I can accept you, I have... a few tasks for you to do. They are very difficult to do, but I'm sure you have such ability, for you are wise beyond your age and your gender. I hope we could possibly meet at Scarborough Fair, for I am a merchant, and such as a festival is great for my profession.
With greatest love,
Stanley Marsh.
As the music begins, we see Stanley leaving his letter on the door of his friend, Kenneth McCormick, who reads the note that came with the letter.
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme.
Remember me to one who lives there.
For she once was a true love of mine.
Kenneth is rather perplexed, unsure of what to do with the note. He continues to read the note, though he decides to put away the letter to Wendy until he can give to her.
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt,
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme.
Without no seams nor needlework,
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
As the scene progresses, we move down the paper to another mantra, the words flowing with the melody.
Tell her to wash it in yonder well,
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme;
Where never spring water or rain ever fell,
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
Tell her to dry it on yonder thorn,
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme;
Which never bore blossom since Adam was born,
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
Now he has asked me questions three,
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme;
I hope he'll answer as many for me
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme;
Remember me to one who lives there,
That she once was a true love of mine.
The music fades as Kenneth finishes the letter. His face shows his shock and does not attempt to mask it. He could not speak, but luckily for Stanley, he was also going to Scarborough Fair to buy and trade. He walks to Wendy's simple cottage and slips the letter and other note under her door. He tries to walk away, but she is swift to answer the door.
"Kenneth," she asked quietly.
"Hello Wendy," he said sheepishly. "How have you been?" he asks as he kisses her hand.
"Fine, I suppose. Why did you slip this under my door?"
"They are from Stan, Wendy. He wants you to read them."
"Amazing. He remembers that I can read. Come now Kenneth, I can't leave a guest outside," she suggested to him. He ended up sitting on her cushioned chair, something that most didn't always have when he went to others' places.
Within another hour, Wendy has written up something for Stanley. Kenny takes the letter and a separate note for her to give to the former male. He returns home within a short amount of time and begins to read the note to himself. As he reads the note, the music begins again and the lyrics are sung aloud.
Tell him to buy me an acre of land,
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme;
Between the salt water and the sea sand,
Then he'll be a true love of mine.
Tell him to plough it with a ram's horn,
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme;
And sow it all over with one pepper corn,
And he'll be a true love of mine.
Tell him to sheer't with a sickle of leather,
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme;
And bind it up with a peacock feather.
And he'll be a true love of mine.
Tell him to thrash it on yonder wall,
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme,
And never let one corn of it fall,
Then he'll be a true love of mine.
When he has done and finished his work.
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme:
Oh, tell him to come and he'll have his shirt,
Then, he'll be a true love of mine.
The scene throughout the singing is on the paper from the perspective of Kenny's eyes moving from left to right, reading the arbitrary tasks. He shakes his head in disbelief once the music ends and the perspective changes, wondering how such a couple could fall to... this. He chose to walk to Stanley's and slip the note and letter under his door, this time running away to avoid awkward conversation.
September 2, 1296
The sound of lutes play in the background of this large fair, attracting merchants from Europe. Stanley was met by a friendly Icelandic man, who was very worn down from travel.
"Halló, herra! Hvað segir þú?" the kind man asked.
"Allt gott. Hvað segir þú?" Stanley replied, his Icelandic rather shaky.
"Allt gott. Hvað heitir þú?"
"Stanley Marsh. Og þú?"
"Leifr Jonsson."
"Gaman að kynnast þér, Leifr."
"Þú líka, Stanley," Leifr said happily.
"Leifr, Ég verð að fara núna."
"Allt í lagi, Stanley. Vertu blessaður!"
"Vertu blessaður og gangi þér vel," Stanley said back to Leifr, happy to meet someone friendly.
In the middle of the fair, he sees Wendy sitting on a bench, holding a gift. He walks up to her and sits to her.
"Hey, Wendy," Stan says plainly, his voice monotone and his face devoid of emotion.
"Hello Stanley," she says, her voice the same tone as the former's. "I have your shirt, meeting all of your conditions. I want my requests fulfilled. Then you can be my true love."
"I already have that acre of land from my mother and father and the ram has been sheared, though that was extremely difficult. I'm already half way there," he purred.
"Well then, once my wishes are met, we can truly love once more, I can hope."
"I hope so too, Wendy."
For the rest of the day, they explored the fair, buying and trading any items. Within a week, their love was rekindled, though their relationship moved slowly.