What If...?
Wedding Day
What if Satine never worked at the Moulin Rouge? What if they had met in another time, another place? What if their was no angry other man? What if Satine didn't have consumption? Would their love be perfect or would there still be hardships and struggles?
The orchestra began to play softly and every eye turned to the back of the church. Satine stepped through gracefully, elegantly, her arm slipped daintily through her father's. She smiled at everyone and nodded her head, thanking them for coming. Then she stared forward, tears came into her eyes and her smile became shaky but never did it leave her face. Christian gasped as he saw his beautiful bride enter. Everyday she looked beautiful but at the moment she looked more breathtaking than ever. She was wearing a long, white flowing dress with a tiara pinned into her hair. She was a princess, his princess. When Satine reached the front she let go of her father's arm and kissed him delicately on the cheek. She handed her bouquet of flowers to her sister and then turned to Christian. A smile was in his lips and she knew a smile was on hers too. 'Dearly beloved we are gathered here in the site of God....' The vicar began. Christian and Satine stared at each other and both were positive that they were just repeating the vicar, like a parrot because they kept on staring at each other. '...Do you take this woman to be your wife?' 'I do.' Christian said, taking Satine's hand and rubbing it. 'Do you take this man to be your husband?' 'I do.' 'Then, I now pronouce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.' He said to Christian. He didn't need telling twice. He took Satine's face in his hands and kissed her tenderly. A massive cheer erupted from the church and Satine burst out laughing. She pulled away, giggling. Christian held out his arm and together they led the procession down the church.
'Congratulations, Christian.' William, Satine's father shook his hand. 'Thanks, Mr Thorez.' 'Please, call me William.' Christian beamed at his father-in-law. Satine was the eldest in the four children, three girls and a boy. Satine was 22 and her brother, Joshua, was 19 with Kate following behind at 15. The baby of the family was Lilibet at 8. Satine's mother, Jill, had died during childbirth with Lilibet. Satine came over to her father and her new husband. Christian wrapped his arm around her and kissed her temple. 'How are my two favourite men?' 'Fine.' They answered in unison. William cleared his throat. 'Um, have you told Lilibet yet?' 'Not yet.' Satine sighed. 'I will today. Give me time.' Lilibet had never known her real mother and even though she knew Satine was her sister she treated Satine as her mother. When Satine had first shown up with Christian, Lilibet didn't like him and now, just as she was starting to like him, Christian would do something that would make her dislike him even more. 'Tell me what?' A hand tugged at Satine's dress. Lilibet, with her auburn curly hair and big green eyes, was looking up at the three of them. Satine's heart when out to her. 'Come with me, sweetie.' She held out her hand and Lilibet took it. Satine led her to a corner and knelt down to her level. 'Lilibet, you know that now me and Christian are married, I won't be living in the house anymore?' 'I know that but I will still see you everyday won't I?' 'Um, well, you see houses in London are very expensive and we can't afford it.' 'But..but..why can't Papa pay for the house?' 'Me and Christian don't want to be in debt to him. Christian feels it will be better for us to live by the sea. How about that? You could come and spend holidays with us... Honey?' Lilibet stormed off towards her father and Christian. For a few seconds she glared at Christian then she kicked him. Christian winced in pain and grabbed hold of his throbbing shin. Satine grabbed hold of Lilibet's wrist. 'Now, young lady, that was uncalled for!' Satine and Lilibet glared at each other for a moment before Lilibet burst into tears. Satine sat down and Lilibet sat on her lap. 'But, I don't want you to go!' She wailed. 'I know but... think about it like this. Every holiday, one weekend a month you can come and stay. There will be a bedroom, especially for you. You can help decorate it. No one will touch it.' 'You mean it?' 'I mean it. Also, you can go on the train by yourself!' Christian knelt down and whispered something in her ear. 'Christian was wondering if you would like to come down with us and help us move in.' 'Ok.' Lilibet answered in a small voice. She looked from Christian to Satine and then whispered something in Satine's ear. Satine burst out laughing. 'Well, that can just be something that we do together.' 'What's this?' Christian asked. 'She asked how could I marry a man who can't have a pillow fight!' 'Hey!' Christian said indignantly. 'When you babysat for me I beat you hands down.' 'I was letting you win.' Christian protested. Satine and Lilibet looked at each other and burst out laughing.
'Speech, speech!' Everyone called out as Joshua tapped his glass. 'Now, I know that the best man is supposed to make the speech but this ain't a real speech.' 'Never is with you!' Kate joked and everyone laughed. 'Satine, ever since Mother died you have been special in all our lives for different reasons. Giving us endless advice and just being there for us. But I think the thing we will remember you for is you musical talents. So, Satine, this is a tribute to you!' Everyone cheered and Satine blushed. Joshua, Kate and Lilibet struck poses.
If you change your mind, I'm the first in line Honey I'm still free Take a chance on me If you need me, let me know, gonna be around If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down.
Friday nights and the lights are low Looking out for a place to go Where they play the right music, getting in the swing You come in to look for a king Anybody could be that guy Night is young and the music's high With a bit of rock music, everything's fine You're in the mood for a dance And when you get the chance... You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen Dancing queen, feel the beat on the tambourine You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life, See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen.
So I say thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing Thanks for all the joy they're bringing Who could live without it, I ask in all honesty What would life be? Without a song or dance what are we? So I say thank you for the music for giving it to me.
So I say thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing Thanks for all the joy they're bringing Who could live without it, I ask in all honesty What would life be? Without a song or dance what are we? So I thank Satine for the music for giving it to me!'
Satine's eyes were filled with tears and when they finished she ran to her siblings and enveloped them in her arms. 'Thank you so much! What am I going to do without you guys?' 'Get a lot of peace probably.' Kate retorted. The other two looked at her indignantly. 'Darling?' Christian came up behind her and touched her gently on the shoulder. 'It's time to go.' Satine gave each one a special hug. 'See you in a week.' 'Bye!' They called, waving along with the rest of the guests as the two newly weds made their way out of the hall and to their honeymoon.
What if Satine never worked at the Moulin Rouge? What if they had met in another time, another place? What if their was no angry other man? What if Satine didn't have consumption? Would their love be perfect or would there still be hardships and struggles?
The orchestra began to play softly and every eye turned to the back of the church. Satine stepped through gracefully, elegantly, her arm slipped daintily through her father's. She smiled at everyone and nodded her head, thanking them for coming. Then she stared forward, tears came into her eyes and her smile became shaky but never did it leave her face. Christian gasped as he saw his beautiful bride enter. Everyday she looked beautiful but at the moment she looked more breathtaking than ever. She was wearing a long, white flowing dress with a tiara pinned into her hair. She was a princess, his princess. When Satine reached the front she let go of her father's arm and kissed him delicately on the cheek. She handed her bouquet of flowers to her sister and then turned to Christian. A smile was in his lips and she knew a smile was on hers too. 'Dearly beloved we are gathered here in the site of God....' The vicar began. Christian and Satine stared at each other and both were positive that they were just repeating the vicar, like a parrot because they kept on staring at each other. '...Do you take this woman to be your wife?' 'I do.' Christian said, taking Satine's hand and rubbing it. 'Do you take this man to be your husband?' 'I do.' 'Then, I now pronouce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.' He said to Christian. He didn't need telling twice. He took Satine's face in his hands and kissed her tenderly. A massive cheer erupted from the church and Satine burst out laughing. She pulled away, giggling. Christian held out his arm and together they led the procession down the church.
'Congratulations, Christian.' William, Satine's father shook his hand. 'Thanks, Mr Thorez.' 'Please, call me William.' Christian beamed at his father-in-law. Satine was the eldest in the four children, three girls and a boy. Satine was 22 and her brother, Joshua, was 19 with Kate following behind at 15. The baby of the family was Lilibet at 8. Satine's mother, Jill, had died during childbirth with Lilibet. Satine came over to her father and her new husband. Christian wrapped his arm around her and kissed her temple. 'How are my two favourite men?' 'Fine.' They answered in unison. William cleared his throat. 'Um, have you told Lilibet yet?' 'Not yet.' Satine sighed. 'I will today. Give me time.' Lilibet had never known her real mother and even though she knew Satine was her sister she treated Satine as her mother. When Satine had first shown up with Christian, Lilibet didn't like him and now, just as she was starting to like him, Christian would do something that would make her dislike him even more. 'Tell me what?' A hand tugged at Satine's dress. Lilibet, with her auburn curly hair and big green eyes, was looking up at the three of them. Satine's heart when out to her. 'Come with me, sweetie.' She held out her hand and Lilibet took it. Satine led her to a corner and knelt down to her level. 'Lilibet, you know that now me and Christian are married, I won't be living in the house anymore?' 'I know that but I will still see you everyday won't I?' 'Um, well, you see houses in London are very expensive and we can't afford it.' 'But..but..why can't Papa pay for the house?' 'Me and Christian don't want to be in debt to him. Christian feels it will be better for us to live by the sea. How about that? You could come and spend holidays with us... Honey?' Lilibet stormed off towards her father and Christian. For a few seconds she glared at Christian then she kicked him. Christian winced in pain and grabbed hold of his throbbing shin. Satine grabbed hold of Lilibet's wrist. 'Now, young lady, that was uncalled for!' Satine and Lilibet glared at each other for a moment before Lilibet burst into tears. Satine sat down and Lilibet sat on her lap. 'But, I don't want you to go!' She wailed. 'I know but... think about it like this. Every holiday, one weekend a month you can come and stay. There will be a bedroom, especially for you. You can help decorate it. No one will touch it.' 'You mean it?' 'I mean it. Also, you can go on the train by yourself!' Christian knelt down and whispered something in her ear. 'Christian was wondering if you would like to come down with us and help us move in.' 'Ok.' Lilibet answered in a small voice. She looked from Christian to Satine and then whispered something in Satine's ear. Satine burst out laughing. 'Well, that can just be something that we do together.' 'What's this?' Christian asked. 'She asked how could I marry a man who can't have a pillow fight!' 'Hey!' Christian said indignantly. 'When you babysat for me I beat you hands down.' 'I was letting you win.' Christian protested. Satine and Lilibet looked at each other and burst out laughing.
'Speech, speech!' Everyone called out as Joshua tapped his glass. 'Now, I know that the best man is supposed to make the speech but this ain't a real speech.' 'Never is with you!' Kate joked and everyone laughed. 'Satine, ever since Mother died you have been special in all our lives for different reasons. Giving us endless advice and just being there for us. But I think the thing we will remember you for is you musical talents. So, Satine, this is a tribute to you!' Everyone cheered and Satine blushed. Joshua, Kate and Lilibet struck poses.
If you change your mind, I'm the first in line Honey I'm still free Take a chance on me If you need me, let me know, gonna be around If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down.
Friday nights and the lights are low Looking out for a place to go Where they play the right music, getting in the swing You come in to look for a king Anybody could be that guy Night is young and the music's high With a bit of rock music, everything's fine You're in the mood for a dance And when you get the chance... You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen Dancing queen, feel the beat on the tambourine You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life, See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen.
So I say thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing Thanks for all the joy they're bringing Who could live without it, I ask in all honesty What would life be? Without a song or dance what are we? So I say thank you for the music for giving it to me.
So I say thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing Thanks for all the joy they're bringing Who could live without it, I ask in all honesty What would life be? Without a song or dance what are we? So I thank Satine for the music for giving it to me!'
Satine's eyes were filled with tears and when they finished she ran to her siblings and enveloped them in her arms. 'Thank you so much! What am I going to do without you guys?' 'Get a lot of peace probably.' Kate retorted. The other two looked at her indignantly. 'Darling?' Christian came up behind her and touched her gently on the shoulder. 'It's time to go.' Satine gave each one a special hug. 'See you in a week.' 'Bye!' They called, waving along with the rest of the guests as the two newly weds made their way out of the hall and to their honeymoon.