Disclaimer: I don't own Christian, Satine, Toulouse, etc. but I do own Ben
and Rachael
Author's note: forgive my spelling and I can't do Toulouse's lisp (sorry)
Benjamin Coupmount climbed out of the train. Paris. He had made it. He was here. It was 1899 and Ben had come to be a part of the Bohemian revolution. He had come to write or act or sing or whatever he was needed for.
Two years ago, Ben had become friends with an Argentinean. He never knew his name, but knew he suffered from Narcolepsy and lived in Montmartre. That was where Ben was headed. He was curious to check out the Moulin Rouge, the local nightclub in Montmartre. The Argentinean had told him many things of Harold Zidler and his Diamond Dogs.
"But first things first," thought Ben to himself. "Let's try to find the Argentinean. Ben was lucky. A few hours later, he was in the Argentineans room. Ben had met Toulouse, Satie, the doctor, and Audrey who were all working on a show for the Moulin Rouge called Spectacular Spectacular. This would be staring the Sparkling Diamond of the Moulin Rouge, Satine.
As soon as Ben had been introduced, Toulouse offered him a glass of absinthe.
"Absinthe? I've never tried it before," said Ben.
"Well, there's a first time for everything!" said Toulouse.
That was the first of many times Ben would be corrupted here. He started to see things differently. The Bohemians would not yet take him to the Moulin Rouge. They feared he wasn't quite ready for it yet although he tried to tell them otherwise.
About a month or so after Ben's arrival, came Christian, the writer. He believed in the Bohemian ideas: truth, beauty, freedom, and above all things, love. He, like Ben, was a true Bohemian at heart. Ben and Christian had immediately become good friends. Since Audrey had quit writing the show, Toulouse decided to take them all to the Moulin Rouge to get Satine to insist to Zidler that Christian write Spectacular Spectacular. But first, Christian had to have his first glass of absinthe.
"The hills are alive, with the sound of music!" sang the Green Fairy. And they were off to the Moulin Rouge.
The Can-Can! So many girls! Ben couldn't believe it. The Moulin Rouge was definitely the place to be.
Ben couldn't help but notice one Diamond Dog watching their table intently. She was dressed as a fairy (not a green one), and looking quite beautiful.
"Toulouse, who is that?" asked Ben, pointing to the girl. But at the same time, something else had happened.
"It's her, the Sparkling Diamond!" Toulouse whispered.
"Wha…?" Ben was confused. That couldn't be…Oh! Toulouse thought he meant Satine, the girl on the trapeze!
She began to sing a song, losing all men's minds. They all watched Satine. Except Ben. He concentrated on the girl. He wanted to know who she was.
She kept moving around the room during Satine's song. At some points she went behind a group of men and couldn't be seen. At one point, Ben looked over at Christian and saw he couldn't take his eyes off of Satine.
As her song ended, she came up to their table and Christian.
"I believe you were expecting me," she told him.
"Yes, yes," said Christian, breathlessly.
Wait! There was the girl! She was coming closer now. Ten feet away, then five.
Satine dragged Christian away and they began to dance. Ben started to watch them.
Then, the girl was right in front of him, blocking his view.
"Would you like to dance?" she asked innocently, with a hint of something devilish behind it.
"I don't know. I can't really dance," Ben responded.
"Of course he does!" said Toulouse, winking at the girl. So she dragged Ben out onto the dance floor.
"Who are you?" Ben asked her, while dancing, quite naughtily.
"I'm a Diamond Dog, a courtesan," she responded.
"What's your name?"
"The Fairy."
"No, not your costume name, your real name!"
"Why do you need to know?"
"Why not? And are you always this difficult?"
She nodded and said, "My name is Rachael, Rachael Chapet." She smiled at him and his heart melted. "Oh god, no," he thought, "I can't fall in love with a woman who sells herself. No, no, no, no, no." But was it too late?
Author's note: forgive my spelling and I can't do Toulouse's lisp (sorry)
Benjamin Coupmount climbed out of the train. Paris. He had made it. He was here. It was 1899 and Ben had come to be a part of the Bohemian revolution. He had come to write or act or sing or whatever he was needed for.
Two years ago, Ben had become friends with an Argentinean. He never knew his name, but knew he suffered from Narcolepsy and lived in Montmartre. That was where Ben was headed. He was curious to check out the Moulin Rouge, the local nightclub in Montmartre. The Argentinean had told him many things of Harold Zidler and his Diamond Dogs.
"But first things first," thought Ben to himself. "Let's try to find the Argentinean. Ben was lucky. A few hours later, he was in the Argentineans room. Ben had met Toulouse, Satie, the doctor, and Audrey who were all working on a show for the Moulin Rouge called Spectacular Spectacular. This would be staring the Sparkling Diamond of the Moulin Rouge, Satine.
As soon as Ben had been introduced, Toulouse offered him a glass of absinthe.
"Absinthe? I've never tried it before," said Ben.
"Well, there's a first time for everything!" said Toulouse.
That was the first of many times Ben would be corrupted here. He started to see things differently. The Bohemians would not yet take him to the Moulin Rouge. They feared he wasn't quite ready for it yet although he tried to tell them otherwise.
About a month or so after Ben's arrival, came Christian, the writer. He believed in the Bohemian ideas: truth, beauty, freedom, and above all things, love. He, like Ben, was a true Bohemian at heart. Ben and Christian had immediately become good friends. Since Audrey had quit writing the show, Toulouse decided to take them all to the Moulin Rouge to get Satine to insist to Zidler that Christian write Spectacular Spectacular. But first, Christian had to have his first glass of absinthe.
"The hills are alive, with the sound of music!" sang the Green Fairy. And they were off to the Moulin Rouge.
The Can-Can! So many girls! Ben couldn't believe it. The Moulin Rouge was definitely the place to be.
Ben couldn't help but notice one Diamond Dog watching their table intently. She was dressed as a fairy (not a green one), and looking quite beautiful.
"Toulouse, who is that?" asked Ben, pointing to the girl. But at the same time, something else had happened.
"It's her, the Sparkling Diamond!" Toulouse whispered.
"Wha…?" Ben was confused. That couldn't be…Oh! Toulouse thought he meant Satine, the girl on the trapeze!
She began to sing a song, losing all men's minds. They all watched Satine. Except Ben. He concentrated on the girl. He wanted to know who she was.
She kept moving around the room during Satine's song. At some points she went behind a group of men and couldn't be seen. At one point, Ben looked over at Christian and saw he couldn't take his eyes off of Satine.
As her song ended, she came up to their table and Christian.
"I believe you were expecting me," she told him.
"Yes, yes," said Christian, breathlessly.
Wait! There was the girl! She was coming closer now. Ten feet away, then five.
Satine dragged Christian away and they began to dance. Ben started to watch them.
Then, the girl was right in front of him, blocking his view.
"Would you like to dance?" she asked innocently, with a hint of something devilish behind it.
"I don't know. I can't really dance," Ben responded.
"Of course he does!" said Toulouse, winking at the girl. So she dragged Ben out onto the dance floor.
"Who are you?" Ben asked her, while dancing, quite naughtily.
"I'm a Diamond Dog, a courtesan," she responded.
"What's your name?"
"The Fairy."
"No, not your costume name, your real name!"
"Why do you need to know?"
"Why not? And are you always this difficult?"
She nodded and said, "My name is Rachael, Rachael Chapet." She smiled at him and his heart melted. "Oh god, no," he thought, "I can't fall in love with a woman who sells herself. No, no, no, no, no." But was it too late?