"That's the first time I've ever completed the thirty two fouettes without falling or travelling round in a circle!"
"Are you auditioning for the Swan Lake show next month?"
"Shit- have any of you seen my ballet bag?"
The endless chatter of the Natriente Ballet School's students went on and on and on, words bouncing off the white walls of the studio's dressing room. A six hour ballet class had finally drawn to a close, and the girls were eager to discuss the exciting news that the end of the class had brought.
Their new principal was starting a show. Traditional Swan Lake, and every girl in the class was invited to audition, with a piece of their own creation. Technique, artistry, and individuality- that was a basic summary of what was dwelling on the girls' minds. Which was probably the main reason why half of them were still in their ballet wear, as opposed to the casual clothes they always changed into after class.
A light skinned, black haired girl sat on one of the benches, half talking to her blonde friend, half focused on getting her stuff ready to return home. Pulling off the white uniform dance shoes, the girl stuffed them into her bag, disregarding the fact that they bent and snagged on the frail material. Her friend tutted in disapproval.
"You need to be more careful, 'Rumps!" She scoffed, taking her friend's bag and rearranging it so it would be more practical. The other girl rolled her eyes.
"I've told you- DON'T call me 'Rumps. Its Jozelle or nothing," 'Jozelle' replied. Her name was indeed Rumpleteazer, but the bullying that was sure to come from the peculiar name had been prevented, with one simple move. She had to change her name. And change it Rumpleteazer did. Her friend was the only one who knew about her original birth name.
"At least you've got a normal, placid name, Victoria," 'Teazer replied, grumbling. As well as the beautiful name and sweet, innocent personality, Victoria was one of the best dancers in the company.
Their conversation was interrupted when the door swung open, and Madame LeMonte, the teacher, walked into the room. "Okay, ladeez, I vish to sign up ze girls for ze ballet audishions! Who 'ere eez eenterested in attendink?"
'Teazer grinned, pulling her grey jumper over her head. "Put mah name down on ze leest," She replied, chin high in the air.
Her statement was mirrored by the other girls residing in the room, accompanied with a few giggles and hushed whispers. Victria stood up, slinging her bags over her shoulder, soon followed by 'Teazer.
"You off home?" Vicky enquired of her friend. 'Teazer nodded, mirroring the blonde's action of rising to her feet.
"Yeah- gonna go home and watch BBT. Then I might have a quick sng with my lover!" Teazer giggled. Victoria's response was a mere lift of the eyebrows, as she adjusted her bag to a more comfortable position. The two walked out of the room, out of the studio, onto the street.
"Since when do you have a boyfriend? What happened to dance being the only thing in your lie?" Victoria asked, laughing lightly. 'Teazer grinned.
"I was pulling your leg. Bazinga." Her friend replied.
The two linked arms, chuckled, and set off on the long walk home. Little did they know, the two were being watched, by a black and silver tabby tom. His name was Munkustrap.
"Sooo, who are you auditioning for? What part?" Teazer asked a few blocks later, once again bringing up the subject of their dance auditions. "You could easily be Odette and Odile!" She encouraged her friend. Victoria shrugged.
"How can I be two people?"
"You idiot- Odette and Odile are identical twins! They're played by the same person," Teazer reprimanded her friend, swattting her. Vicky stuck her tongue out.
"Well ex-cuh-use me!"
Many streets away, the silver and black tabby was dwelling on his recent observations on top of a trash pile. He was absolutely certain that the two girls' names were Victoria and Rumpleteazer- but he couldn't be sure. Where was the proof? All he had was a name.. And information about their hobby. The last two girls he had found were of similar names, but turned out to be accountants and shop keepers. They had no clue about the Jellicle tribe.
Many moons ago, three kittens had been playing by the Great Tire, begging the tom of the trio to perform a few of his newly acquired magic. The tom kitten giggled and clapped his paws- and the two queen kits were gone. The magic had gone beyond the tuxedo tom's control- and Rumpleteazer and Victoria were gone. Just like that.
That left just one question in Munkustrap's mind. Were these two human ballet dancers the long lost members of the Jellicle tribe?
A?N: WHEW! This one is inspired by Step Up 4 Miami Heat.. All wll become clear! Ten points if any of you notice the Big Bang Theory reference! Please, please, please review? I know its not that long, but I have Step Up 4 open in another window, and I just want to get back to it!
-MoonlightMasquerading