Well, I've read a couple songfics and I think they're quite cute. So, I made one using the song "Pillow Talk" by Doris Day. Enjoy!
I know...it's not very good.
Pillow talk, pillow talk
Another night of hearing myself talk, talk, talk, talk…..
Audrey emerged from her small bathroom. She was wearing a short, soft mint-green peignoir. A matching sleep-mask was on her forehead, and her makeup was washed off. This made her black eye stand out even more.
She lay down on her bed, and grabbed her small toy dog. She held it tightly against her chest.
"Oh, Dots," Audrey told the dog, "am I ever gonna find a man who doesn't beat me up every time I say something?"
Wonder how it would be
To have someone to pillow talk with me
I wonder how
I wonder who
The toy just stared at her with its plastic eyes.
"I mean, Orin just….he…I don't know…when we're in public, he's sweet, but when we're alone…."
She uttered a small cry.
"I need to break up with him….but he'll kill me!"
Audrey was silent for a few minutes.
Pillow talk, pillow talk
Another night of being alone with pillow talk
When it's all said and done
Two heads together can be better than one
"And the girls…they keep telling me to leave him. But I'm so afraid! And can't they see it's getting on my nerves? They don't have to tell me every time I see them."
That's what they say
They always say
Why am I talking to a toy dog….and not with an abuse counselor? she thought.
All I do is talk to my pillow,
Talk to my pillow
Talk to my pillow
All I do is talk to my pillow
And then she thought about her day at work.
She noticed how Seymour saw her black eye, but pretended not to by asking if it was new makeup.
"Does he really care about me?"
Audrey thought about how nervous Seymour was around her, and yet how sweet he was.
"Am I that way around him, too?" she asked the toy dog.
It was a definite yes.
She smiled. "Seymour's so….cute! His eyes are so soft…when I look into them, I feel like he maybe does care."
And then she imagined herself having a family with Seymour.
"Well, I do get butterflies every time I see him…"
Talk about the boy I'm gonna marry
Someday, somehow, some way, some time
But how will I get rid of Orin?
Audrey pondered that thought for a bit. Gee, I'll have to think of something before he kills me...
Pillow talk, pillow talk
Another night of getting my fill of pillow talk
Audrey hugged her toy dog and smiled.
My pillow and I both agree
There must be a boy
Must be a pillow
Must be a pillow talkin' boy for me
"I'll try extra hard to get Seymour's attention tomorrow!" she said.
I hope I'm right
I'd better be right
She beamed another smile, which made her pink room seem brighter.
Oh, there must be a pillow talkin' boy for me
"I really think he likes me, Dots," she happily told her dog, "and I like him back! A lot! He has to love me, actually, because he named that plant after me!" She let out a small squeal of joy.
There must be a boy
There must be a boy
There must be a boy
There must be a boy!
Audrey giggled and turned out her light.
THERE MUST!