Hey, decided because I have 5 story alerts and 2 favorites I will update for you guys before I leave for a one day vacation. So yeah, I found out this is going to be about 19, 20 chapters. I really enjoyed writing the first chapter was fun to write, but now I have the real part 2 on youtube to watch when writing so yeah. Here we go.
Disclaimer- I do not own glee or the movie Anastasia.
10 years later
It was as sunny as it gets one day in St. Petersburg. Every one working or running around the streets. The only thing that got them through the day was rumors.
St .Petersburg is gloomy!
St. Petersburg is bleak!
My underwear got frozen standing here all week!
Oh since the revolution our lives have been so gray!
Thank goodness for the gossip that gets us through the day!
Hey!
Have you heard there's a rumor in St. Petersburg?
Have you heard what they're saying on the street?
Although the Czar didn't survive,
One son may be still alive
The prince Kurt!
But please do not repeat!
Yes that was the number one rumor now, the prince Kurt. Ever since he went missing that one night and was never confirmed dead people started to thing he was alive and out there somewhere. As the rumors were being spared, a middle aged man in an orange and blue pants with a red jacket pushed through the crowd trying to get to the black market. He finally made it to the secret entrance and slipped in.
It's a rumor,
A legend,
A mystery!
Something whispered in an alleyway
Or through a crack!
It's a rumor
That's part of our history.
They say her royal Granma
Will pay a royal sum
To someone how can bring the prince back!
As the man ran up the stairs to the market a young man of 20 wearing a gray coat, hat, and vest with brown pants called him over to the poll where he was leaning.
"Will, Will over here." He called. Will turned around to see the boy.
"Blaine!" He said back. Blaine just started to walk through the market with Will looking at all the so called princes treasures people were marketing.
A ruble for this painting!
It's Romanov, I swear!
Count Yusopov's pajamas!
Comrade, buy a pair!
I got this from the palace
It's lined with real fur!
It could be worth a fortune
If it belonged to him!
Blaine tossed the seller a coin and was handed the fur. He and will started to walk up a pair of wooden stairs up to their mini apartment.
"I'm telling you Will this is it, are big break", Blaine said explaining a new plan he just formed.
"Were going to be rich, and I know how we can do it!" He laughed as they entered the room full of antiques.
It's the rumor,
The legend,
The mystery!
Its prince Kurt who will help us fly!
You and I friend
Will go down
In history
Well find a boy to play to and teach him what to say,
Dress him up and take him to Paree!
I'm the reward his dear old Granma will pay!
Who else could pull it off but you and me?
"We'll be rich" Blaine sang.
"We'll be out" Will said.
"And St. Petersburg will have something to talk about!" Blaine grabbed Kurt's old music box, which he had taken from the palace, and Will grabbed some things and then they were gone. They side down the snow covered roof heading towards a trolley.
SSH!
Have you heard
There's a rumor in St. Petersburg?
Have you heard
What they're saying on the streets?
Everyone continued to whisper fake nonsense into peoples ears .
Have you hear
There's a rumor in St. Petersburg!
Have you heard
Comrade, what do you suppose?
A fascinating mystery!
"The biggest con in history", Blaine yelled, taking of his hat to show his still curly black hair, as him and Will got on the trolley.
The Prince Kurt,
Alive or dead…
"Who knows?" whispered a window washer and sshed everybody before a bunk of pidgins came and almost hit him.
Blaine took out the music box and looked at it. He remembered the last time he saw Kurt and remember how he saved him and his Granma. He signed under his breath. He couldn't think of Kurt now, all he know was Will and him were going to hopefully be very rich, very soon.
I know its short, but I wanted to put this in here before I bring Kurt in the next one. Review Please!