With Marinette stuck in Cat Noir's castle, looking for an escape route, you can imagine what is going to come. In this chapter, back in Villeneuve, Kim is angry over Marinette's rejection, but starts plotting to get her to be his wife.
Meanwhile, Marinette starts getting used to her new surroundings.
Now, before we get started, I'm going to stay really true to the movie, including Max's character as LeFou. Meaning, YES, I'll write him as gay. I'm going to be honest: I've NEVER written an LGBTQ character in ANY of my stories before, so please be patient with me.
Back in Villeneuve, night had fallen, and it was dark out. Everyone as lighting candles in lanterns around town.
Kim and Max were in the tavern, with the former sitting in a lounge chair next to the fireplace. Kim was fiddling with one his daggers. Sabrina, Chloé and Lila were ogling him from the table, and Max was sitting next to his friend, trying to cheer him up.
"Can you see it, Max? A rustic lodge for hunting, with my latest kill roasting on the fire," Kim said, gesturing to the fire. "Little children running around with some cute dogs, while my beautiful wife rubs my tired feet. But Ladybug says, "I'm never going to marry you, Kim.""
Kim grew an upset look on his face.
"Listen, Kim, there are other girls who are lining up to be your wife. Why not go for one of them?" Max said, gesturing to Chloé, Lila, and Sabrina. They were all looking at Kim eagerly.
"A hunter of my caliber only focuses on big game, Max." Kim said.
"Gosh it disturbs me to see you, Sir Kim, looking so down in the dumps." Max sang, while Kim just threw his dagger into the wall, causing everyone to get startled.
"Every guy here'd like to BE you, Sir Kim, even when taking your lumps," Max sang, rubbing Kim's shoulders. "There's no man in town as admired as you, you're everyone's favorite guy."
He stood up, and gestured to everyone in the tavern, before singing, "Everyone's awed and inspired by you, and it's not very hard to see why."
Max paid the lead musician, and then they started playing some music. Max started to dance along with the music and movements as he sang, "No one's slick as Sir Kim, no one's quick as Sir Kim!"
"No one's neck's as incredibly thick as Sir Kim!" Max sang, while turning someone's head, and cracking some bones in the neck as a result. "For there's no man in town half as manly!"
"Perfect, a pure paragon!" Chloé, Lila, and Sabrina sang, getting close to Kim. Kim just had an uninterested look on his face.
"You can ask any John, Dick, or Stanley," Max said, finding his way to the bar and talking to three other guys. "And they'll tell you whose team they'd prefer to be on!"
Sitting at the bar, Max made hand gestures while mimicking darts, and sang, "Who plays..."
"Darts like Sir Kim!" The chorus began.
"Who breaks hearts like Sir Kim!" Max sang, with the chorus finishing up the sentences.
"Who's much more than the sum of his parts like Sir Kim?" Max sang, leaving the bar and going over to his friend.
"As a specimen, yes, I'm intimidating." Kim sang.
"My, what a guy, that Sir Kim!" Everyone in the tavern sang.
"I needed encouragement, so Max, I thank you!" Kim sang, as he and Max met up in the middle. They did a handshake that they formed together in the past.
"Well, there's no one's as easy to bolster as you!" Max sang, while hugging Kim. "Too much?"
"Yes." Kim bluntly said.
"No one fights like Sir Kim, douses lights like Sir Kim!" The chorus sang, while Kim punched someone in the face, then licked his hands and used them to put out the lights on the candles.
"In a wrestling match, nobody BITES like Sir Kim!" Max sang, as he shoved off Kim's teeth marks in his arms.
Kim began pretending to hunt, using a real bow and arrow, with Max playing the target, and Kim began to sing his next lines.
"When I hunt, I sneak up with my quiver. And the beasts of the field say a prayer." Kim sang, while Max laid on the table, pretending to be a deer or something.
"First, I carefully aim for the liver," Kim sang, before pretending to loose the arrow. "Then I shoot from behind!"
"That's not fair!" Max sang, standing up.
Kim shrugged and sang, "Hey, who cares?"
He then loosed the arrow up to the ceiling, scaring everyone in the tavern.
"No one hits like Sir Kim, matches wits like Sir Kim!" The chorus sang.
"In a spitting match, nobody spits like Sir Kim!" Max sang, as he took out a pot.
"I'm especially good at expectorating!" Kim sang, before spitting a very long distance, and then Max caught it in the pot.
"Ten points for Sir Kim!" Everyone sang, while Kim was taking bows, carrying an air of arrogance.
"When I was a lad, I ate four dozen eggs every morning to help me get large." Kim sang, as he lifted Lila with one arm and had her sit on his shoulder.
"And now that I'm grown, I eat five dozen eggs, so I'm roughly the size of a barge!" Kim sang, as he did the same thing for Max, while raising his pitch for the last note.
Everyone started doing a slow clap, and as Kim put Max and Lila down, they all started whooping, cheering, clapping and stomping their feet. Max started passing around swords to some of the men in the tavern. People began to dance as the tempo picked up and Kim hopped onto the table that was in the center of the tavern and he began dancing.
Kim put a coat on that matched his clothes.
While still standing on the table, several men started to do a play-sword fight with Kim. Kim was showing off his swordsmanship by really pretending to sword fight with the opponents. He casually stepped on the next table, with people trying to fight him. Kim casually drank something from a mug, while effortless fighting of his 'opponents.'
After a few tricks, he did a backflip and then landed on the table. He posed, matching his profile and pose of the mural of him that was on the wall
"Who has brains? (like Sir Kim!) Entertains? (like Sir Kim!)" Max sang, leading the chorus again.
"Who can make up these endless refrains like Sir Kim?" Kim sang, as he pushed Max to the opposite table. He gestured to all of the decor around the tavern. "I use antlers in all of my decorating!"
Max and Kim started dancing on the tables, with everyone joining in. The chorus started singing along, too.
"Say it again! Who's a man among men? Who's a super success? Don't you know? Can't you guess?" Everyone sang, as Kim jumped onto the bar, smoothed back his hair and took another mug and sipped from it. "Ask his fans and his five hangers on!"
"There's just one guy in town who's got all of it down!" Everyone sang.
"And his name is K-I... Um... I believe there's another "I"... It just occurred to me that I'm illiterate and I've never actually had to spell it out loud before..." Max began, but he realized that he was unable to spell out Kim's name.
"SIR KIM!" Everyone sang, holding the note, and then Kim and Max went back to their first spot as the song ended.
"Thanks, Max. You're the best friend a guy could ask for," Kim said, sitting back in his chair. "How come no girl has snagged you, yet?"
"Let's just say my taste in partners isn't really... typical." Max said, a little embarrassed.
However, just as things were about to get back to normal, Tom came in.
He looked like he had been through a rough time - which he had - with his hair and clothes all disheveled, covered in dust, and breathing heavily.
"Someone... I... I need help." Tom began, as he nearly collapsed in someone's arms.
"Easy, Tom. Are you okay?" The tavern keeper asked, as he brought Tom to a table.
"It's Ladybug. He's... He's got Ladybug locked in a dungeon..." Tom said, trying to breathe.
Hearing the name of his beloved, Kim's interested was piqued. Max was interested, too.
"Hold on, Tom," Someone said. "Who's got Marinette in a dungeon?"
Tom was about to speak, but then he remembered something: no one in town was open-minded enough to believe him. But he decided to chance it otherwise.
"A beast... A monstrous... Cat-like beast!" Tom said, but he knew he was asking the wrong people when everyone started to laugh.
"It figures! My daughter is in danger, and yet you laugh?!" Tom began. Kim was intrigued, considering the topic was about Marinette. "His... His castle... it's hidden in the woods... And it's already snowing there!"
"Snow in the summer?" Monsieur Dominick said, chuckling.
"Yes, it sounds ridiculous, but LISTEN UP!" Tom shouted, getting everyone's attention. "This isn't a joke. The beast is NOT a figment of my imagination. Please, won't anyone help me?"
Listening to Tom's "rambling" gave Kim an idea.
"I'll help." Kim said, getting everyone's attention. He stood up, much to everyone's confusion, including Max.
"Kim, what are you doing?" Max whispered.
Kim started walking over to Tom, and he merely said, "Everyone, stop ridiculing this man immediately. His daughter is in danger."
"Thank you... Thank you, Kim." Tom said, weakly.
"No need to thank me at all," Kim said. "Just lead the way."
Tom nodded and left the tavern. Kim gestured for Max to follow him, and Kim winked. Max's eyes widened, realizing exactly what Kim was up to. Kim was planning on playing "hero" for Marinette. It was the whole "rescue romance" scenario: Kim intending on saving Marinette to win her heart, and thus her hand in marriage.
Max immediately started to follow Kim, ever the loyal friend.
Meanwhile, everyone in the castle was abuzz with the news that Marinette was in the castle.
"Maman, there's a girl in the castle!" The teacup from before said, as she was jumping and sliding around the mantle on top of the fireplace.
"I know, Manon! We all do!" Her mother, Nadja Chamack, the teapot, said from the cart. She had a smile on her face.
"I wonder what kind of tea she likes? Black? Green? Rose?" Manon asked, as she started jumping and sliding around. She was running on her saucer around the table. like she was log rolling. "I'm too excited for this!"
"Slow down or you'll break!" Nadja said while laughing, as Manon landed on the tea cart.
"Incoming hot water, Mrs. Chamack!" The stove said, as he used his handle "arms" to pour hot water into her.
Cat Noir soon came into the dining room and sat at the head of the table. However, he noticed that at the opposite end the table, there was another table setting - intended for Marinette.
Seeing this, Cat Noir flinched, and then he wrecked his table setting, causing everything to fall to the floor.
"NINO!" He shouted.
Theo and Nino flinched at hearing Cat Noir's roar.
"Oh boy..." Theo said.
"Let me do the talking." Nino said.
Cat Noir came into the kitchen and said, albeit a bit stiffly, "So... you're cooking dinner for her?"
"Is it so bad to have company?" Nino inquired.
"What if she doesn't want my company?" Cat Noir said, slapping himself in the face, being mindful of his claws.
"Listen, Cat," Theo said, speaking up. "I was against this from the get-go. Making her dinner, designing her a dress, and giving her a suite in the east wing..."
"You did what? You gave her a bedroom without my permission?!" Cat Noir asked.
"Nino did, not me." Theo said.
"No argument there," Nino said. "But this girl is the one to break the spell, I know it! A good way to start the process is using dinner to charm her. Nice one, Theo."
"That's the craziest thing I've ever heard!" Cat Noir said. "Charming her with dinner?! That's insane! It won't work! She won't give me the benefit of the doubt after what I did back there in the dungeon tower!"
"What makes you think she won't?" Nino inquired, crossing his arms.
"...I caused the separation of a perfectly-good father-daughter pair. They seemed to be so close and now I caused her to be separated from the only family she might have. She must hate me now." Cat Noir began.
"But you have to try, dude!" Nino said. "With each passing day, our humanity is diminished. We need you to try and win her over, so you can come closer to breaking this spell!"
"But... It's not going to work... She's so beautiful, but I'm... Well, LOOK AT ME!" Cat Noir said, gesturing to himself.
"Adrien," Nadja said, as she addressed Cat Noir by his given name. "You can't judge or assume how people will react to something by what happens between them and their families. You and your father might not have had the best relationship, but it's because of your kindness that the enchantress intended on sparing you to begin with."
Cat Noir's ears drooped. They were right. If he wanted this curse off, he had to win Marinette's heart, and have her steal his in turn. However, he was more concerned about the former part.
He had approached Marinette's room, and then he knocked on the door, albeit a bit harshly.
"You'll join me for dinner tonight. That isn't a request." Cat Noir said, a bit coarsely.
"Dude, cool it!" Nino said.
"Nino's right," Nadja said. "You need to be gentle. The poor girl lost her father and her freedom in one day!"
"She's probably in there, petrified." Nino said.
"Indeed." Nadja said.
However, unknown to any of them, Marinette had taken all of the fabrics from the dress disaster, made a rope out of them, and was about to start lowering it out the window. This was how she intended to escape, and go back to Villeneuve.
Adrien then took a deep breath, and gently knocked on the door again, hoping to get Marinette's attention.
As Marinette started getting her rope out the window, she turned back to the door, and said, "I'll be there in a minute!"
"See?" Nino said. "Now remember. Be gentle."
"Sweet, kind, charming," Alya said. "You know, BE YOURSELF?"
Cat Noir sighed a bit. He knew Alya was right. However, since the spell messed with his emotional profile and stability as well as his physical appearance, he found his temper was harder and harder to, well, temper. So even though he retained his kindness, he found that keeping his anger in check was harder and harder, and it was even more of a challenge for him to calm down. To his chagrin, he felt that he inherited that side from his father.
"And when she comes out, make sure to give her a suave smile! Come on, show us!" Nino said.
Adrien smiled, but since his lips were opened when he did it, he showed off all of his teeth, and he looked more menacing than friendly.
"Oh, mon dieu..." Everyone said, backing off and flinching from the smile.
"A word of advice," Theo said. "Keep your mouth closed when you smile, or you'll cause her to pass out."
Adrien closed his lips and scowled a bit at the blunt statement. He then turned back to the door.
"Will you join me for dinner?" Adrien asked, albeit the courteous manner of his tone sounded forced.
"I beg your pardon?" Marinette said, as she left the window and started to approach the door. "You've taken me prisoner and now you're asking me to share a meal with you? You must be crazy!"
This comment ticked Adrien off, and he started breathing heavily and snarling.
"Oh crap... He's losing his temper!" Alya said, as she hid behind Nino for cover. Everyone else started to cower, too.
Adrien started banging on the door even harder, and he hollered, "I SAID TO JOIN ME FOR DINNER!"
"When a woman says "no", she means it, is that clear?" Marinette shouted back.
Myléne woke up, getting Marinette's attention, and said, "What time is it? What's going on?"
Marinette looked back to the door and said, "I'd rather starve to death than eat with the likes of you!"
She started to go back to her escape plan, when Adrien shouted, "BE MY GUEST! STARVE!"
Adrien took a deep breath, managed to calm down, and then told everyone, "Unless she eats with me, she won't eat! Morons!"
Adrien stormed off, angry at things not going his way. However, inside, his actions were eating at him.
After Theo had come out from hiding, he said, "You can't talk to us like that!"
However, he noticed that Adrien was gone, and he said, "Dang, I was going to really let him have it this time."
"Oh, Cat Noir, you're back." Nino said, startling Theo into losing some of his parts.
Nino started laughing, much to the chagrin of Theo.
Adrien came into his bedroom, and then he deliberately shoved over one of his nightstands. He stormed all the way to the other side of the room, which had a balcony on it. He stayed inside and off the balcony, and was at the table where the enchanted rose was sitting under a glass bell dome.
He looked at the rose with disdain before picking up a mirror. Adrien said, "Show me the girl."
The mirror's glass then flashed, before showing Marinette in her room, sitting on her bed, while hugging her knees and crying. The mirror's image faded, and then Adrien put the mirror down.
He sadly watched the rose, as another one of it's petals fell. As it landed on the bottom of the case, it turned black and shriveled up. Adrien sighed, as the castle began to rumble.
Parts of the exterior architecture started to fall off the building and it was like the castle was suffering a minor earthquake.
In front of the fireplace, everyone was trying to cheer themselves up. Seeing some of the wood and rocks fall into the fire, Nino ignited more of the fire, and said, "Oh, crap, another petal fell off the rose..."
"Nino," Alya said, as she looked in the mirror. "I grew more feathers, and I only plucked yesterday!"
"I know, darling," Nino said, as he approached Alya. However, he groaned in pain. "Damn, I'm growing less flexible with each day. More metallic, too."
Theo's face was the one that actually featured the clock portion of his form.
"Ugh, excuse me..." Theo said, as the clock hit the neck hour, and he started chiming uncontrollably. "Ugh, I wish I could stop it."
"Everyone, relax," Nadja said, from up on the rack. "There's still time."
"Maman, will I ever be a little girl again?" Manon asked her mother.
"Yes, you will, Manon," Nadja said. "You will have your days in the sunshine again. Leave it to me."
Marinette herself was lowering her cloth rope out of the window.
However, there was knocking at the door again. She turned to the door and said, "Didn't I say to leave me alone?!"
"Calm down, sweetie, it's only Mrs. Chamack." Nadja said from outside the door.
Marinette made to hide her rope so she could hide her plan of escaping.
The door opened, and Mrs. Chamack and Manon rolled in on the tea cart.
"Oh, aren't you beautiful! It's so nice to meet you," Mrs. Chamack said, as the cart rolled in. However, she saw the rope and immediately caught on to Marinette's intentions. "It's going to be a long way. Let me fix you up before you leave. I've learned that problems seem less problematic after some tea."
She poured some tea into Manon, and then Manon hopped onto the ground and slid over to Marinette. Mrs. Chamack said, "Manon, be careful."
Marinette kneeled down to pick up the teacup and then she drank from her. As she lowered Manon to look the little teacup in the eyes, she smiled.
"It's nice to meet you!" Manon said. "Can I show you a trick?"
She took a deep breath, held it, and pushed herself, and then a bubble formed along her rim, and popped.
"Manon!" Mrs. Chamack scolded. Marinette giggled.
"That was a very brave thing you did for your father, sweetie." Mrs. Chamack said.
"Everyone in the castle agrees." Myléne said, as she had woken up from hearing the whole conversation.
"I can't help but be concerned about him," Marinette said. "He's never been alone, and I mean after me and my mother."
"Things will all turn out all right in the end," Mrs. Chamack said. "You'll be sure to feel much better once you're done with dinner."
"Hang on," Marinette said. "He said I wasn't allowed to eat unless I ate with him."
"No one means what they say when they're angry," Mrs. Chamack said, making for the door. "Whether or not we listen and heed what they're saying is our choice. You coming?"
Myléne gestured to the door and said, "Go on."
In the kitchen, Nino and Theo barged in through the double doors.
"Hurry up, guys, make the final checks!" Nino shouted. "They're on their way!"
Nino ran in and started to check up on everything.
"Nino, stop this! If Cat Noir finds out that you let her eat, he'll come after me!" Theo protested.
"Yes, yes, I'll be sure that that happens!" Nino said, as he began to check on everything for dinner. He started to help with cleaning the dishes. "But did you see her hold her ground back there?"
"Yes." Theo bluntly said.
"She's the one, I tell you. Hey, you missed a spot," Nino said, before addressing the hat rack with a dish that was not quite clean. "If we're going to be human again, those two need to fall in love. And how can that happen if she holes up in her room the whole time, bra?"
He swung on the hat rack and landed on a cart that Theo was pushing.
"Nino, you know that she'll never love him." Theo said, doubtfully.
"Theo, are you familiar with the phrase, "A broken clock is only right two times a day?" Because you're definitely wrong this time around." Nino said, as he leaped off the cart and onto a table where many cakes and desserts were being finished by the remaining furniture-staff.
He straightened up the flatware and said, "Time to shine, guys!"
Nino jumped onto the stove, and sampled some of the tomato sauce that the stove was making.
"I may not be able to taste, but I know that this is going to be great, dude!" Nino said.
"Please get off me while I work!" The chef said.
"Right, man!" Nino said, jumping off the stove and onto the rolling cart again.
"Okay, okay, fine, but keep it quiet!" Theo begged.
"Fine, fine, but what is dinner without any music?" Nino said, as he polished a wine glass.
"MUSIC?!" Theo shouted, surprised.
Out in the dining room, the harpsichord started walking in. Nino came in, with Theo following behind, and the former said, "Aha! Maestro Ivan Bruel, are you ready?"
"I haven't performed in such a long time, I've almost forgotten what it was like." Ivan said. His face was made from his golden music sheet stand, his eyes were made from the candles that were in front of the stand, and his keyboard were his mouth and teeth.
He took a deep breath before opening himself up and be began playing harmoniously and professionally, but then he bit on one of his teeth, and stopped in pain.
"Ow! Damn, another cavity..." Ivan said, in mild pain.
"Ivan, your girlfriend Myléne is upstairs, and she's having more and more difficulty staying awake! She needs your help to break this spell!" Nino said, mentioning Ivan's beloved to him.
"Then I'll play through any and all pain." Ivan said, determined to help.
"But can you please keep the volume down?" Theo asked.
"Fine, fine, quiet voice," Ivan said. "But are there any other tawdry requests you want for my art?"
"No." Theo said, and then dropped the subject.
"There you are." Mrs. Chamack said, as she led Marinette into the dining room.
Nino immediately clapped, and then the hat rack put out the candles. Alya flew and grabbed a silver tray, and lifted it up to the moonlight to make a makeshift spotlight for Nino.
"Ma chére Ladybug," Nino began, with Alya struggling to steady the spotlight. "It with deepest pride and greatest pleasure - Keep it steady, Alya! - that we welcome you tonight."
"Now we invite you to relax, let us pull up a chair," Nino sang, as a chair came up from behind Marinette, and placed her in its seat. "As the dining room proudly presents..."
As Ivan played some music, the plates and flatware gently fell onto the table, via magic, and they were perfectly set. However, Ivan hit one of his cavities and hit a note and stopped abruptly in pain. Nino looked at him, and then Ivan played the last note.
"You dinner." Nino said, addressing Marinette.
"Be our guest, be our guest. Put our service to the test," Nino sang, as he began to dance. The hat rack gave Marinette a napkin, and she put it on her lap. "Tie your napkin 'round your neck, chérie, and we'll provide the rest."
"Soup du jour, hot hors d'oeuvres," Nino sang, as the hat rack gave Marinette a bowl of minestrone and a plate of bacon-wrapped scallops. "Why we only live to serve."
Marinette turned back to Nino, who showed her a dish of caviar on an oyster shell, before singing, "Try the grey stuff, it's delicious! Don't believe me? Ask the dishes!"
The plates started flying around in a circular spiraling motion, meanwhile Nino was spinning around with his hands and arms out. The plates landed back in their original spots.
"They can sing, they can dance," Nino said, while Marinette watched eagerly. "After all, miss, this is France!"
Nino let a knife drop like a guillotine onto a baguette, slicing it in half.
"And a dinner here is never second best!" Nino sang. Papers shaped like butterflies flew through the air, while one knocked over Nino, causing him to stumble and fall.
"Go on, unfold your menu," Nino sang, as Marinette caught one of the butterflies, and opened it up, revealing the menu for the night. "Take a glance and then you'll be our guest, oui our guest, be our guest!"
Theo trying to get Nino to quiet down.
The trumpets and the tempo sped up and then three doors in the dinning room opened one at a time.
"Beef ragout, cheese soufflé, pie and pudding en flambé!" Nino sang, as each named dish rolled into the room on a cart when called. However, the last dish exploded, and some of the contents splattered onto Theo.
"We'll prepare and serve with flair, a culinary cabaret!" Nino sang, as he began to dance with some wine glasses. "You're alone, and you're scared, but the banquet's all prepared!"
He gestured to the table as a buffet of luxurious dishes put themselves onto the table.
"No one's gloomy or complaining, while the flatware's entertaining." Nino sang, as the silverware stood up; four of them made a trampoline out of a napkin.
Nino jumped onto the napkin and started to shoot into the air.
He began to swing on the chandeliers like a trapeze artist, while singing, "We tell jokes, I do tricks with my fellow candlesticks!"
"And it's all in perfect taste that you can bet!" The chorus began, and then after a few tricks, Nino landed back on the table, sticking the landing.
"Come on and lift your glass, you've won your own free pass to be our guest! If you're stressed, it's fine dining we suggest!" Nino sang.
Some wine glasses with red wine formed a bit of a ball shape, with the wine glasses' rims staying upright at different angles to prevent spillage. Alya hit the glasses with the spotlight, and then the reddish-pink light filled the room.
"Be our guest, be our guest, be our guest!" Nino and the chorus sang, while the feather dusters flared their feathers out, and then they rotated together, while closing in and blocking Nino for a few seconds.
The scene went dark for a bit. Nino broke through the feather walls, and began to sang a sadder part.
"Life is so unnerving for a servant who's not serving," Nino sang, as he slipped into a napkin and started to stretch around. Marinette had been served a lamb dish and was about to start eating. "He's not whole without a soul to wait upon."
Nino stood up, and sang, "Oh, those good old days when we were useful, eh, Theo?"
Theo nodded, agreeing with Nino.
"Suddenly, those good old days are gone." Nino sang, as he moved in such a way that his shadow grew larger against the wall.
He landed in front of the other head of the table, took the tablecloth and treated it like a cloth, and then he pretended to trudge while the feather dusters fanned some dust onto him. He sang, "Too long we've been rusting, needing so much more than dusting."
"Needing exercise, a chance to use our skills!" Nino sang, as he pulled the tablecloth - and thus Marinette's food - away.
Theo fell off the table, and landed on Nino. The hat rack picked them up and put them back onto the table.
"Most days, we just lay around the castle," Nino sang. He then started tickling Theo. "Flabby, fat, and lazy. You walked in and oops-a-daisy!"
"It's a guest, it's a guest! Sake's alive, while I'll be blessed!" Mrs. Chamack sang, while in the dish room.
She jumped onto the top of a display that had many levels on the stand.
"Wine's been poured and thank the Lord, I've had the napkins freshly pressed!" Mrs. Chamack sang, as napkins flew from the stand and started swirling around her.
"With dessert, she'll want tea, and my dear, that's fine with me!" Mrs. Chamack were very ornately-decorated cakes and high-end desserts on each level, and they were all spinning in opposite directions. The bottom level had cups and saucers, and sugar dishes on saucers, too. "While the cups do their soft shoeing, I'll be bubbling, I'll be brewing!"
Mrs. Chamack jumped up a bit, and the stand she was sitting on opened up like a flower and it caught her gently, while from the top view down, it looked like what she was lying on was rising up. It then gently landed.
"I'll get warm, pipping hot," Mrs. Chamack sang, as she leaped down from level to level, and then landed on the cart. She noticed a spot on Manon. "Heaven's sakes, is that a spot?!"
"Clean it up! We want the company impressed!" Nadja sang, as she used her steam to clean the spot off, and then the tea cart rolled into the dinning room.
"We've got a lot to do! Is it one lump or two?" Nadja sang, as she addressed Marinette, with the sugar dish at her side. "For you, our guest!"
"She's our guest!" Nino sang.
"She's our guest!" Mrs. Chamack sang.
"She's our guest!" Nino sang, with Theo joining in.
"Be our guest, be our guest! Our command is your request! It's been years since we've had anybody here, and we're obsessed!" The chorus sang, with Alya leading her fellow feather dusters to form giant, elegant peacocks with their wings and plumage included.
"With your meal, with your ease..." Some of the larger feather dusters sang, as they dove into the punch and started to do a synchronized swimming routine. "Yes indeed, we aim to please!"
The punch turned into a glowing, blue fountain. While the liquid was gushing out, Nino was dancing, and both he and the chorus sang, "While the candlelight's still glowing, let us help you, we'll keep going!"
A stand that looked like the Taj Mahal was shown, and then out of the doors came Theo, wearing a turban. He sang, "Course by..."
"Course!" Nino sang, as he appeared on top of the structure, with confetti blowing up behind him. "One by one, till you shout, "Enough! I'm done!" Then we'll sing you off to sleep as you digest!"
He then stepped down and started walking the runway, while everyone was involved with the routine. The napkins and their rings were dancing, there were cakes on the sides of the runway, the feather dusters were still showing off, and the silverware were dancing, too.
"Tonight, you'll prop your feet up, but for now, let's eat up! Be our guest, be our guest! Be our guest, please be our..." Nino sang, as everyone kept on dancing, with Nino leading the way.
"GUEST~!" Nino sang, as the whole table setting and the flash and beauty of the performance melted away quickly, and then the chairs were back in their spots.
Nino did a few spins, and then he stopped in front of Marinette. He took a tray out from behind him that had a giant piece of one of the cakes on it, and Nino offered, "Cake?"
Marinette giggled with a big smile on her face.
And here's chapter three! I thought this would be a good stopping point for this chapter, so I can focus on getting settled in for the new school year. If I went any further, then it'd be too long of a chapter.
No worries, this story will continue, but it's just going to be a bit slower with the updates. Please review and show your support in the meantime!
