Elizabeth grinned as she looked at Kurt, who was smiling all the same. "What song now?"
"I don't know..."
"I have an idea!" Elizabeth leapt of the bean bag she had been previously perched in.
"Vhat?"
"I, want to swing; from the chandelier! From the chandelier!" She held an invisible microphone up to her mouth, dancing haphazardly across the room.
"Mien Gott... Nein. Bitte..." Kurt moaned.
"Yes."
"Nien."
"Yup." Elizabeth said, popping the 'P'.
Kurt watched helplessly as she pranced over to the computer and quickly typed in the song.
Suddenly, the room was filled with music, as it was once before.
"Party girls don't get hurt
Can't feel anything, when will I learn?
I push it down, push it down.
I'm the one "for a good time call"
Phone's blowin' up, ringin' my doorbell
I feel the love, feel the love."
Kurt's face went slack. It had been known about the large mansion that Kurt wasn't one to favor this song; so of course Elizabeth had to go and turn it on. She sang along for a few moments before whirling around; a hand outstretched.
"Come one champ! Ya know this song!"
Kurt let out a guttural sigh, flopping backwards on the bed. He rubbed his hands on his face before stretching out.
"Vill it ever end!?"
"Nine!" Elizabeth exclaimed.
Kurt rolled his eyes. "-Probably didn't even say it right..."
"I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier!
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist
Like it doesn't exist
I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier!"
She pulled him to his feet. "Come on elf. Dance with me!"
She whirled away from his reach, striking a childish pose on the other side of the room.
"Alrvight." He said, not able to stop himself from grinning with her. Her eyebrow quirked up.
"Success was imminent." She said, her long slender tail swishing slightly in amusement.
"As alvays." He said, reaching out a hand for her taking.
"Woo!" Elizabeth exclaimed as the momentum from his pull sent her spinning across the room.
Again the two grasped each other's hand, until the song was finally over, and they stood breathless.
"Is zat it?" He asked, smiling.
"Naw." She grinned, waving her hand tiredly. She strode to him, taking his hand. She could see him hesitate as the music started, a slow combination of sad sounding instruments.
"The stars fade, the earth shakes.
The poisons on your tongue.
The lost plans, the last dance;
oh god, what have you done?"
"A slow song." She said softly. "For you 'n me."
"A can dance to a slow song." He said, taking her other hand, shifting back and forth from each bare foot, starting them in a slow turn around the room.
"I can see the fever spreading. I can see the faith is gone.
Even though it's all you've wanted.
Stone walls will fall, young hearts will break.
For so long we're so strong, we shine until we fade.
But don't stop burning."
"You know, I love you; ja?" He asked quietly, moving his own spaded tail to intertwine with hers.
She let out a small breath, looking back up at him. He could feel her heart beating soundly, her wide golden eyes staring into his. He loved it. The evening sun set the two alight like fire.
"On gold streets, the dust sleeps.
For you the flames still dance.
The skies changed, a new day.
Are these the same two hands?
I can see the fever breaking, I can feel the faith come home.
Everything you've ever wanted..."
She found herself leaning in slightly, her eyes fluttering, mouth slightly agape. He followed in suit, and suddenly they found each other kissing. The same wonderful feeling he'd had the first time they'd kissed returned once again. A warm fuzz flew to his toes, making him shiver slightly.
It was beautiful.
