A/N: Hello people of fanfiction! I present to you, the fourth edition of the Cirque Du Soleil iPod Shuffle!
Yes, I do have two versions of "Liar" in this, but I don't really care. So, you get more Cirque-y goodness. Some of these could be expanded into stories, I find.
Oh! False You Have Deceiv'd Me from Pirates of Penzance
"Alegría"
Fleur had lived in the palace all his life. The only females he ever saw were the Old Birds. He was as convinced as they were that they were beautiful because he knew no better. Though, when he left the palace when the old king died, he ran into the rest of the females.
He watched the nymphs dance with the Bronx, the females of the Bronx lovely as well. The contortionists twisting into shapes he had never seen, and the Angels of course, very beautiful. And then there were the singers. The Black Singer was rather beautiful, but the White Singer-she was the single most beautiful creature he had ever seen.
He had turned on and raged at the Old Birds, calling them faithless women, screeching that they were vile and cruel to play upon his innocence in that way. After that, he pursued the beautiful White Singer, using the Old Birds that attended on him when it was to his advantage, no other time.
Goodbye by Emilie Autumn
"Corteo"
She was often found by his grave, holding the tombstone, and weeping. This was how she said goodbye. She moaned on how he had been stolen from his rightful place on the planet, and wept and wept until someone pulled her away from the damp ground, inside for a hot drink.
Her way of saying goodbye was much more extreme than anyone else's.
Lose Control by Evanescence
"Mystere"
Brian Le Petit often told him he should try to just lose control. The rubbish that was.
Without him to keep control, what was there? True, they never listened to him, no one but his puppet like companion, and true he threw tantrums over it, but he would not lose control.
Or could he…? What would happen if he could? He often watched the Birds of Prey flying, and thought that in the air, he could retain and lose control. He would have to try that…
As the Birds of Prey flung him down, down, down, onto the rocks so that they could eat him, he noticed-yes…yes…it is nice to lose control…
CRASH!
The African Heart of the Blue Nile from The Mystery of the Nile
"O"
The flayed ones were slowly making their way to the Heart of the Blue, the springs from which all this water came from. They were guided by the Comets, and often took a step back for every two steps forward, but they were making their way.
Aurora followed them. She cared enough to see them safely to the Heart of the Blue, and then she would return. She often would climb aboard their ship and help them steer it, but she could not remain for long periods of time. But she was sweet enough to see them away.
When they reached the Heart of the Blue, their tormented souls would finally, finally, pass to the other bank. There, they would wait for the others to continue on.
Crows (from The Vile Village) by The Gothic Archies
"Varekai"
Icarus and Le Promise often walked together in the forest, but as the night came in, the sweet, beautiful girl would hurry them along to their shelters, begging him to hurry-please, please, please!-back. She begged him with good reason, too.
Icarus once stayed out, and saw a multitude of crows descend on the trees. It became pitch black, and they flew about, cawing irritably. They swooped down, and Icarus was unfortunate enough to see one the kind creatures torn apart by the crows, which devoured him.
Icarus hurried back, and seeing him, Le Promise cried tears of relief, hugging him tightly, begging him never to brave the crows again.
He never minded the crows knowing that the girl he loved cared about him so deeply.
Brimstone and Treacle from Mary Poppins
"KĀ"
Before their current Nursemaid, the Twins had had a much meaner Nursemaid. They sometimes whispered to each other in the middle of the night that maybe she was actually one of the Archers and Spearmen, here to poison them with that "yucky fish stuff."
Her name had been Masayo, and she had given them the foul tasting and yet very healthy fish oil, which she called "Brimstone and Treacle." She was a firm believer that children should be seen and not heard, and was forcing them to grow up far too fast.
When the twins had told their father though, he had fired Masayo, and hiring Pomona, their current nursemaid, much to the entire Palace's relief.
Liar (Machine Mix by Dope Stars Inc.) originally by Emilie Autumn
"Varekai"
They couldn't heal him. They couldn't. He was too injured. If only he had heeded his father…
He was too broken. Broken beyond repair. They should have just left him to die.
They said they could fix him, but they were all liars! Fucking liars.
That beautiful woman, the one they had promised him, had been kind, but she promised to be his after he was healed. And they were lying about it!
He couldn't stand, how was he to do anything? He couldn't do anything-he was like a broken doll.
And if his betrothed dared say that line about how he should show his suffering so that she may know how to ease it, he would snap.
Because they were fucking lying about being able to ease any pain!
Blackbird Sonnets by Emilie Autumn
"Mystere"
They were beautiful creatures, the Birds of Prey. It was hard to say they were anything less. Gracefully moving through the air together, silently killing, they were magnificent.
When Brian watched them, he found it impossible to tell whether their eyes were dark or bright, whether they were graceful and gentle or seductive and deadly. Though, running from the possibility of being killed and eaten, he found he didn't much care.
A Gorey Demise by Creature Feature
"Corteo"
After he died, the rest of them died one by one. One drowned, one was eaten by wolves, one had a fatal disease, one was run over by a carriage. One was buried alive, one was stabbed in the eyes over and over. These horrible deaths went on, and sometimes they made horrid jokes about it, but when the next one went, they grew silent.
One woman, hysterical at finding boils on her arms, threw herself down at the grave of the dead clown, and screamed at it. She screamed pleas, as though it was all his fault, she screamed curses about how it was all his fault, she screamed and screamed at the tombstone, and eventually she grew too hoarse to continue.
The next day though, she continued, having seen one child swallow glass to avoid the death aside from one they designed, and then his mother shoot herself in the head. She screamed and screamed on how his doing was killing everyone, such that they were actually driven to suicide. One had been driven mad, and was aiming to join her in her screaming. He had been a close friend of this dead man's as well.
This boil covered woman pounded at the earth wailing at how he was killing everyone who loved him, and eventually murmured at how he was killing the woman he had very dearly loved, slowly and painfully, we will join you in death anyway, don't kill us like this.
Next day, she woke without boils, the swelling was going down on one of the little girls, and the dearly loved woman could breathe easier, the medicine was no longer mysteriously turning to slow acting poison, and they were making full recoveries. The woman who screamed was hailed as a hero.
A Hymn to Him from My Fair Lady
"Mystere"
Moha-Samedi often prided himself on being a male. Men were of course very fair. They were gracious, they played fair, they were honest, they would pat you on the back for a good job, very good.
Unlike women. Oh, women…so much sheep, following blindly, they never thought for themselves, and for some reason, couldn't be like a man.
Perhaps he could raise that female baby, raise her to be more like him. Oh, that would just prepare the land for anything that could possibly happen. Not only would they have him, they would have a woman who was much like him. Oh, how fantastic!
She would never, ever be like those others. When something was the matter, she could sort it out, instead of sobbing like a river. She could already hold some mild control over Alice, what more could one need in a person? As a baby they exert power, and grown, well, then there would be no problem.
If of course she had the capacity to grow to be like him. He was a man after all.
What's Up Duloc? From Shrek the Musical
"Alegría"
He was completing his dream for this land. A picture perfect land. The palace was a little dusty, yes, but that was one of the very last things he had to worry about. Had he not already imprisoned those Bronx, his Birds snatching the last ones hiding in the forest? Yes, they sometimes screamed at him from their cells, but he could walk past. The Angels though, were harder to walk past. They would just regard him with a flint like glint in their normally peaceful eyes, but that cut deep. But what was very difficult to ignore, was coming across the White Singer crying. She would cling to her sister, sobbing, and would scream at him to release her friends.
Fleur had a perfect land now. All that remained were those who didn't rebel, those who just accepted it. The Bird Creatures contorted still, but when he came to watch, somehow, their gently smiling faces or, alternatively, their emotionless faces remained the same, but their curvature seemed to convey disappointment. The Doll Girl spun her silver hoops, but never once opened her eyes. She didn't seem to want to look at this horrible world. She too, was disappointed.
But, things were looking up here!
Morning Report from the Lion King
"KĀ"
Sometimes, the two siblings would be with their father, when the Chancellor would come and give a report on the goings on of the Empire. When he did, the two would stand behind, and mock him. The Twin Sister would be the Chancellor, and the Twin Brother would be their father, and they would trade roles, their father trying not to laugh as they eventually plotted to pounce onto the Chancellor.
"RAW!" they would scream, leaping onto him, and he would let out the oddest squawking noise, leaping onto a chair. Then, they would continue to mock him until he stormed out. Then, the three would laugh until the Empress came in, demanding to know what had upset the Chancellor in such a way he was threatening to quit.
Liar (Medical Mix by Angelspit) originally by Emilie Autumn
"Zaia"
When Zaia felt genuinely frustrated at Romeo, she would parrot back everything he told her. She would say how she wanted to show him the beauty he couldn't possibly comprehend he held without her, how she would hold him to the suns and read his soul, how she wanted to see his pain so she could see his soul inside and out, how she wanted…so much.
Romeo would grow very ashamed of what he had thought to be caring things to say, and would try to make it up to her, but he would have to chase her to two more places, likely worlds, before she would hear his apology.
Though once she did, she forgave him, and the two would wander space together, hands entwined.
Love Lives On by Mallary Hope
"Corteo"
He had been married, and that woman felt his loss for ages. Each morning, should someone come in, she would be sitting in the kitchen, with two cups of coffee, sobbing into her arms hysterically. When she recovered, she would pour out the bitter drink, and wash the cup, gulping her own coffee down.
They felt so bad for her, especially, the Dead Clown's old mother. The crone would visit the wife each week, and the two would sit and talk, talk for hours. The poor Widow would listen to stories of the Crone's dead son's youth, the situations he got himself into, and laugh sadly.
And each year, on his birthday, the Widow would take her daughter to the grave and lay flowers there, and tell the little girl stories of her father.
Unlaced by Emilie Autumn
"Koozå"
The Trickster found her dead, bleeding into the soft earth. The back of her dress was unlaced, and there was a dagger plunged into the soft, supple flesh there, he could see the spine cracked under the blade.
A shiver ran up the back of his own spine. He had created this place as a haven for himself. Was this not where the people were all of his creation or had no real emotion or thought capacity? This place was supposed to be safe, the safest place in any dimension. Who could possibly have done this?
He knelt closer, his senses at red alert, and inspected the dagger. It was very crudely made, but it was still lethal, if this was any proof.
The Trickster sighed, and picked up the Unicycle Duo woman, carrying her back to where her husband was no doubt waiting anxiously for her return. But not in this form, never in this form, with the back of her dress unlaced…
Anything Can Happen from Mary Poppins
"Alegría"
When Fleur was finally-finally thrown out of the land, great parties flew up. The White Singer flitted from party to party, mainly staying in those of the Bronx and Nymphs and such, but she also visited those of the more contemplative.
They said anything could happen. And yes it could. Birds were gone too, after all. The New Order could take over now, and once they did, oh would this land be in good hands!
Unless, of course, Fleur and his Birds got back. Anything could happen, after all…they wouldn't let that happen, of course!
Constant by Emilie Autumn
"Quidam"
Zoe could swear that for ages after she left the shadowy realm of the Quidam, she could feel her friends at her hand, taking her hands, could hear them talking to her.
It was a little bit of an odd feeling to be certain.
She often had to stop, take a breath, and remind herself that it was an illusion. If she turned around, there would not be the two, there would be air.
She was quite constant in her memories, and no one could ever say she didn't love now.
Double Trouble (Team Rocket) from Pokémon
"La Nouba"
They were often called "Team Rocket" as well as their title of Les Cons. This was apparently because they worked as a team, and at the first opportunity, would likely shoot into space like a rocket.
They often made no sense, and were called "Team Stupid" at that point, because their logic sounded like stupid babblings. The evils of Truth and Love for one. Now that was a pearl of wisdom, not that anyone caught it.
Either way, the four of them would continue to dance, mimicking the real dancers, and having fun, spouting the same wisdom daily.
A/N: I wanted to do more, but I was getting songs I had done before. So, I just give you this. I hope you liked them.
Oops! Disclaimer! I don't own it.
There we go...yes, everything has been taken care of I believe. Very good.
Ta-da!