Life Is A Rollercoaster Chapter 6: A Palmeira Azul, a rio fanfic

Chapter 6:A Palmeira Azul

Much to their surprise, the family of macaws did not wake to the usual glare of the sun the next morning. Instead, they were startled awake by a blast of chilled air, and their home seemingly provided little protection against it.

The best they could do was huddle together and try to maintain their body heat.

"This is one c-crazy morning to w-wake up to, Mama. I don't like the cold!"

"I know, Liliana. I don't think anyone in this hollow does. Maybe if we get some food in our stomachs, it will give us an energy boost."

In response, Jewel's stomach croaked for a few seconds, and Blu's followed shortly after, letting loose a deep rumble. Blu broke away from the huddle and perched at the edge of the exit, peering inquisitively at the cloudy sky outside.

He turned back to his family and said, "Cold or not, we still need to go collect some food. Are you coming, honey?"

Jewel nodded happily before staring down at the three quivering bodies clustered around her. "You all are to stay here and wait for us to come back. We won't be gone long. I just hope your father can stay awake long enough to make it home!"

"Okay, Mama!"

"Bye!"

"We will be right here when you come back!"

She gave them all a tender pat with her wing before joining her mate. After they lifted off and flew across the clearing, Blu gave his mate a condescending look.

"What was that for?"

"For your little 'comment' about my sleep issues! I can handle the cold just fine. All I have to do is keep myself moving."

"Hmmph. I guess it shouldn't be a problem, considering how much you run your beak. Everytime..."

In the midst of their "discussion," they had entered the jungle to the north of their home, and Jewel spied a tree sagging with mangoes up ahead.

"Look, Blu. I see a bunch of mangoes on that tree over there. How about you focus more on flying and less on arguing, so we can get those fruits and get home?"

"Oooh! A subject change! How proper of you. Focus on this!"

Blu charged at Jewel and began flying circles around her, and she grew distracted by his antics.

"Hey! Very funny, mister! I can't see! Cut it out!"

Blu simply continued his orbits around her, and as soon as Jewel saw an opening, she dashed forward with a powerful stroke of her wings. However, she had ended up right in his path, and as he came up from underneath, he slammed into her.

They both went flying forward, and after a brief tumble through the air, they ended up crashing into the fruit-laden mango tree.

"Ow! Way to go, Blu!"

"It wasn't my fault! You were the one who tried to escape!"

"Whatever! At least we found the tree! Let's get picking. We-"

Just as Jewel tried to extricate herself from the tree, she lost her balance and slipped from the wet branch. As soon as she fell, her talons caught on the super-long ones that belonged to Blu.

He was pulled from the branch along with her, and they ended up on the ground in a cloud of dust. Blu was laying on top of his mate, and the dust was causing them both to choke.

"You...see! Your fault, honey!" *Cough*

"I can't help *Cough* that the branch was wet with dew! Now get off of me! *Wheeze* I can't breathe!"

Jewel forced herself up and flung Blu off of her in the process. He ended up on his back right in front of her, and as he looked up, he noticed that the branch they had fell from was still shaking.

Just as he tried to get up, a mango broke loose from the quivering branch, and it fell down directly on his head. Jewel dropped to the ground and started laughing hysterically at Blu's misfortune.

As the mango slid from his head and plopped onto the ground, all of his head feathers had been stuck together with the gooey insides of the fruit.

"Oh! Ha ha ha! Look at your feathers! Have fun cleaning that off! Man, this is rich! You..."

Blu tried his best to ignore Jewel's laughter, but it irritated him deeply nonetheless.

"I will show you rich!" He picked up the half-ruined mango and chucked at her quivering form. It pounded her in the chest with an audible splat, and she immediately ceased her laughter.

It had clumped most of her chest feathers together, including the tuft that sprouted right in the middle from her long-healed chest wound.

"There! Now we are even. Can we just get home now? No more messing around. I am starving!"

Jewel stared at her matted feathers in slight disbelief, but she soon realized that Blu was right. "Point well made, Blu. I guess we should be getting home..."

They managed to pluck five mangoes from the tree and carry them home. Blu had avoided his sleep problem just like he said he would, much to his and Jewel's relief.

They dropped the fruit off at their home before flying back out to wash the mango stains off at the pool that they so often used. After they had returned and dined on the succulent fruit with their children, an idea popped into Blu's head.

"Jewel?"

"Yes?"

"I was thinking that we should sing at The Blue Palm tonight. I mean, we are the co-owners! I think it is fitting that we give a performance at the inauguration."

"Hmmm. You are right! But, what will we sing, exactly? Are we going to have to come up with a whole song again? That takes a long time."

Blu racked his brain for an answer, and after a meditative pause, he knew just what to do. "We won't have to come up with anything, Jewel! I remember a song that Linda used to play all the time back in Minnesota. She played it because it helped lighten the mood on those days where it was really cold and cloudy."

"Really? Well, that's nice. How does it go? And what parts are you and I going to sing?"

"We will sort that out as we go along. Oh, and I have to make a few changes to the words, just for us. The first line goes like this..."

As their children sat and listened intently, Blu repeated the song to Jewel, pausing only to indicate where they would switch off, or where their duet would start. After he had pointed out where he had changed the lyrics, he and Jewel ran through the song twice more.

The entire session lasted four hours, much shorter than the last time they had rehearsed for a performance. Still, they had no way to judge what time it actually was, thanks to the sheet of griseous clouds that were obscuring the sun.

"Do you have the song down, Jewel?"

"Uh, yeah. I like it, actually. It's very catchy! No wonder Linda likes it!"

Blu walked over to the edge of their hollow and gazed out once again. "Yeah. It is sure to be hit when we perform it tonight! But how will we tell when the sun has set? I can't even see it!"

Jewel was concerned as well, but she had faith that someone would come and warn them ahead of time. She walked up behind Blu and stroked his back with her wing.

"It's okay, Blu. Remember, Kipo said he was going to spread the word about the club. I am pretty sure that a certain canary and cardinal are going to come! They might even stop by here and chat. I bet that they are going to sing a song just like we are!"

As Jewel concluded her sentence, Blu spotted two colorful figures emerge from the left side of the clearing, trailed by three smaller shapes. His superior sight brought them into sharp detail, and he instantly recognized who they were. He backed away from the edge and turned to his mate.

"What is it, Blu?"

"I see two birds coming this way. Two Scarlet Macaws, to be precise, and it looks like they are bringing their chicks."

"Scarlet Macaws? Who are you...oh! But, why would they come here?"

"We're about to find out."

A few moments later, the two ornate macaws in question landed in the hollow along with their chicks, and they all wore pleasant smiles.

"Well, hello Blu! Hello, Jewel! It's been awhile, hasn't it?"

Blu went up to Maricela and gave her a warm hug, followed by a firm talon-shake with Frank. Jewel soon did the same, not wanting to seem unfriednly to the two macaws who had helped her after her "accident."

"It sure has, Maricela! How has your family been?"

"We've been great! The chicks are growing so fast, you know. We hardly have any time for each other!"

"What about you and Jewel? I trust all has been well, just the same."

"Oh, yes! These three guys are growing up just as fast as yours! They might have to move out pretty soon! No, I am just joking! But still, we have had it pretty easy."

"That's nice. It's good to see our friends faring well i this crazy world."

Blu smiled in response and peered down at the three scarlet birds standing at her feet. "What are your names?"

One by one, the three macaws stepped forward and happily replied to Blu's query.

"I am Leo!"

"My name is Joaquin!"

"My name's Valeria!"

Blu gave them each a pat with his wing before stepping back to stand by Jewel. Maricela looked over at Blu's children before turning back to her own. "Why don't you go play with Blu's children, you three? They might want to be your new friends! Go on!"

They gazed briefly at their mother before heeding her advice, slowly walking to the other side of the hollow where the three blue macaws were standing.

Jewel stared at Maricela and asked, "So, what brings you here on this dreadful day?"

"Oh, we caught word of a new club in town from some of our friends. I take it that you and Blu are the owners, right?"

Kipo sure knows how to spread the news!

"Right! We just had it finished yesterday. We are going to perform there tonight."

"That's wonderful! We came by to tell you that we are too!"

"Wait, what?"

"Frank and I have decided to do our own little song as well. We haven't been to a club in a very long time, and we think that now is the perfect time to try it out. Not only that, we are going to sing our song in Portuguese!"

Blu and Jewel stared each other in shock for a few moments, but their shock soon morphed to admiration. "Wow. We weren't expecting that! Are you two nervous at all?"

"Just a little, to be honest! But we think that will go away once we start singing."

"Well, that's good! We-"

Jewel's reply was cut short as the loud chatter of what sounded like four birds filled the hollow. Frank walked over to the exit hole and caught sight of a red bird, a yellow bird, and two large black ones.

"Who is that, Blu? Come here."

Blu rushed over and peered out just the same.

"Just some old friends. I think that they found out about the club just like you! We better make room!"

Blu jumped back from the exit after Frank, and he turned to face his mate. "Pedro, Nico, Eva, and Rafael are coming. We need to make room for them."

After a quick scan of the already crowded hollow, Jewel realized that there was no more room. "We have to go outside, Blu. We can't possibly fit them in here! Don't you see!"

"Hmmm. I guess you are right. Let me go tell them..."

Blu flew quickly from the hollow and hovered right in the path of the four birds. Blu told them to wait on the ground, since the hollow could not accommodate them.

They nodded and flew down to the base of the tree, and Blu went back up to bring the rest of the birds down. As soon as the visitors were gathered down below, Pedro and Nico introduced themselves to Maricela and Frank, and then the two Scarlet Macaws returned the greeting.

After that had been sorted out, Pedro and Nico got down to business. They informed Blu and Jewel that they had received news of their new club, and that they were also going to sing a number there.

Rafael and Eva spoke next, and they decided that they were only going to go watch the others, and they would not be taking part in any singing. It took Blu, Jewel, and the others a few minutes to soak in the information, and they realized that tonight was going to be crazier than any of them would have expected.

Blu faced the now excited crowd and said, "So, not only are Jewel and I going to sing, but so are Maricela, Frank, Nico, and Pedro! What order are we going to sing in, though?"

Pedro and Nico exclaimed, "We will go first, Blu!"

"I guess Frank and I will go next."

"I guess that leaves us for last, Jewel!"

"That's fine with me! By then, the club will already be pumped up for our grand finale!"

Just then, Blu caught sight of a familiar, but ragged, blue macaw piercing the north side of the clearing. He said nothing as the macaw alighted down in the midst of them and fixed Jewel in a powerful gaze.

"Father? Is that you?"

"Indeed it is. I came by to tell you how proud I am of your new club. I am going to stop by for a few hours, if that is okay with you."

She walked up to her father and folded him tightly in her wings. She then drew back and replied, "Thank you, father. I don't mind at all. Blu and I are going to sing, and so are Nico, Pedro, and the two toucans."

"How wonderful! I can only imagine how crazy it is going to be! This will be a night that I won't soon forget! Oh, may I ask what happened to your eye?"

"Oh, uh, I had a tiny accident at a club a few weeks ago. Blu had to, uh, save me, and this is how I ended up."

Tiny accident? Yeah right! Jewel died, and after I revived her, she went ballistic! I guess she doesn't want Vicente to worry. She is one smart bird!

Vicente merely nodded, apparently understanding what Jewel was implying, and not wanting to press the issue. He then took the time to introduce himself to the two Scarlet Macaws.

As Jewel gazed around at the plethora of animals before her, she wondered if anyone else was going to show up. The only bird that she hadn't seen was Kipo.

I wonder when Kipo is going to pop up? He must be so excited for tonight! I bet he has some stuff to tell us.

Half an hour later, just as she expected, the large spoonbill landed among the others, and he was visibly excited. After the throng of birds exchanged greetings, he walked over to Blu and Jewel and began informing them of what he had done over the past day.

"I brought four barrels of drinks for the club, and I got them set up and ready for use. I also got a hold of a band to come and play for us. The instruments are already in place, so all we have to do is wait for the members to show up.

I have been working all day getting everything organized for tonight! Are all of you coming to the club? What about the chicks?"

Jewel replied, "Yeah. We are all going. But I don't know what we are going to do with the children."

Blu turned and gazed at Maricela, and he could only think of one option. "I think that we will have to leave the chicks here. That is, if Maricela doesn't mind."

"I guess. I mean, we don't have anywhere to take them. They have each other to play with, and we won't be gone too long."

Blu nodded, and then turned back to Kipo, slowly asking, "When is the club going to open?"

"In about four more hours. I am going back there to help Rinaldo get his equipment set up. If I were you, I would take a short nap to pass the time. You all want to have a clear head, so that you all can perform to the best of your abilities."

Kipo watched as most of the other birds nodded in agreement, and then he proceeded to finish his speech. "I am going to head off now. You can come early if you like, but there won't be much to do. I am going to open the club an hour early, so that we can start filling up. I wish all of you the best of luck tonight!"

Kipo smiled and flew off, and after his pink form faded into the jungle, many of the other birds followed suit after saying goodbye to their friends.

Maricela's chicks stayed behind, and all eight macaws flew back up to Blu and Jewel's hollow for a quick rest. After a few hours had passed, nature found its own way to notify them that they had an event to attend.

The group of macaws was once again torn from their sleep, only this time, it was by a bright flash of lightning, followed by a deep rumble of thunder.

They all jumped out of their nests, and Blu and Jewel immediately prepared themselves to leave. Blu quickly fluffed up his feathers and made for the exit, with Jewel in his wake.

"You six are to stay here until either we or your parents return. This weather might get worse, and you don't want to be caught out in it. Do NOT leave this hollow, and try to keep yourselves occupied. We will return as soon as possible. Stay safe, all of you."

Maricela's children replied, "Okay. We will just be playing with your chicks. Nothing will happen. We promise."

Jewel's children added, "Don't worry, Mama. We will watch over each other."

The two macaws nodded and blasted from the hollow, flying as fast as they could towards their distant destination. Braving the assault of the storm upon their senses, they finally ended up at The Blue Palm, quickly making their way inside through the partially open door.

As they gazed around, they recognized a few faces from the night before. Kipo was helping Rinaldo connect all of the wires from the equipment to his control box and turntables that were set up in the corner of the east and south walls.

Alicia the toucan was setting up small stacks of paper cups on the bar and wiping it down. Behind her were four sizable barrels, mounted on a sturdy wooden rack.

Each of them bore a label that identified their contents. From left to right, they read: Mango Massacre. Star fruit Slaughter. Dragon fruit Disaster. Coconut Coma.

"Wow. Those must be some strong drinks to have names like that! Are you going to try any?"

"No way, Blu! I am not about to traumatize my lovely body with that stuff! I don't want to get up on that stage like a drunken freak, either. I am NOT going to risk humiliating myself in front of this entire club."

"Suit yourself! I wasn't going to drink any, either. I just wanted to see your reaction."

Jewel glared at him with her right eye, and he quickly looked away. "Hey, there's Kipo! Let's go talk to him!"

Blu jetted off to his friend, and Jewel followed in his wake, obviously annoyed at Blu's actions.

"Hello, Kipo! Is everything ready?"

Kipo plugged a gold-tipped cable into Rinaldo's gray control box before whirling around to his friend.

"Hey, Blu! Everything is just about set up. Rinaldo has everything connected, and Alicia over there has the bar prepared. The club will open in just under an hour, but I will go ahead and open the door for the early birds, pardon the pun!"

Just as Kipo finished talking, a loud clap of thunder shook the building, and a steady downpour of rain began to pound a rhythm on the windows above.

"Oh, great. Now it's raining! What if nobody shows up, Kipo? What then?"

"Oh, nonsense, Blu! This is a night too important to miss! I am sure that this club will be packed out in another hour or so."

Kipo walked over to the tall steel door, and just as he reached it, frantic shouting was heard coming from the other side. "Oh my! Looks like I was right! Some birds are already showing up!"

He heaved the door open, and a small group of birds trudged inside, their rain-soaked bodies dripping water all over the floor. "Welcome to The Blue Palm! We have about an hour until opening time!"

A sodden toucan replied, "Thank...you. That is some storm...out there! This is the perfect place to get some shelter from it!"

The birds walked deeper into the club and sat themselves down at one of the tables. Blu turned to his mate and said, "Well, I guess it's time to play the waiting game..."

After more and more soaked creatures continued to file in, including the canary and cardinal, Rafael, Eva, the two Scarlets, and Jewel's father, Kipo briefly left his post to illuminate the neon signs above the stage and and the strings of lights on the walls.

After Blu and Jewel had a chat with them and walked off, Mauro and a few of his servants scampered in and shook themselves dry. The two macaws trotted over to him and gained his attention with a warm, "Hello!"

Mauro looked up at them, and his eyes were wide with amusement. "Well, hello, you two. Come to sing tonight in this fancy place of yours?"

Blu beamed at the marmoset and replied, " Yes, we are going to sing, but we are going to do it last, after a few of our friends. Are you going to stick around to see it?"

"Of course. That is the whole reason why we came. Right, boys?"

"Right!"

"Great! Well, we will see you later. We had better get up to the stage and get things started!"

Kipo was already waiting for them on the upper level of the stage, and they quickly joined him. To their right, a large assortment of instruments reclined on the lower level, and their owners were busy looking them over and testing them out quietly.

Kipo and the two macaws gazed out over the now populous club, and they decided that it was time to get things started. Blu and Jewel looked towards the back at Rinaldo, and he waved a wing, indicating that he was ready.

They looked up at Kipo, and after they gave a quick nod, he snatched a bird-sized wireless mic from one of the stands. As Rinaldo focused a beam of white light on each of them, Kipo began to speak.

The four speakers boosted his voice, easily overpowering the roar of the typhoon outside. "Attention, everyone! Tonight is the grand opening of The Blue Palm! These two macaws are its co-founders and co-owners, and they have spent a tremendous amount of energy designing it.

They, along with the help of many other creatures, worked together to transform this once-boring brick building into what you see before you. Let's give them all a round of applause!"

The crowd of creatures below all erupted into a cacophony of noises, and it lasted for several minutes. He handed his mic off to Blu, while Jewel walked over to another stand and grabbed her own.

Kipo then flew down to the foot of the stage and stared eagerly up at them.

Jewel began, "Thank you all for coming! We have worked very hard to create this wonderful place, and we hope that today is the first of many successful days that this club will have.

We have three performances planned for tonight, and we assure you that they will make your visit here a memorable one. Anything else, Blu?"

"We would like to give special thanks to Rinaldo for being our audio and equipment controller, and Alicia for volunteering as our bartender! Feel free to drink your fill, but be careful, because the refreshments we have are very strong! Once again, we thank you for showing up!

Nico and Pedro are the first performers tonight, so come on up, you two! Without further ado, let the party begin!"

The two macaws glided down to the floor in the midst of more hearty cheering, and they saw Pedro and Nico informing Rinaldo of their music choice.

The canary and cardinal then flew up to the stage and grabbed their mics, and the club fell into darkness, punctuated only by the flashes of lightning from outside.

A steady, thumping beat began to blast from the speakers, and several streams of red light swept across the stage.

Pedro and Nico had positioned themselves at each end of the curved structure, and as the red beams fell upon them, they began to rap in unison.

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah...

As they met in the center of the stage, they began the intro, swapping back and forth as they sang.

[Nico]

Yeah we run that,

Club war on the track for the comeback, get it like,

[Pedro]

Hah, Yeah I'm on that,

Hot wax on the floor catch a contact, get 'em like,

[Nico]

Blao!

Yeah we run that,

Club war on the track for the comeback, get it like,

Blao!

[Pedro]

Yeah I'm on that,

Hot wax on the floor catch a contact, get 'em like...

Pedro began to break dance as Nico began his verse of the song:

Yeah, we've been around for a minute,

Been around the block, still pack shows in it.

And now you wanna get with it,

See, we come this far, no rags, no gimmicks!

No A & R slipping back tryin' ta get the pickage,

For starters, my name's too hot for those bitches!

Nico and Pedro, yeah you know we went and done did it,

From Janeiro to the bay, yes we pay for the ticket!

Yeah, we've got a whole lot of hype,

Whole lot of scraps and a whole lot of vibe.

Whole lot of guys tryin' ta blow from the mic,

But no one ain't bringing up, and cold to the site.

So, you best act like you get it,

Step to the stage and you 'bout to get wetted!

You'll never last that will everlast like you're credited,

If there's beef, then trust a flyin' fan boy did it like,

The two birds then combined their voices once more, and Rinaldo stepped up the intensity of the light show, sweeping multicolored beams all over the floor.

[Nico]

Blao!

Yeah we run that,

Club war on the track for the comeback, get it like,

Blao!

[Pedro]

Hah, Yeah I'm on that,

Hot wax on the floor catch a contact, get 'em like,

[Nico]

Blao!

Yeah we run that,

Club war on the track for the comeback, get it like,

Blao!

[Pedro]

Yeah I'm on that,

Hot wax on the floor catch a contact, get 'em like,

[Nico]

Blao!

All of a sudden, Rinaldo darkened the club once more, and the only indication that the two birds were still there was the echo of their voices:

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah...

Rinaldo then cranked the lights back up, and Nico was now the dancer as Pedro rapped into his mic:

I spend time in the game, paying those dues,

Making those moves, still the same old grooves.

'Cept my brain holds a few more, straight cold tunes,

And you're more likely to get your feathers froze too!

Done a few more steps, the stage shows new,

And now it's more jam packed than Rush Hour 2.

Bringing me more cheap scrubs to crush on the daily,

And a lot more, I wouldn't touch if you paid me!

Man I don't ramp, and I blow amps,

The fam that I roll with will smash your whole camp.

'Cause the beats you make sound crap and don't bang,

While the tracks that we both sing are so nang.

We're on top of the food chain, common with the skills,

That'll have any weak crew running to the hills.

But there's no place to hide, we're at large and heavy,

Coming to a club near you, yeah, you get me!

Much to everyones surprise, the beat started slowing down, as did the light show, and the two birds adjusted their duet to match.

[Nico]

Blao!

Yeah we run that,

Club war on the track for the comeback, get it like,

Blao!

[Pedro]

Yeah I'm on that,

Hot wax on the floor catch a contact, get 'em like...

As the two birds concluded their song, their treble and bass voices faded into the rumble of the thunder.

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah...

The lights faded along with them, and after a third period of darkness, the club lights were lit up to medium intensity. Pedro and Nico bowed briefly, and this resulted in a short burst of applause and general adjective-laden praise.

The two birds walked away from each other and disappeared behind the curtain on either side of the stage.

Blu and Jewel flew up to the stage and grabbed the microphones once more. Blu shouted, "A stunning debut by Nico and Pedro, ladies and gentlemen! Let's hear it one more time!"

Another bout of applause erupted from below, and as they gazed out over the crowd, a few birds perched at the bar raised their drinks in the air, albeit very unsteadily.

Jewel concluded, "Next up is the duo of Frank and Maricela! Come on up, you two! Be sure to dazzle us!"

The two Scarlet Macaws lofted onto the stage and clutched their own microphones. They gave a brief nod to Rinaldo, and a much more mellow tune drifted from the speakers.

A soft wash of purple light rained down upon the two macaws as they faced each other. Frank began a slow aerial dance above his mate as her lovely voice filled the club:

[Maricela]

Será que não devemos ter pressa,

Se realmente quisesse isso.

Não é suficiente,

Já sabendo que nós tentamos nosso melhor.

The female drew a deep breath and then let loose a soft, rolling solo.

Ahhhhh...

Frank and Maricela then switched places, and as pairs of azure and red lights painted the stage, Frank emptied his voice into the microphone he was holding.

Tal vez possamos chamá-lo mesmo,

Pena que eu nunca saí.

Diga-me se você ainda me perdoe,

Diga-me se você ainda vêm dentro.

Maricela dropped to the stage and took the lead as the singer, while Frank began to dance slow circles around her.

Ahhhhh...

O amor vem em primeiro lugar,

Mais rápido do que deveria.

O amor vem em primeiro lugar,

Ele deixa muito lentamente.

O amor vem primeiro,

Depois nos damos conta,

O amor vem em primeiro lugar.

The light soon shifted to a deep green, and the myriad of beams now converged on Frank, while his mate danced around him as he sang.

Sentado aqui com todas as respostas,

Você acha que tinha que fazer isso durar?

Apressando-se de braços abertos,

Desejando que pudéssemos chamá-lo de casa.

The macaws then grabbed each other with their wings, and they alternated their voices back in forth for the next section of the track.

[Maricela]

Ahhhhh...

[Frank]

Diga-me...

[Maricela]

Ahhhhh...

[Frank]

Diga-me...

[Maricela]

Ahhhhh...

[Frank]

Diga-me...

[Maricela]

Ahhhhh...

[Frank]

Diga-me...

[Maricela]

Ahhhhh...

Diga-me...

[Maricela]

Ahhhhh...

[Frank]

Diga-me...

[Maricela]

Ahhhhh...

The disco ball above now jumped to life, spilling hundreds of tiny squares across every surface. The flashes of lightning caused several bursts of light to flash from the ball, and the two macaws danced around in their final duet.

O amor vem em primeiro lugar,

Mais rápido do que deveria.

O amor vem em primeiro lugar,

Ele deixa muito lentamente.

O amor vem primeiro,

Depois nos damos conta,

O amor vem em primeiro lugar...

The music slowly faded from the air, and the crowd once again praised the two performers. This time, many of the creatures below had tears in their eyes, yet they still shouted happily.

They followed the path of Nico and Pedro before them, vanishing behind he curtain and re-emerging back down on the floor. Blu and Jewel once more returned to the stage and allowed the party animals a few more seconds to show their support for Maricela and Frank.

The curtain then slid closed in front of the two macaws, and Blu turned to face his mate. "Are you ready, honey? This is it."

"Yes I am, Blu. Just like old times, huh?"

"Indeed!"

"Let's give them a show becoming of a pair of club owners, shall we?"

"We shall..."

Blu leaned in to kiss her briefly, and he drew back to steady his nerves. A semi-rapid drum beat began to fill the air, only it came from the waiting band to their right.

As the curtain parted, a wall of orange light advanced towards them, and they each drew a deep breath. The soft aura came to rest upon them, and they knew it was time to shine...

A/N:

Here is the song guide for this chapter. I had to adapt some of the lyrics from the original to suit them better. Feel free to watch the originals on Youtube. It will help you get the feel for the songs here, and plus, they are some sweet tunes!

Pedro's/Nico's Song:

Foreign Beggars-Contact

Maricela's/Frank's Song:

Techno Squirrels-Love Comes First.

I decided to do this song in Portuguese, so just Youtube search it and listen to it in English.

You can follow along with the lyrics, if you want. You can pretty much get the gist of what it is saying.

Thank you for taking the time to read this, and until my next update...

*THE Wolf is out!*