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Chapter 11
La Zita
"Gaz!" Zita screamed, filled with rage.
"Whatever next?" Purple asked.
"It's all a ploy to help Gaz!" Zita and Skooge sang together.
"This is insane." Red tried to tell Zita as she stormed past.
"I know who sent this: The Vicomte, her lover!" She looked at Dib who quickly answered, "Indeed? Can you believe this?"
"Signora!" Red called out as he followed her as she stormed down the stairs.
"O traditori!" Zita sang in Spanish.
"This is a joke!" Red told her.
"This changes nothing!" Purple tried.
"O mentitori!" Zita sang in her dressing room while throwing things into her bags. Her posse helped pack.
"Signora!" Red called again.
"You are our star!" Purple sang as she sat in a chair.
"And always will be!" Red added. "Signora!" Zita put her head in her hands dramatically. "The man is mad!" He told her.
"We don't take orders!" Purple sang as Zita hit the arm of the chair.
"Miss Daaé will be playing the Pigboy, the silent role," Red spoke calmly.
"Zita will be playing the lead!" Purple and Red sang together.
"It's useless trying to appease me!" She sang down the back-stage corridors with Skooge echoing. Workers stopped and came to the railing to see her off. "You're only saying this to please me!"
"Who scorn his word, beware to those." Md. Bitters sang quietly as she followed the troupe.
"You have reviled me!" Zita sang loudly. A man in the rafters mooned as she stormed through.
"The angel sees, the angel knows." Md. Bitters sang.
Zita crossed the stage where ballerinas were practicing. She pushed a few to the side. "You have rebuked me!"
"Signora, pardon us." Red and Purple plead.
"You have replaced me!" She turned around, throwing her arm in the air dramatically.
"Please, Signora we beseech you." The managers cried. "Signora, sing for us! Don't be a martyr." The group followed her into the lobby.
"What new surprises lie in store?" Tak, Dib, and Madam Bitters sang as Zita opened the main doors and found a large group of fans and admirers waiting outside. Zita smiled pretty for them as they came to the door with roses.
"Would you please give this to Miss Daaé, Miss Daaé?" A young man asked her. She backed up and closed the door.
Authors Comments:
Um…Yeah. It's been awhile. Sorry bout that. Lots to do. Constitutions to memorize. Etc. One of my favorite songs next. Yay! Has anyone noticed that there aren't any Betty Boop FanFics? That's sad. I'm gonna have to write one soon. About other Fics: Should I start on my other ones, or focus on this one? I don't know. P.S. The more reviews, the faster I'll up-date. Wink wink nudge nudge. Same goes for fanart. Cough cough. Also, the boy that hung up Red's jacket last chapter was Gir. If any one cares.
