Inspired by Tomorrow, Bugsy Malone song. Song is on youtube if you need it!

Originally it was going to be UmaxHarry, but it didn't feel right. Enjoy!


Uma unwound the tape from her feet and shook out her hair from its tight bun.

'Tomorrow never comes.' She thought sourly as she stared up at the door where old Beast had kindly ejected her from. It had been a kind rejection, others had not been so gentle with her, but his delay tactics were nothing new, and she wasn't stupid. Her naivety had died a long time ago. It was always tomorrow. She scoffed under her breath, and massaging her scalp lightly, she stared at the empty bar around her.

She was supposed to be grateful that Beast had given her a job at Dames & Dappers, but after watching Audrey dance night after night on the stage she longed to be on, Uma was starting to feel a little jaded. But that tiny little spark of hope kept her going, that one small bead of hope that still fluttered away inside of her.

It looked like Gil had closed down the bar for her; knowing the audition was important to her, he had done most of her work for her and she had never been more thankful.

As Uma sat, staring at the darkened saloon bar around her, she took out her tap shoes instead, and sliding them onto her feet, she felt a burst of energy rush through her veins. Mentally picking her favourite childhood song, she could almost hear her momma crooning to her as she danced around their threadbare living room, Uma stood and started to slow tapdance her way around the bar.

Tomorrow never comes

What kind of a fool

Do they take me for?

Tomorrow

A resting place for bums

A trap set in the slums

But I know the score

Moving herself softly around the room, Uma felt the childhood passion surge through her once more. Her body felt light and lithe once more, the aches of cleaning seemed to fade, and her knee which had pained her during her audition barely bothered her at all.

She looked briefly down at her shoes, remembering the day her momma brought them for her. They had been second, third or maybe even fourth hand; the tap plates had almost worn away, and even the soles of the shoes had seen better days. But old Cap'n Hook had given her some of his leftover metal scraps to replace the plates, and the soles of the shoes had been repaired by Aunt Cruella, and there they were, a beautiful pair of tap shoes that meant the world to her.

Even now as she moved her way around the bar singing her soft childhood song, voice filled with longing, the love of being a dancer came back to her. But she slowed to a stop at the sound of footsteps on the stairs, and there she saw one of Audrey's dancers; Chad Charming. Pretty blonde thing that had always smiled and said hello to her.

Anyone who feels the rhythm

Movin' through em

Knows it's gonna do em good

To let the music burst out

She took a breath, and picked her song back up once more. Her voice wavered only slightly feeling his eyes on her, but she moved slowly on. Instead Chad slung his jacket over the bannister and slowly he danced with her. He took his cue from her movements, and Uma's voice strengthened again. They never touched, but instead circled one another slowly, parting occasionally to dance alone, but never for long. Despite his lack of tap shoes, Chad seemed to match her well and Uma couldn't help but smile.

Won't take no for an answer

I was born to be a dancer now

Anyone who feels the rhythm through em

Knows it's gonna do em good

To let the music burst out

When you feel assured

Let the people know it.

Let your laughter loose

Until your scream becomes a love shout

The bar came back into focus once more, and the spell seemed to have broken. Chad had picked his jacket up once more and had started to leave until he turned back to face Uma. He held out his hand, and picking up her bag and her coat from the bar, she left the bar as well. She pulled the keys from her pocket and safely locked up behind her, and let Chad Charming lead her out into the quiet street.