Sofia2017 planning asked about this song from Strawberry Shortcake, so enjoy your request! I thought it would be fun if, when the royal family of Trufflandia came for the visit that was mentioned in chapter 39 of Do You Want to Sing Together XXI, the kids got together and sang some of their favorite songs. Some of the boys help James with a story, while the daughter plays with Sofia and Amber. Even though they came to Aunt Tilly and Sir Bartelby's wedding, the royal family of Trufflandia was never named, so I own the names, and the idea that there are seven kids comes from chapter 46 of theblindwriter95's Family Love. There is a quick mention of a song from Do You Want to Sing Together XXI, Nous Vivons Ensemble by Gordon Lightfoot. Thanks to Sofia2017 planning for helping with the story. Strawberry Shortcake's music, and the Tee Set's music, are not mine.

The royal family was in the throne room, waiting for their visitors. The king and queen of Trufflandia, who hadn't been seen since Aunt Tilly and Sir Bartelby's wedding, were coming for a visit. They had written to King Roland a few weeks ago, saying that they wanted to visit Enchancia again.

"King Etienne and Queen Dominique of Trufflandia," Baileywick announced, "and their children, Princes Marc, Antoine, and Raul, and Princess Mirette."

The king and queen of Trufflandia entered the throne room, accompanied by three boys and a girl. Just like they had at the wedding, Amber and King Etienne gave the Trufflandian greeting. "Your Majesties, we bring our children, Princes Marc, Antoine, and Raul, and their sister, Princess Mirette," King Etienne introduced them as Amber sat down again. "Their brothers, Adrien, Noel, and Phillippe, who wanted to accompany us, are ill, so they stay home."

"It's very nice to meet your children, and please tell your sons that we hope they feel better soon," Miranda smiled.

"Can we play with Princess Amber, Prince James, and Princess Sofia, Papa?" Mirette asked.

"Of course," King Etienne smiled.

"Merci, Papa," Mirette smiled as Sofia, James, and Amber led her and her siblings out.

Marc, Antoine, Raul, and James were in James' room a few moments later. "You like writing, yes?" twelve-year-old Marc asked as he saw a small stack of papers on James' desk, and a box of folders near his bed.

"Yes I do," James smiled. "When I'm not helping edit royal documents, I write adventure stories. I even sent some of them to the magazine in the village."

"Andrew Harmon!" six-year-old Raul smiled.

"That's right," James smiled. "Do you read the magazines too?"

Ten-year-old Antoine smiled. "Yes we do. We have friends in your village that send us the magazines. Even Mirette enjoys them."

James grinned. "That's brilliant, Antoine!"

Antoine smiled. "Yes, our brothers love reading them too, but they are sick today which is why they didn't come this time."

"Well, we'll just have to write a story for them to help them recover faster, won't we?" James grinned.

"Oui!" Antoine, Raul, and Marc cheered.

"Okay!" James grinned. As he opened the trunk at the foot of his bed, he added, "I hope you don't mind, but I bounce ideas for my stories off of my plush friends here. They usually come up with pretty good ideas."

"Just like our brother Adrien," Marc smiled, thinking of his 13-year-old brother. "He has stuffed animals that he uses as writing helpers too."

"And this friend might help you too," Antoine added, handing James a plush bear with a white t-shirt that read 'Je t'aime Trufflandia'.

"That's brilliant! Thank you!" James smiled.

"Mirette has similar presents for your sisters," Raul added.

At the same time, Sofia, Amber, and nine-year-old Mirette were in Amber's room. Mirette, who had brought a doll with her, had given them each a doll of their own, and the three girls were currently playing with them on the bed.

"Thank you, Mirette, these dolls are beautiful, and their dresses are fabulous!" Amber smiled. "I'll have to ask Madam Colette if she can make me a gown that looks like the one my doll's wearing!"

"So will I, but really, thank you, Mirette," Sofia smiled.

"I'm glad you like them," Mirette smiled. "And as we're playing, why don't I teach you one of the songs my friends and I sing when we play together?"

Sofia smiled. "Sure, what song is that?"

Mirette smiled and gave them papers with the words of a song on it as she took out her tape recorder. "My friends and I made this song up when we were younger, and my brothers and I sing it when we meet someone new."

Mirette smiled as she began, Try on zis dress
Try on zis hat
I'd never guess you'd look so different dressed in zat

Sofia smiled as she joined in, Like when two friends
Aren't friends at first
They turn around and soon they've found the view's reversed
My friend

Mirette echoed, Mon amie

Amber started, Many thanks

Mirette sang back, Merci

Amber sang to her, Thanks for taking time to let our friendship start

Mirette joined in, My friend

Sofia sang back, Mon amie

Mirette started, Zanks too, from me

Amber echoed, Merci aussi

Mirette finished the verse, You opened up my door and zen my 'eart

"And where was this song when you, Cleo and Hildegard first met Ruby and Jade?" Sofia giggled.

"Oh, Sofia," Amber smiled as she started the next verse, Two different worlds
Two different styles

Mirette joined in, But stitched togezzer, zey can weave a million smiles

She and Sofia sang together, And when we try
To understand
The road seems smoother 'cause we're walking hand in hand

Mirette started the chorus, My friend

Amber sang back, Mon amie

Mirette sang again, Many zanks

Sofia joined in, Merci

Mirette sang as they spun around, You know friends can come in every shape and size

Amber spun them as she joined in, My friend

Mirette sang back, Mon amie

Sofia joined in, Thanks once more

Mirette echoed, Merci encore

The girls sang together, We'll see more with our hearts than with our eyes
My friend, mon amie
Many thanks, merci

Mirette started, Au revoir

Amber echoed, See you soon

Mirette sang back, A bientot
Je vous aime

Sofia sang back, I like you
Vous aime aussi

Mirette echoed, I like you too

The girls finished together, Merci beaucoup
You will always be my friend

As Amber, Mirette, and Sofia were singing and continuing their games, James, Marc, Antoine, and Raul were bouncing ideas for the story not only off of James' writing helpers, but also each other. James even offered to have the new story set in Trufflandia, and so he'd be writing some of the dialogue in French. Fortunately, Marc, Antoine, and Raul were there to help describe the scenes and tell James how the French wording should go.

"You're doing very well, James," Marc smiled.

"Thanks for all your help," James smiled back.

Raul smiled. "No problem, James."

"I think this might help you too," Marc added. He reached into his bag again, and pulled out a small book.

"This is brilliant! A French-English dictionary!" James smiled. "Thanks, Marc!"

"You're very welcome," Marc smiled. "And I've heard that you like writing to music?"

"Yes I do," James smiled. "My birth mother used to sing a song that had French lyrics to me and Amber when we were little, and I sang it for extra credit during one of my foreign language tests at school."

Antoine smiled. "What song was that, James?"

"It was called Nous Vivons Ensemble, but I kind of remember another song she sang, which was also in French and English," James paused, then he admitted, "I only remember part of it."

"Perhaps we could help you," Marc suggested, "Do you know the tune?"

"Like I said, part of it," James said as he started humming it.

"I know that song!" Raul smiled.

"We all do," Antoine smiled.

"You do?" James grinned.

"Yes, and if I may make a suggestion, why don't we take a break from the story and see how our sisters are doing?" Marc suggested. "I know how dedicated you are to your writing, but even the most committed writer knows when to stop."

"Okay, and we've got a really good start on the story," James agreed. "And who knows? Maybe we'll come up with something while we check on Mirette, Sofia, and Amber."

Raul smiled. "Allons-y! Let's go!"

While the girls were starting another game, they heard a knock on the door. "Come in!" Sofia called.

When James, Marc, Raul, and Antoine entered, Amber smiled. "James, what are you doing? Don't tell me…you're taking a break from a story! That's wonderful!"

"Yes, but we're also seeing what you're up to," James smiled, "Second, and thank you, guys, for teaching me this phrase: télégramme chantant!"

"Thank you!" Mirette giggled. Seeing Sofia and Amber's puzzled looks, Mirette smiled and explained, "They're going to give us a singing telegram!"

Amber smiled. "Really! What song are you going to sing for us?"

"I'm surprised you don't remember this one, Amber," James grinned. "Mom used to sing this to us when we were little. I know, she did the other one too, but she sang this one a few times as well."

When the music started, James sang, Ma belle amie
You were a child of the sun
And the sky and the deep blue sea

Amber smiled. She remembered dancing around to this song with James when she was younger.

Seeing her smile, Marc smiled as he sang to her, Ma belle amie
Apres tous les beaux jours
Je te dis merci merci

Sofia also smiled. "Oh, I love this song!"

Raul smiled as he sang to her, You were the answer of all my questions
Before we're through
I want to tell you that I adore you
And always do
That you amaze me by leaving me now
And start anew
Ma belle amie I'm in love with you

"That's right, James played that for you when we got home after our one French test," Amber smiled.

"I guess music, in any language, makes everything better," Sofia smiled.

James grinned. "You got that right, Sof."

The boys sang together, Let the bells ring
Let the birds sing
Let's all give my substitute a big cheer
Let the bells ring
Let the birds sing
For the man after him waits here
For the man after him waits here

"I can't believe I forgot this," Amber smiled as Antoine spun her.

"It's okay, Amber, this is a nice reminder," Sofia smiled.

Marc started the next verse, Ma belle amie
You were a child of the sun
And the sky and the deep blue sea

Raul joined in, Ma belle amie
There was a time that you thought
That your only friend was me

Antoine sang as he spun Mirette, You were the answer of all my questions
Before we're through

James joined in as he spun Amber, I want to tell you that I adore you
And always do

They sang together, That you amaze me by leaving me now
And start anew
Ma belle amie I'm in love with you

By now, the girls had joined the chorus, Let the bells ring
Let the birds sing
Let's all give my substitute a big cheer
Let the bells ring
Let the birds sing
For the man after him waits here
For the man after him waits here

As everyone was singing, Roland, Miranda, Dominique, and Etienne came to the door and watched them.

"I remember Melinda loved this song and sang it to Amber and James when they were younger," Roland smiled.

"You said James sang this to himself once during one of his French tests," Miranda smiled.

Unaware that Roland and Miranda had joined them, Amber, James, and Sofia started, Ma Belle Amie, you were a child of the sun and the sky and the deep blue sea.

Not knowing that Dominique and Etienne had joined in as well, Mirette, Antoine, Marc, and Raul echoed, Ma belle amie, apres tout les beau jours, je te dit merci merci!

Everyone finished the song together, You were the answer to all my questions before we're through.
I want to tell you, that I adore you and always do.
That you amaze me by leaving me now to start anew.
Ma belle amie, I'm in love with you.
Ma belle amie, I'm in love with you.

"Mama! Papa!" Marc gasped when he heard the applause coming from the doorway.

"How long have you been here?" Amber asked.

"Long enough. That was very well done, all of you!" Roland smiled.

"Oui! Tres bien, children, well done!" Etienne agreed.

"Are you ready to go home?" Dominique asked.

"Oui, Mama," Marc smiled, Antoine, Raul, and Mirette nodding at his side.

"I'll send you a copy of the story when it's published, and I made sure to give you credit for helping me," James added.

"Merci, James!" Raul smiled, his siblings echoing their thanks.

"Story?" Dominique asked.

"We'll tell you about it on the way home, and we'll show it to you when it's published," Marc said as they went on their way.