You Can Fly, You Can Fly, You Can Fly Part 2
Summary: Ella earns the lead in her school play, but something goes awry.
Spoilers: Anything that happened up through "Rampage" is fair game. Also anything that is speculated for season 8 is fair game.
Disclaimer: I own nothing and nobody.
Notes: This story takes place in 2014. Ella is thirteen. Mark's tumor has been in full remission for over twelve years. Rachel moved in with them for high school and she is currently a med student at County General. Mark and Elizabeth have two other children David, 9, and Christina Marie, 4. Everything else should be easy enough to understand.
"So let's see this costume," said Elizabeth through the bathroom door.
"Just remember that this is only an idea. They don't know what the real one if going to look like yet," replied Ella opening the door. She stood there in an ankle length nightgown looking thing.
"Ella? Umm…. "
"I know, I know, it's something I would never wear in a million years. That's the joys of acting, right?" she said somewhat sarcastically.
"I know it's been quite a long time since I've seen Peter Pan, but why sleepwear?"
"They get taken from their bedroom in the middle of the night. Me, Martin (plays John), and Pat (a third grader who plays Michael) are in sleepwear for the entire play. It also helps when they attach the harness."
"I see," replied Elizabeth. "You're up for ER-scrub-green?"
"Well, I don't have to wear it everyday. It doesn't bother me as much."
"Funny. Why don't you show your father and see what he says."
"No way. Not until the costumes are final. He'll want to change everything about them." Ella went back into the bathroom to change out of the makeshift costume. She emerged wearing jeans and a tee shirt. "I don't have to go to rehearsal today. I don't think I can deal with those dance segments this weekend."
"Still that bad, huh?"
"It's slowly getting better. The guys who are in the pirate scenes have everything almost totally down. It's just the Indians that can seem to get it together. So Ms. Lansing decided that they have to go for Saturday practices until they get it right."
"So no more knocking you over?"
"Let's hope so."
Mark called from downstairs that he was home and Ella ran down to greet him. "How's my girl?" he asked lifting her off the ground. "What no practice today?"
"Nope. I know what's I'm doing," she replied after her feet returned to the floor.
"Well at least your modest," he said jokingly.
"I don't know where she gets that from," said Elizabeth coming down the stairs. She gave Mark a quick kiss. "You just got off from a thirty hour shift, and how come you're wide awake?"
"Good surroundings to come home to?" he suggested.
"I'm going to go watch TV until you two stop flirting," said Ella leaving the room. She plopped down on the couch and grabbed the remote. She flipped through the channels and finding not a whole lot worth watching she settled for 'Arsenic and Old Lace.' Just at the part where the brother goes charging up the stairs pretending to be Teddy Roosevelt, David comes running into the room and jumps on the couch next to her.
"Ella, wanna play Legos with me?" he asked bouncing up and down.
"Not right now, David. Kelly's coming over and we're going to see a movie."
"Can I come too?" pleaded David. "Puh-lease."
"I don't think you'll like this movie."
"I bet I will."
"Why don't you go ask Rachel if you can come with us."
David ran into the kitchen and started to pull on Rachel's sleeve. "Can I go? I wanna go too."
Rachel pulled him up onto her lap before responding. "I think this movie is a little too scary for you."
"But I never get to do anything. Ella never lets me do anything with her."
"Why don't you call Patrick and see if he wants to go to the movies. I'll take you to see the new Batman cartoon."
"Yeah," he replied as he jumped off her lap and ran to get the phone.
Fifteen minutes later they had all piled into Rachel's car to go the theater, leaving Mark and Elizabeth to get some must need rest (yeah, right.).
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"Boy, why are you crying?"
"I'm not crying. It's just that my shadow won't stay on."
"That's because you're trying to stick it on with soap. Here let me sew it on for you."
"Matt," said Ms. Lansing stopping the scene. "When Ella asks you why you're crying, you have to stop and make it look like you haven't been. You don't want her to think you have been crying. Let's try it again."
Matt picks up the cloth cut out and a cardboard bar of soap and tries to stick the 'shadow' on. After about four tries he sits down on the floor with his face in hands, crying.
"Boy, why are you crying?"
"I'm not crying. It's just my shadow won't stay on."
"That's because you're trying to stick it on with soap, silly. Here, let me sew it on for you." She gets the sewing basket off the dresser at stage left (for those of you who don't know, it's the actor's left), and returns to sit on the floor next to Matt. "This may hurt a bit."
"Don't worry, I never cry."
Ella begins to 'sew' the shadow to the bottom of his feet. "There. Good as new."
Matt stands up and wiggles his legs. He stands in front of a spotlight, which provides the shadow on the back wall of the stage. "Shadow!" He jumps around, throwing the shadow in different ways on the wall.
"Ok, that's it for tonight," said Ms. Lansing ending the rehearsal. "Go home, get some sleep. Be ready for a full out running of the first act tomorrow."
To Be Continued
Summary: Ella earns the lead in her school play, but something goes awry.
Spoilers: Anything that happened up through "Rampage" is fair game. Also anything that is speculated for season 8 is fair game.
Disclaimer: I own nothing and nobody.
Notes: This story takes place in 2014. Ella is thirteen. Mark's tumor has been in full remission for over twelve years. Rachel moved in with them for high school and she is currently a med student at County General. Mark and Elizabeth have two other children David, 9, and Christina Marie, 4. Everything else should be easy enough to understand.
"So let's see this costume," said Elizabeth through the bathroom door.
"Just remember that this is only an idea. They don't know what the real one if going to look like yet," replied Ella opening the door. She stood there in an ankle length nightgown looking thing.
"Ella? Umm…. "
"I know, I know, it's something I would never wear in a million years. That's the joys of acting, right?" she said somewhat sarcastically.
"I know it's been quite a long time since I've seen Peter Pan, but why sleepwear?"
"They get taken from their bedroom in the middle of the night. Me, Martin (plays John), and Pat (a third grader who plays Michael) are in sleepwear for the entire play. It also helps when they attach the harness."
"I see," replied Elizabeth. "You're up for ER-scrub-green?"
"Well, I don't have to wear it everyday. It doesn't bother me as much."
"Funny. Why don't you show your father and see what he says."
"No way. Not until the costumes are final. He'll want to change everything about them." Ella went back into the bathroom to change out of the makeshift costume. She emerged wearing jeans and a tee shirt. "I don't have to go to rehearsal today. I don't think I can deal with those dance segments this weekend."
"Still that bad, huh?"
"It's slowly getting better. The guys who are in the pirate scenes have everything almost totally down. It's just the Indians that can seem to get it together. So Ms. Lansing decided that they have to go for Saturday practices until they get it right."
"So no more knocking you over?"
"Let's hope so."
Mark called from downstairs that he was home and Ella ran down to greet him. "How's my girl?" he asked lifting her off the ground. "What no practice today?"
"Nope. I know what's I'm doing," she replied after her feet returned to the floor.
"Well at least your modest," he said jokingly.
"I don't know where she gets that from," said Elizabeth coming down the stairs. She gave Mark a quick kiss. "You just got off from a thirty hour shift, and how come you're wide awake?"
"Good surroundings to come home to?" he suggested.
"I'm going to go watch TV until you two stop flirting," said Ella leaving the room. She plopped down on the couch and grabbed the remote. She flipped through the channels and finding not a whole lot worth watching she settled for 'Arsenic and Old Lace.' Just at the part where the brother goes charging up the stairs pretending to be Teddy Roosevelt, David comes running into the room and jumps on the couch next to her.
"Ella, wanna play Legos with me?" he asked bouncing up and down.
"Not right now, David. Kelly's coming over and we're going to see a movie."
"Can I come too?" pleaded David. "Puh-lease."
"I don't think you'll like this movie."
"I bet I will."
"Why don't you go ask Rachel if you can come with us."
David ran into the kitchen and started to pull on Rachel's sleeve. "Can I go? I wanna go too."
Rachel pulled him up onto her lap before responding. "I think this movie is a little too scary for you."
"But I never get to do anything. Ella never lets me do anything with her."
"Why don't you call Patrick and see if he wants to go to the movies. I'll take you to see the new Batman cartoon."
"Yeah," he replied as he jumped off her lap and ran to get the phone.
Fifteen minutes later they had all piled into Rachel's car to go the theater, leaving Mark and Elizabeth to get some must need rest (yeah, right.).
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"Boy, why are you crying?"
"I'm not crying. It's just that my shadow won't stay on."
"That's because you're trying to stick it on with soap. Here let me sew it on for you."
"Matt," said Ms. Lansing stopping the scene. "When Ella asks you why you're crying, you have to stop and make it look like you haven't been. You don't want her to think you have been crying. Let's try it again."
Matt picks up the cloth cut out and a cardboard bar of soap and tries to stick the 'shadow' on. After about four tries he sits down on the floor with his face in hands, crying.
"Boy, why are you crying?"
"I'm not crying. It's just my shadow won't stay on."
"That's because you're trying to stick it on with soap, silly. Here, let me sew it on for you." She gets the sewing basket off the dresser at stage left (for those of you who don't know, it's the actor's left), and returns to sit on the floor next to Matt. "This may hurt a bit."
"Don't worry, I never cry."
Ella begins to 'sew' the shadow to the bottom of his feet. "There. Good as new."
Matt stands up and wiggles his legs. He stands in front of a spotlight, which provides the shadow on the back wall of the stage. "Shadow!" He jumps around, throwing the shadow in different ways on the wall.
"Ok, that's it for tonight," said Ms. Lansing ending the rehearsal. "Go home, get some sleep. Be ready for a full out running of the first act tomorrow."
To Be Continued