I'm possibly considering abandoning this story for my other MR fanfic so if anyone would like to object, now would be the time.
Toulouse was so excited. He went to the Moulin Rouge that night daydreaming of a life with Roxanne. He sat very near the stage as he watched the diamonds twirling about. When Roxanne would come out to perform, he would stand and applaud loudly. Roxanne's surprise was somewhat evident on his face, and she must have known it. Once or twice, she looked in the general direction of Harold only to perceive disapproving looks.
Toulouse's excitement did not quell as the night went on. He drank liberally despite Christian's requests for him to slow down. When the end of the night came, he stumbled outside with a flask of brandy and began to climb the stairs to the top of the elephant. Fortunately, Satine was with Christian in his flat, and he and Roxanne would be alone.
Once he had reached the top, he sat down and gazed up at the stars. As he continued to drink, he saw an image of Roxanne in the stars blowing him a kiss. He reached out to catch it with a sheepish grin. More and more, he continued to drink. After awhile, it became aware to him that a good deal of time had passed since closing.
His first thought was of concern. What could have possibly happened to his delicate diamond? Could she have been assaulted by a bullish-customer? Then it occured to him that she may indeed be with a customer, and that she never had any intention of meeting him here. He slowly became angry. He clumsily rose to his feet and shouted at the top of his lungs,"RO-O-OX-A-ANNE."
Then he fell over with a huge thud. For a moment, he didn't move and then suddenly he made a loud snore. He slept through the night dreaming.
First, he dreamed of a waterfall of colorful paint. He danced and played in it. Then Roxanne appeared amidst the color.
"Milady," he called out.
She smiled at him at first then turned her head.
"Milady," he called out again. She turned to face him again and her teeth were jagged and sharp and she lunged toward him.
This woke Toulouse up with fright for a moment. Stunned, he grabbed the flask and took a long gulp. Once he put the flask down, he fell back over with another thud.
He began to dream again. This time he was looking up at the stars. As he looked he drifted up to them. He turned and looked back and he saw the earth. He was awe-struck. In another direction, he could see the moon. He kept traveling amidst the planets, taking in all the sites, when it occured to him that he had picked up speed. He began to panic. Then he looked up and realized that he was traveling toward the sun faster and faster and he was unable to stop himself.
Then Roxanne appeared. Her face was completely surrounded by the aura of the sun.
"Toulouse," she said. "Wake up, Toulouse. Oh, why must you drink so much."
Toulouse could only grin sheepishly at her.
"Toulouse, I don't have long please wake up." She turned away and then looked back at him again. "Alright, Toulouse, tomorrow then." She leaned down and kissed him on the forehead.
Toulouse still in a dream state continued to smile sheepishly. And then she was gone.
He slept until morning. When he awoke, he realized that he was alone. He slowly got up and climbed down from the elephant muttering some curses as he went. How dare she promise to show and never come!
"That's it," he thought to himself. "I will never speak to her again!"
Toulouse was so excited. He went to the Moulin Rouge that night daydreaming of a life with Roxanne. He sat very near the stage as he watched the diamonds twirling about. When Roxanne would come out to perform, he would stand and applaud loudly. Roxanne's surprise was somewhat evident on his face, and she must have known it. Once or twice, she looked in the general direction of Harold only to perceive disapproving looks.
Toulouse's excitement did not quell as the night went on. He drank liberally despite Christian's requests for him to slow down. When the end of the night came, he stumbled outside with a flask of brandy and began to climb the stairs to the top of the elephant. Fortunately, Satine was with Christian in his flat, and he and Roxanne would be alone.
Once he had reached the top, he sat down and gazed up at the stars. As he continued to drink, he saw an image of Roxanne in the stars blowing him a kiss. He reached out to catch it with a sheepish grin. More and more, he continued to drink. After awhile, it became aware to him that a good deal of time had passed since closing.
His first thought was of concern. What could have possibly happened to his delicate diamond? Could she have been assaulted by a bullish-customer? Then it occured to him that she may indeed be with a customer, and that she never had any intention of meeting him here. He slowly became angry. He clumsily rose to his feet and shouted at the top of his lungs,"RO-O-OX-A-ANNE."
Then he fell over with a huge thud. For a moment, he didn't move and then suddenly he made a loud snore. He slept through the night dreaming.
First, he dreamed of a waterfall of colorful paint. He danced and played in it. Then Roxanne appeared amidst the color.
"Milady," he called out.
She smiled at him at first then turned her head.
"Milady," he called out again. She turned to face him again and her teeth were jagged and sharp and she lunged toward him.
This woke Toulouse up with fright for a moment. Stunned, he grabbed the flask and took a long gulp. Once he put the flask down, he fell back over with another thud.
He began to dream again. This time he was looking up at the stars. As he looked he drifted up to them. He turned and looked back and he saw the earth. He was awe-struck. In another direction, he could see the moon. He kept traveling amidst the planets, taking in all the sites, when it occured to him that he had picked up speed. He began to panic. Then he looked up and realized that he was traveling toward the sun faster and faster and he was unable to stop himself.
Then Roxanne appeared. Her face was completely surrounded by the aura of the sun.
"Toulouse," she said. "Wake up, Toulouse. Oh, why must you drink so much."
Toulouse could only grin sheepishly at her.
"Toulouse, I don't have long please wake up." She turned away and then looked back at him again. "Alright, Toulouse, tomorrow then." She leaned down and kissed him on the forehead.
Toulouse still in a dream state continued to smile sheepishly. And then she was gone.
He slept until morning. When he awoke, he realized that he was alone. He slowly got up and climbed down from the elephant muttering some curses as he went. How dare she promise to show and never come!
"That's it," he thought to himself. "I will never speak to her again!"
