Daddy
Christian returned to the apartment with many new things, most noticeably his haircut, but also a beautiful picture frame. He'd bought it from an old antique store in the market; he had seen something glint from the corner of his eye, and gone into the store to investigate. The store was mainly filled with old chairs, dusty and worn. He had noticed it sitting on one of them. It didn't have a label, and when Christian asked the storeowner about it he said he didn't know anything about it or the cost so he sold it to Christian for a reasonable price.
It really was a beautiful piece. It was silver and quite ornate it had the molding of a moon surrounded by stars on the frame, and as Christian placed it onto the shelf he began to really appreciate it. Of course the fact that it now had Satine's photo in it made him want to look at it all the more.
Christian was very nervous about Lily. He had never looked after children before and wasn't sure how to act around them. Questions kept entering his mind What if she didn't like him? What would she look like? Would she look like Satine? Would she know about her mother? What if she asked him about her? For the first time in his life he realized he had neck muscles and at the moment they were very tense.
He glanced around at his apartment nervously, yes; yes it was all clean. He looked down to the floor where a small pile of toys sat ready for his little guest. He looked up at the photo of Satine. What would she want him to do? He knew, she would tell him to sit tight and that everything would be okay and. he smiled he could almost hear her voice
"Christian! Don't worry so much," she would say, laughing and then giving him a stunningly mischievous smile.
" I mean she's my daughter, how bad can she be?"
Christian laughed, good old Satine.
"Knock- Kno-ock" the sing-songy voice of Harold Zidler called
"Christian? Christian! We're here!"
Yikes! She was here! Ohhhhhhhhhhh.JOY!!! Christian jumped up from his seat and hurried over to the door. He closed his eyes and just breathed for a moment. Okay he was ready. Slowly, ever so slowly he opened the door. Harold Zidler's comical face stared at him inquisitively,
"I hope this arrangement is all right with you Christian?" he said
" Yes, yes it's fine" Christian said trying to peer over the stocky man's shoulder.
"Alright then" Harold said to him
"May I present" he giggled
"Miss LILY, ANABELLE, ZIDLER!"
It was like a dream that went in slow motion.
"Tada!" A voice cried as a little girl jumped out from behind Zidler's back throwing her arms up in the air. Christian gasped.
"Well I'll be going, the train awaits!' Zidler exclaimed
"No, no, no!" Christian said
"You are welcome to come in," Christian said scared of being alone with Lily
"Sorry Christian" Zidler said handing him a letter
" This explains a bit more of the whole thing, I really have to go!" he bent down, and spoke to Lily softly, he was struggling to fight back tears, he had looked after her for the first five years of her life.
"Now you be a good girl for Daddy-Christian okay?" he said hugging her
"Remember what I said before? I will come back to visit you but Christian here is going to look after you for awhile" he gulped
"Okay?"
"Okay Pa," she threw her arms around his neck and whispered
" I love you Pa"
Zidler pulled from his pocket a ridiculously large handkerchief and blew his nose.
"Well I'll be off then Christian, um read the letter." And with that he left looking over his shoulder once to give a little wave to Lily. Then it was just the two of them.
Christian gestured to Lily to go inside the apartment. Gosh! Christian thought, What am I supposed to do? He bent down to her level
"Well, um hello.Lily"
"Hello Daddy"
Daddy!
1 Christian smiled.
"I bought you some toys from the market if you'd like to play with them, you can"
"Okay" she said and smiled
Christian took a moment to study her
(*if you're hoping she looks like a mini Satine please don't flame me)
One thing was certain, she was not, as he had possibly hoped, a mini Satine.
She was small, she was five so of course she was small but to Christian she seemed small. She had light brown hair with a red tinge and a cute little fringe. Her eyes were greeny-blue and she had a small nose with a band of freckles across it.
Her mouth, her mouth was always smiling, and when she smiled even though her external features were not as Satine's were, there was still something there.
It was something about the way her mouth curved up at the ends,
Something about the way the light sparkled in her eyes.
Something about the way she looked tonight,
It took his breath away.
He could write a song about this!
Or, no, wait something along those lines had already been written.
When she smiled he felt like he was with Satine again and that everything was going to be fine just as she said.
Disclaimer: I don't own Any of the characters or anything featured in the movie Moulin Rouge, I do own Lily, Bernard, and the antique store and it's nameless owner. Oh yeah and I don't own the song "The way you look tonight".
Author's Question: This sorta seems like a good place to end this story. I don't really want to though. What do you guys think? Do you want to know more about Lily? What was in the letter Harold Zidler gave Christian? About Lily's real father and who he was to Satine? But I dunno coz I'm stuck for where I'm going to end it after this I'm open to suggestions. Please tell me! Write it in your reviews or E-mail me! My address is sasquia222@hotmail.com
Christian returned to the apartment with many new things, most noticeably his haircut, but also a beautiful picture frame. He'd bought it from an old antique store in the market; he had seen something glint from the corner of his eye, and gone into the store to investigate. The store was mainly filled with old chairs, dusty and worn. He had noticed it sitting on one of them. It didn't have a label, and when Christian asked the storeowner about it he said he didn't know anything about it or the cost so he sold it to Christian for a reasonable price.
It really was a beautiful piece. It was silver and quite ornate it had the molding of a moon surrounded by stars on the frame, and as Christian placed it onto the shelf he began to really appreciate it. Of course the fact that it now had Satine's photo in it made him want to look at it all the more.
Christian was very nervous about Lily. He had never looked after children before and wasn't sure how to act around them. Questions kept entering his mind What if she didn't like him? What would she look like? Would she look like Satine? Would she know about her mother? What if she asked him about her? For the first time in his life he realized he had neck muscles and at the moment they were very tense.
He glanced around at his apartment nervously, yes; yes it was all clean. He looked down to the floor where a small pile of toys sat ready for his little guest. He looked up at the photo of Satine. What would she want him to do? He knew, she would tell him to sit tight and that everything would be okay and. he smiled he could almost hear her voice
"Christian! Don't worry so much," she would say, laughing and then giving him a stunningly mischievous smile.
" I mean she's my daughter, how bad can she be?"
Christian laughed, good old Satine.
"Knock- Kno-ock" the sing-songy voice of Harold Zidler called
"Christian? Christian! We're here!"
Yikes! She was here! Ohhhhhhhhhhh.JOY!!! Christian jumped up from his seat and hurried over to the door. He closed his eyes and just breathed for a moment. Okay he was ready. Slowly, ever so slowly he opened the door. Harold Zidler's comical face stared at him inquisitively,
"I hope this arrangement is all right with you Christian?" he said
" Yes, yes it's fine" Christian said trying to peer over the stocky man's shoulder.
"Alright then" Harold said to him
"May I present" he giggled
"Miss LILY, ANABELLE, ZIDLER!"
It was like a dream that went in slow motion.
"Tada!" A voice cried as a little girl jumped out from behind Zidler's back throwing her arms up in the air. Christian gasped.
"Well I'll be going, the train awaits!' Zidler exclaimed
"No, no, no!" Christian said
"You are welcome to come in," Christian said scared of being alone with Lily
"Sorry Christian" Zidler said handing him a letter
" This explains a bit more of the whole thing, I really have to go!" he bent down, and spoke to Lily softly, he was struggling to fight back tears, he had looked after her for the first five years of her life.
"Now you be a good girl for Daddy-Christian okay?" he said hugging her
"Remember what I said before? I will come back to visit you but Christian here is going to look after you for awhile" he gulped
"Okay?"
"Okay Pa," she threw her arms around his neck and whispered
" I love you Pa"
Zidler pulled from his pocket a ridiculously large handkerchief and blew his nose.
"Well I'll be off then Christian, um read the letter." And with that he left looking over his shoulder once to give a little wave to Lily. Then it was just the two of them.
Christian gestured to Lily to go inside the apartment. Gosh! Christian thought, What am I supposed to do? He bent down to her level
"Well, um hello.Lily"
"Hello Daddy"
Daddy!
1 Christian smiled.
"I bought you some toys from the market if you'd like to play with them, you can"
"Okay" she said and smiled
Christian took a moment to study her
(*if you're hoping she looks like a mini Satine please don't flame me)
One thing was certain, she was not, as he had possibly hoped, a mini Satine.
She was small, she was five so of course she was small but to Christian she seemed small. She had light brown hair with a red tinge and a cute little fringe. Her eyes were greeny-blue and she had a small nose with a band of freckles across it.
Her mouth, her mouth was always smiling, and when she smiled even though her external features were not as Satine's were, there was still something there.
It was something about the way her mouth curved up at the ends,
Something about the way the light sparkled in her eyes.
Something about the way she looked tonight,
It took his breath away.
He could write a song about this!
Or, no, wait something along those lines had already been written.
When she smiled he felt like he was with Satine again and that everything was going to be fine just as she said.
Disclaimer: I don't own Any of the characters or anything featured in the movie Moulin Rouge, I do own Lily, Bernard, and the antique store and it's nameless owner. Oh yeah and I don't own the song "The way you look tonight".
Author's Question: This sorta seems like a good place to end this story. I don't really want to though. What do you guys think? Do you want to know more about Lily? What was in the letter Harold Zidler gave Christian? About Lily's real father and who he was to Satine? But I dunno coz I'm stuck for where I'm going to end it after this I'm open to suggestions. Please tell me! Write it in your reviews or E-mail me! My address is sasquia222@hotmail.com
