Title: A Better Life
Author: Sparkling Diamond Satine
Summary: A girl faces her drunken stepfather, who tries to abuse her. When she is hit by a car, she is given a second chance by being reborn in Satine, who has just died by Christian's side. ((I got this idea when my stepfather called me "incredibly hot" and then stumbled down the stairs...so this is trying to boost my spirits))
Rating: PG-13 for prostitute references. It's pretty much self- explanatory.
Disclaimer: I do not own Christian, Satine, or any other character in the Moulin Rouge. Sorry if I confused anyone, I didn't mean to, but my idea just came really quickly! The song is original, and I think I'm going to take away the premonition thing now that she's been stabbed, because it's too weird. Unless, of course, you guys protest!
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The play went by so quickly after the last few rehearsals. We had to stay later than usual because we were doing dress rehearsals. Christian managed to learn all of John's lines, which was good because John came down with a really bad flu and lost his voice. He ended up coming to opening night, but I heard he left after half the act.
The surprise came after our last performance in the play. I was taking off my makeup and putting the elaborate costumes back on my hangers. I gathered up my presents and flowers from friends and was about to find Christian, when he ended up finding me first.
"Satine…I've been wanting to do this ever since Veronica came into your body," he said. I figured out what he was talking about, but it took a while for it to register. "So, my sparkling diamond," he crouched down onto his knee and took out a box, "Will you marry me?"
Tears came to my eyes and I almost fell to the ground in disbelief. I found the strength to stay standing and searched for my voice. "Y…yes I'll marry you!" I finally managed to choke out.
I hugged him and we kissed for what seemed like ten minutes. Carlos, the stage manager, walked in to congratulate us, which was our cue to stop kissing. We blushed as we pulled apart and heard much praise from the man.
"You two are naturals together! I can't wait to see what happens when you try out for your play," Carlos said. He gave me some flowers and a box of chocolates as a gift. I couldn't believe how many gifts I've been getting.
I looked down at the ring Christian put on my finger and could have sworn it looked familiar. It looked like a really expensive diamond ring, and I wondered how he got the money. Christian must have guessed I was thinking this, because he started explaining it to me.
"I sold our book to a publishing company, and they said they'd publish it! So, I used the money they gave me to buy it for you," Christian said.
We both started to walk out of the theatre for the last time, but we knew we'd be back. The play would just have to wait until after the wedding.
"I can't believe this is happening. Two of my dreams came true in one day," I said.
"And what two dreams might those be?" Christian asked.
"Well, my first was to become a star. That happened pretty gradually. My other dream was to get married to a wonderful writer! Not just anyone, a writer…I know it sounds silly…but it came true, didn't it?" I asked.
He motioned for me to be quiet, and he pulled me into a long kiss to show the world that I belonged to him forever and ever.
"We shall organize the wedding together. Because you have a genius mind for artsy things, you can do the decorating. I shall plan who will be going and all the harder tasks," I said. "We must invite everyone from the Moulin Rouge!"
"This is your dream wedding, Satine, I shall be under your direction for everything," Christian said.
"It may have been my dream to be married, but my dream is to have a perfect wedding. Only you can help make that happen," I said, and felt his warm breath against my cold skin.
"Oh Satine! How long I've wished for this to happen…and it finally can!" Christian said.
We finally made it to our apartment and I immediately started planning my wedding dress. I wanted it to be something like the Hindi dress Satine wore in the end of Spectacular Spectacular, but even fancier. I started making some sketches on some blank pieces of typewriter paper.
"By the looks of things, you're going to have the most exquisite dress!" Christian said, eyeing my drawings.
"That is the point. I want this dress to be special beyond belief so that no one will forget this most joyous occasion for years to come!" I said, laughing. I then combined my pictures to make one beautiful, extravagant dress.
I decided to send this to a tailor, and judging by the drawings, it would cost 65 francs. ((Thank you for the info!! I think that would make it more…reasonable, dontcha think?)) My dress ended up being white with a silk trim, and silver, opals, and diamond jewels sewed into the material. I didn't make it so long that you'd need five people to carry the trailing end down the aisle, but I made it long enough so that my shoes would be hidden while walking. I couldn't afford the prettiest shoes, so I made do with some old white shoes I found in the closet. I must have had them back at the Moulin Rouge.
Everything was going to be perfect. I had Zidler as the best man, and I even made Nini the maid of honor. I knew she could be a brat at times, and wanted just one night to steal the show away, but I felt I needed to give her something. I made Marie and a few of the other courtesans into bridesmaids, and the bohemians, with the exception of Satie, who was conducting the band, were the ushers. I appointed Marie's granddaughter, Bethany, as flower girl, and Nini's little brother was made ring bearer. ((A/N: Let's just say, for the sake of the story, that Nini had a little brother, Chris, who was about eight at the time of the wedding.))
Now it was only five days until the wedding, and everything that could possibly go wrong, would.
Author: Sparkling Diamond Satine
Summary: A girl faces her drunken stepfather, who tries to abuse her. When she is hit by a car, she is given a second chance by being reborn in Satine, who has just died by Christian's side. ((I got this idea when my stepfather called me "incredibly hot" and then stumbled down the stairs...so this is trying to boost my spirits))
Rating: PG-13 for prostitute references. It's pretty much self- explanatory.
Disclaimer: I do not own Christian, Satine, or any other character in the Moulin Rouge. Sorry if I confused anyone, I didn't mean to, but my idea just came really quickly! The song is original, and I think I'm going to take away the premonition thing now that she's been stabbed, because it's too weird. Unless, of course, you guys protest!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The play went by so quickly after the last few rehearsals. We had to stay later than usual because we were doing dress rehearsals. Christian managed to learn all of John's lines, which was good because John came down with a really bad flu and lost his voice. He ended up coming to opening night, but I heard he left after half the act.
The surprise came after our last performance in the play. I was taking off my makeup and putting the elaborate costumes back on my hangers. I gathered up my presents and flowers from friends and was about to find Christian, when he ended up finding me first.
"Satine…I've been wanting to do this ever since Veronica came into your body," he said. I figured out what he was talking about, but it took a while for it to register. "So, my sparkling diamond," he crouched down onto his knee and took out a box, "Will you marry me?"
Tears came to my eyes and I almost fell to the ground in disbelief. I found the strength to stay standing and searched for my voice. "Y…yes I'll marry you!" I finally managed to choke out.
I hugged him and we kissed for what seemed like ten minutes. Carlos, the stage manager, walked in to congratulate us, which was our cue to stop kissing. We blushed as we pulled apart and heard much praise from the man.
"You two are naturals together! I can't wait to see what happens when you try out for your play," Carlos said. He gave me some flowers and a box of chocolates as a gift. I couldn't believe how many gifts I've been getting.
I looked down at the ring Christian put on my finger and could have sworn it looked familiar. It looked like a really expensive diamond ring, and I wondered how he got the money. Christian must have guessed I was thinking this, because he started explaining it to me.
"I sold our book to a publishing company, and they said they'd publish it! So, I used the money they gave me to buy it for you," Christian said.
We both started to walk out of the theatre for the last time, but we knew we'd be back. The play would just have to wait until after the wedding.
"I can't believe this is happening. Two of my dreams came true in one day," I said.
"And what two dreams might those be?" Christian asked.
"Well, my first was to become a star. That happened pretty gradually. My other dream was to get married to a wonderful writer! Not just anyone, a writer…I know it sounds silly…but it came true, didn't it?" I asked.
He motioned for me to be quiet, and he pulled me into a long kiss to show the world that I belonged to him forever and ever.
"We shall organize the wedding together. Because you have a genius mind for artsy things, you can do the decorating. I shall plan who will be going and all the harder tasks," I said. "We must invite everyone from the Moulin Rouge!"
"This is your dream wedding, Satine, I shall be under your direction for everything," Christian said.
"It may have been my dream to be married, but my dream is to have a perfect wedding. Only you can help make that happen," I said, and felt his warm breath against my cold skin.
"Oh Satine! How long I've wished for this to happen…and it finally can!" Christian said.
We finally made it to our apartment and I immediately started planning my wedding dress. I wanted it to be something like the Hindi dress Satine wore in the end of Spectacular Spectacular, but even fancier. I started making some sketches on some blank pieces of typewriter paper.
"By the looks of things, you're going to have the most exquisite dress!" Christian said, eyeing my drawings.
"That is the point. I want this dress to be special beyond belief so that no one will forget this most joyous occasion for years to come!" I said, laughing. I then combined my pictures to make one beautiful, extravagant dress.
I decided to send this to a tailor, and judging by the drawings, it would cost 65 francs. ((Thank you for the info!! I think that would make it more…reasonable, dontcha think?)) My dress ended up being white with a silk trim, and silver, opals, and diamond jewels sewed into the material. I didn't make it so long that you'd need five people to carry the trailing end down the aisle, but I made it long enough so that my shoes would be hidden while walking. I couldn't afford the prettiest shoes, so I made do with some old white shoes I found in the closet. I must have had them back at the Moulin Rouge.
Everything was going to be perfect. I had Zidler as the best man, and I even made Nini the maid of honor. I knew she could be a brat at times, and wanted just one night to steal the show away, but I felt I needed to give her something. I made Marie and a few of the other courtesans into bridesmaids, and the bohemians, with the exception of Satie, who was conducting the band, were the ushers. I appointed Marie's granddaughter, Bethany, as flower girl, and Nini's little brother was made ring bearer. ((A/N: Let's just say, for the sake of the story, that Nini had a little brother, Chris, who was about eight at the time of the wedding.))
Now it was only five days until the wedding, and everything that could possibly go wrong, would.