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Baby Doll yet again watched as Nini and the Argentinean ran up to the elephant, giggling. She stared out the window for hours on end every night now. Why can't she be in love with someone that would love her back? Like the Argentinean? He was handsome, considerate, and was always nice to the diamond dogs whenever he came into the Moulin Rouge. He was one of those people that you just always felt safe with.
Suddenly, a thought struck Baby Doll. "No, I couldn't." she thought. "Nini has always been so nice to me." But the thought still whirled around her head for a long time.
Arabia was in her dressing room. She didn't go out on stage tonight because she wasn't feeling well. "It's probably just butterflies in my stomach." She thought. But it wasn't. She had been worrying about running away to get married so much that it was now making her physically ill. She got up, ran to the bathroom, and vomited in the toilet. "No one can find out about this." She thought. "No one."
Nini yawned and got out of bed and stretched. She threw a robe over herself and went over to the mirror and started to put her hair up. She was in the elephant with you-know-who.
"What time is it?" asked the Argentinean.
"Time for me to get back down there." She said started to gather her things up.
"Should I pay you?" he asked. They both laughed.
"Yeah, right, like you cold pay me to stay away from you." She said.
"There isn't enough money in the world to pay you for what you can do." He said laughing.
"Oh stop it. I got to go."
"I'll be waiting for you tonight." He said. He softly kissed her and she ran down stairs into the garden. She made her way through the garden and into the side door of the Moulin Rouge.
"So how was your night?" said a voice that startled Nini. She turned around.
"It just business Satine." She said.
"Don't lie to me. You haven't been bringing any money in lately. All because you've been with that Argentinean. And even after you know the number one rule, Never Fall In Love." Satine scowled.
"But I…"
"No buts! You know, if I tell Zidler about this than you could be out on the streets again in a snap."
"Please don't tell him!" Nini pleaded.
"I won't, as long as you do something for me."
"What?"
"Well your friend Tarot has been all over Christian lately. If you get her to stop, then no one will know about you and your boyfriend." Satine said. Nini felt crushed. Break up one of her best friends and there boyfriend? How could she do that?
"Well?" Satine asked impatiently.
"All right. I'll make her stop."
Nini went to Tarot's room.
"Tarot? Can I speak to you?"
"Sure! Come on in!" Nini opened the door. Tarot was looking in the mirror. She turned and faced Nini.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Well, this is really kinda hard but, you can't see Christian any more."
"What!?!?!?! Why not?!?!?!" Tarot screamed.
"Because I think it would be better that way." Said Nini. They were both starting to talk very fast.
"Why can't I see him?!?!"
"Because, well, it's hard to explain."
"Well give me an answer!!!!"
"Listen!!!!! I forbid you to ever see him again!!!!" Nini ran out of the room. That was the first time she had ever yelled at one of her friends.
Listening down the hall was Baby Doll. Finally, a reason to try out her plan. But it would have to wait until tonight…
Later that night the people in the Moulin Rouge were as wild as always. Baby Doll saw the Argentinean in a booth by himself. Obviously waiting for Nini. She made her way over towards him.
"Hi! Are you waiting for Nini?" She asked.
"Um, no, well, kind of." He stammered.
"Well she's not coming out for awhile, so I'll keep you company."
"Okay."
"Would you like something to drink?"
"No thank you, I'm trying to lay off the drinking for awhile." He said.
"Well then I'll just get you some water." She went over to the bar and got a glass of water. She then pulled out a very small bottle from under the counter and poured some of powder in the glass. The powder was a very strong drug, that with one sip, could make you as out of it as possible. She took it back to the table. She watched as he took a long sip of it. Within a minute the Argentinean was as out of it as ever.
"Hey, who are you again?" he asked in a drunk tone of voice.
"Well, do you know who you are?" she asked.
"Of coarse I do, I'm Bob the Builder!"
"Right…."
"So who are you? Are you Nini?" he asked.
"Yes! That's who I am! I'm Nini!"
"Okay, just wondering."
"Why don't we go some where less crowded."
"Okay." She took him to her dressing room. As soon as she shut the door she went over and kissed him, hard.
"Are we not going to the elephant?" he asked after he pushed away from her.
"No, it's occupied. But don't worry, we can keep this room occupied."
In the elephant the School Girl and Toulouse were sitting in the bed. Toulouse leaned over and kissed her on her cheek.
"Do you think we should tell Baby Doll?" he asked.
"No, she thinks she knows but her heart doesn't believe her. We'll tell her later."
Arabia sat in her room while the doctor examined her. She had been feeling worse lately so Zidler called the doctor.
"I've just been feeling really bad lately. But I think it's caused by stress."
"Actually, it's caused by something else." Said the doctor starting to pack up.
"What is it caused by?" Arabia asked.
"Well, congratulations, your going to have a baby."
Baby Doll yet again watched as Nini and the Argentinean ran up to the elephant, giggling. She stared out the window for hours on end every night now. Why can't she be in love with someone that would love her back? Like the Argentinean? He was handsome, considerate, and was always nice to the diamond dogs whenever he came into the Moulin Rouge. He was one of those people that you just always felt safe with.
Suddenly, a thought struck Baby Doll. "No, I couldn't." she thought. "Nini has always been so nice to me." But the thought still whirled around her head for a long time.
Arabia was in her dressing room. She didn't go out on stage tonight because she wasn't feeling well. "It's probably just butterflies in my stomach." She thought. But it wasn't. She had been worrying about running away to get married so much that it was now making her physically ill. She got up, ran to the bathroom, and vomited in the toilet. "No one can find out about this." She thought. "No one."
Nini yawned and got out of bed and stretched. She threw a robe over herself and went over to the mirror and started to put her hair up. She was in the elephant with you-know-who.
"What time is it?" asked the Argentinean.
"Time for me to get back down there." She said started to gather her things up.
"Should I pay you?" he asked. They both laughed.
"Yeah, right, like you cold pay me to stay away from you." She said.
"There isn't enough money in the world to pay you for what you can do." He said laughing.
"Oh stop it. I got to go."
"I'll be waiting for you tonight." He said. He softly kissed her and she ran down stairs into the garden. She made her way through the garden and into the side door of the Moulin Rouge.
"So how was your night?" said a voice that startled Nini. She turned around.
"It just business Satine." She said.
"Don't lie to me. You haven't been bringing any money in lately. All because you've been with that Argentinean. And even after you know the number one rule, Never Fall In Love." Satine scowled.
"But I…"
"No buts! You know, if I tell Zidler about this than you could be out on the streets again in a snap."
"Please don't tell him!" Nini pleaded.
"I won't, as long as you do something for me."
"What?"
"Well your friend Tarot has been all over Christian lately. If you get her to stop, then no one will know about you and your boyfriend." Satine said. Nini felt crushed. Break up one of her best friends and there boyfriend? How could she do that?
"Well?" Satine asked impatiently.
"All right. I'll make her stop."
Nini went to Tarot's room.
"Tarot? Can I speak to you?"
"Sure! Come on in!" Nini opened the door. Tarot was looking in the mirror. She turned and faced Nini.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Well, this is really kinda hard but, you can't see Christian any more."
"What!?!?!?! Why not?!?!?!" Tarot screamed.
"Because I think it would be better that way." Said Nini. They were both starting to talk very fast.
"Why can't I see him?!?!"
"Because, well, it's hard to explain."
"Well give me an answer!!!!"
"Listen!!!!! I forbid you to ever see him again!!!!" Nini ran out of the room. That was the first time she had ever yelled at one of her friends.
Listening down the hall was Baby Doll. Finally, a reason to try out her plan. But it would have to wait until tonight…
Later that night the people in the Moulin Rouge were as wild as always. Baby Doll saw the Argentinean in a booth by himself. Obviously waiting for Nini. She made her way over towards him.
"Hi! Are you waiting for Nini?" She asked.
"Um, no, well, kind of." He stammered.
"Well she's not coming out for awhile, so I'll keep you company."
"Okay."
"Would you like something to drink?"
"No thank you, I'm trying to lay off the drinking for awhile." He said.
"Well then I'll just get you some water." She went over to the bar and got a glass of water. She then pulled out a very small bottle from under the counter and poured some of powder in the glass. The powder was a very strong drug, that with one sip, could make you as out of it as possible. She took it back to the table. She watched as he took a long sip of it. Within a minute the Argentinean was as out of it as ever.
"Hey, who are you again?" he asked in a drunk tone of voice.
"Well, do you know who you are?" she asked.
"Of coarse I do, I'm Bob the Builder!"
"Right…."
"So who are you? Are you Nini?" he asked.
"Yes! That's who I am! I'm Nini!"
"Okay, just wondering."
"Why don't we go some where less crowded."
"Okay." She took him to her dressing room. As soon as she shut the door she went over and kissed him, hard.
"Are we not going to the elephant?" he asked after he pushed away from her.
"No, it's occupied. But don't worry, we can keep this room occupied."
In the elephant the School Girl and Toulouse were sitting in the bed. Toulouse leaned over and kissed her on her cheek.
"Do you think we should tell Baby Doll?" he asked.
"No, she thinks she knows but her heart doesn't believe her. We'll tell her later."
Arabia sat in her room while the doctor examined her. She had been feeling worse lately so Zidler called the doctor.
"I've just been feeling really bad lately. But I think it's caused by stress."
"Actually, it's caused by something else." Said the doctor starting to pack up.
"What is it caused by?" Arabia asked.
"Well, congratulations, your going to have a baby."