Title: Uncertainty
Author: Sparkling Diamond Satine
Warning: Cheesy story that I decided to write during my school's production of 'Singin' in the Rain.' (And ooh it was raining during the performance…and they were singing…haha) There will probably be some inside jokes…only because I love our inside jokes to the play…they're so great!
If you want to know the summary, it's in chapter 1.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that doesn't belong to me…'cuz you know that wouldn't make sense and I like to make sense most of the time. The song "The Pitch" is from 'Moulin Rouge', but I played around with it to suit the new idea my Chris had for the play!
Chapter 1 also has some important notes. Read those before reading this!
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Chapter 3~Dinner With The Duke/The Pitch
Christian luckily hid behind me at the last possible second and I held up my black lace rob to cover him from the Duke's view. I smiled seductively while Harold was asking me where I was.
"I was…waiting," I said, unable to think of anything else.
"I'll leave you two lovebirds alone," Harold said, closing the door.
"A kiss on the hand may be quite continental," the Duke said, reaching for my hand.
I tried my best not to look disgusted when his lips went towards my hand with his little scrawny mustache brushing against my skin. "But diamonds are a girl's best friend," I said, taking back my hand, smiling, and waving a finger.
"After your exhaustions on the stage, you must be in need of some refreshments," the Duke said, moving toward the table with all the food and drinks on it. I could tell that Christian had dove there after Zidler left, so I had to steer him away.
"Don't!" I yelled, deciding to play it safe, like Satine. This was a sucker and would fall for just about anything. "You just…love the view?" I asked, pointing to the view of the windmill and row after row of hotels and apartment buildings.
"Enchanting…" the Duke said, confused. Stupid idiot…why don't you leave before you cause us more pain than we need?
He moved back toward the table to open a glass of champagne. "No!" I yelled again. "Oh…I feel like dancing!" I said, probably cracking Christian up with my exotic dancing moves, but I knew he could handle it.
The Duke looked at me strangely, and moved back to the champagne in the bucket. I jumped down to his waist and held on to him, hating every moment. "Isn't it funny?"
"What?" the Duke asked, confused.
I looked to Christian for help, even though I didn't need to. I already knew this poem by heart, but I wanted to be sure that he still remembered it. Christian played charades, mouthing the words, to help me.
"This feeling inside…I'm not one of those who can easily hide!" I said, quickly. I started to sing softly, while both Christian and I slowly rose up at the same time. "You stepped out of a dream…you are too wonderful to be what you seem…" I sang.
My eyes met with the Dukes, and his eyes sparkled, glistening with the reflection of the moon. He was in love, and I could feel it. I, on the other hand, was in love with Christian…with my Chris.
"That was beautiful…" he said.
"It's from Spectacular, Spectacular," I breathed. "Suddenly with you here, I know the meaning of those words."
Somewhere between my breathing and watching him open his mouth to say something, I heard a bang over where Christian was standing. He slammed the door after trying to sneak out, and seeing the Duke's manservant.
"Duke!" I said, throwing myself on the bed, pretending to cry. "Don't you toy with my emotions!"
The Duke just stared back, confused as usual.
I pulled him onto the bed, and thinking like the prostitute I had become, I said, "Let's make love!"
Christian tried to sneak past the bed with a hurt look on his face, and he pouted in a very silly way. That was when I figured out just who was in Christian's body. It was my beloved Chris! I silently thanked god many, many times before speaking to the Duke.
"You're right! We should wait…" I said, pushing him off me, thanking god once again that he didn't want me making love to the Duke…that guy was just…UGH!!!
"There's a power in you that scares me! We shall see each other every day until opening night!" I said, pushing him out the door. At the last minute, I remembered his hat and cane, but wasn't about to grab for it when Christian popped out of his hiding place.
"Do you have any idea…ANY idea what would have happened if you were caught?" I said. I started to feel faint again. I was exerting too much energy…and with this corset on and the fact I have consumption wasn't helping, either. I fell in Christian's arms and let him worry about it.
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"Satine? Satine? What's wrong??" I asked, shaking her. I was trying to figure out in the meantime who she really was.
I dragged her to the bed and laid her down. I pushed a few of her vibrant rosy curls away from her beautiful ivory skin.
"I forgot my hat…" the Duke said, and he dropped his jaw as he saw me over Satine. "Foul play?"
"I…uh…" Satine was just beginning to wake up.
"We were rehearsing!" she said. "Yes…those words made me realize just how much rehearsing we needed to do, so I called everyone together for an emergency rehearsal!"
"You're trying to tell me that scantily clad, in the arms of another, inside an ELEPHANT, that you were rehearsing?" the Duke yelled, his voice rang out throughout the red room.
"Yes…we were rehearsing," I stammered, hoping something would happen. Luckily, the Bohemians jumped down just in time!
"Chwistian! How's duh wehearsal going?" Toulouse asked.
"Well…if you're rehearsing, then where's Zidler?" the Duke asked, rather smugly.
"What's going on?" Harold asked, angry that everyone was interrupting when he could be making money.
"It's okay, Zidler, he knows about the EMERGENCY REHEARSAL," Satine said, emphasizing the last words.
"Emergency rehearsal?" Harold asked. "Oh yes, the emergency rehearsal!"
"Yes, because the Duke is so keen to INVEST," Satine said, noticing the sparkle in Harold's eye when she mentioned the word 'invest.'
"Invest? INVEST!!!" Harold said, perking up quite quickly.
Our story had just begun then, but was getting deeper into a problem when the Duke wanted to know the story.
"It's about…Toulouse?" Harold asked.
"It's about…about…" Toulouse stammered.
"LOVE!" I screamed out before I even realized what I was saying.
"Love?" everyone else said at once.
"It's about love…overcoming all obstacles," I said, grinning at Satine. No matter who she really was, I was in love! And nothing was going to stop me.
"And it's set in Switzerwind!" Toulouse said, interrupting the happy moment.
"Switzerland??" We all began to panic and look around.
"Nordic Switzerland!" Zidler said.
"INDIA! It's set in India!" I yelled, after glancing at a statue of an elephant. "And there's an actress…one of the most beautiful actresses in the world," I said, grinning towards Satine. "She meets a famous writer while at a troll…I mean carriage stop! And…she pretends to like him, because she is an actress and all…but they meet up again and find out that they couldn't think about anything else! But another actor, an EVIL one, finds himself in love, but is determined to stop her from becoming famous and keep her for himself!" I said, making sure I sounded convincing. I just hoped I wouldn't forget any of this!
"Well…it sounds good!" the Duke said, seemingly interested. "What about the tango scene?"
Harold stepped in and took over for me. "It will be ravishing…" he continued along using all different big words and stepping closer to him to keep him as interested as possible. "It will be…spectacular spectacular! No words in the vernacular can describe this great event; you'll be dumb with wonderment. Returns are fixed at ten percent; you must agree that's excellent! And on top of your fee…"
"You'll be involved artistically!" everyone sang together.
So exciting, the audience will stomp and cheer!
So delighting, it will run for 5o years!
So exciting, the audience will stomp and cheer!
So delighting, it will run for 5o years!
Elephants!
Arabians!
Indians!
And courtesans!
Acrobats!
And juggling bears!
Exotic girls!
Fire-eaters!
Muscle Men!
Contortionists!
Intrigue, danger,
And romance!
Electric lights,
Machinery,
Powered by electricity!
So exciting, the audience will stomp and cheer!
So delighting, it will run for 5o years!
So exciting, the audience will stomp and cheer!
So delighting, it will run for 5o years!
Spectacular, spectacular
No words in the vernacular
Can describe this great event
You'll be dumb with wonderment
The hills are alive, with the sound of music...
So exciting, the audience will stomp and cheer!
So delighting, it will run for 5o years!
So exciting, the audience will stomp and cheer!
So delighting, it will run for 5o years!
"Yes, but what happens in the end?" the Duke asked.
"Ahem! The actress and the famous writer find their lives become much brighter," I sang.
"Until the evil actor finds," Satine sang.
"Just how much their love binds," I sang, smiling as Satine looked rather worried with my words.
"It's a little bit funny…this feeling inside," the Duke sang.
So exciting, the audience will stomp and cheer!
So delighting, it will run for 5o years--!
"The evil actor has a plan to stop the plot love began. But luckily the writer sings of the love the actress brings."
"I am the evil actor you will not escape!" Zidler says.
"Oh Harold, no one could play him like you could!" Satine said.
"No one's going to!" Harold said.
So exciting, we'll make them laugh we'll make them cry!
So delighting--!
"And in the end should someone die?" the Duke asked.
So exciting, the audience will stomp and cheer!
So delighting it will run for 50 years--!
"Generally…I like it!" the Duke said, enthusiastically while everyone crowded around him. That had to have been the most absurd song I've danced to ever!
~*~
End: Chapter 3
Author: Sparkling Diamond Satine
Warning: Cheesy story that I decided to write during my school's production of 'Singin' in the Rain.' (And ooh it was raining during the performance…and they were singing…haha) There will probably be some inside jokes…only because I love our inside jokes to the play…they're so great!
If you want to know the summary, it's in chapter 1.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that doesn't belong to me…'cuz you know that wouldn't make sense and I like to make sense most of the time. The song "The Pitch" is from 'Moulin Rouge', but I played around with it to suit the new idea my Chris had for the play!
Chapter 1 also has some important notes. Read those before reading this!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter 3~Dinner With The Duke/The Pitch
Christian luckily hid behind me at the last possible second and I held up my black lace rob to cover him from the Duke's view. I smiled seductively while Harold was asking me where I was.
"I was…waiting," I said, unable to think of anything else.
"I'll leave you two lovebirds alone," Harold said, closing the door.
"A kiss on the hand may be quite continental," the Duke said, reaching for my hand.
I tried my best not to look disgusted when his lips went towards my hand with his little scrawny mustache brushing against my skin. "But diamonds are a girl's best friend," I said, taking back my hand, smiling, and waving a finger.
"After your exhaustions on the stage, you must be in need of some refreshments," the Duke said, moving toward the table with all the food and drinks on it. I could tell that Christian had dove there after Zidler left, so I had to steer him away.
"Don't!" I yelled, deciding to play it safe, like Satine. This was a sucker and would fall for just about anything. "You just…love the view?" I asked, pointing to the view of the windmill and row after row of hotels and apartment buildings.
"Enchanting…" the Duke said, confused. Stupid idiot…why don't you leave before you cause us more pain than we need?
He moved back toward the table to open a glass of champagne. "No!" I yelled again. "Oh…I feel like dancing!" I said, probably cracking Christian up with my exotic dancing moves, but I knew he could handle it.
The Duke looked at me strangely, and moved back to the champagne in the bucket. I jumped down to his waist and held on to him, hating every moment. "Isn't it funny?"
"What?" the Duke asked, confused.
I looked to Christian for help, even though I didn't need to. I already knew this poem by heart, but I wanted to be sure that he still remembered it. Christian played charades, mouthing the words, to help me.
"This feeling inside…I'm not one of those who can easily hide!" I said, quickly. I started to sing softly, while both Christian and I slowly rose up at the same time. "You stepped out of a dream…you are too wonderful to be what you seem…" I sang.
My eyes met with the Dukes, and his eyes sparkled, glistening with the reflection of the moon. He was in love, and I could feel it. I, on the other hand, was in love with Christian…with my Chris.
"That was beautiful…" he said.
"It's from Spectacular, Spectacular," I breathed. "Suddenly with you here, I know the meaning of those words."
Somewhere between my breathing and watching him open his mouth to say something, I heard a bang over where Christian was standing. He slammed the door after trying to sneak out, and seeing the Duke's manservant.
"Duke!" I said, throwing myself on the bed, pretending to cry. "Don't you toy with my emotions!"
The Duke just stared back, confused as usual.
I pulled him onto the bed, and thinking like the prostitute I had become, I said, "Let's make love!"
Christian tried to sneak past the bed with a hurt look on his face, and he pouted in a very silly way. That was when I figured out just who was in Christian's body. It was my beloved Chris! I silently thanked god many, many times before speaking to the Duke.
"You're right! We should wait…" I said, pushing him off me, thanking god once again that he didn't want me making love to the Duke…that guy was just…UGH!!!
"There's a power in you that scares me! We shall see each other every day until opening night!" I said, pushing him out the door. At the last minute, I remembered his hat and cane, but wasn't about to grab for it when Christian popped out of his hiding place.
"Do you have any idea…ANY idea what would have happened if you were caught?" I said. I started to feel faint again. I was exerting too much energy…and with this corset on and the fact I have consumption wasn't helping, either. I fell in Christian's arms and let him worry about it.
~*~
"Satine? Satine? What's wrong??" I asked, shaking her. I was trying to figure out in the meantime who she really was.
I dragged her to the bed and laid her down. I pushed a few of her vibrant rosy curls away from her beautiful ivory skin.
"I forgot my hat…" the Duke said, and he dropped his jaw as he saw me over Satine. "Foul play?"
"I…uh…" Satine was just beginning to wake up.
"We were rehearsing!" she said. "Yes…those words made me realize just how much rehearsing we needed to do, so I called everyone together for an emergency rehearsal!"
"You're trying to tell me that scantily clad, in the arms of another, inside an ELEPHANT, that you were rehearsing?" the Duke yelled, his voice rang out throughout the red room.
"Yes…we were rehearsing," I stammered, hoping something would happen. Luckily, the Bohemians jumped down just in time!
"Chwistian! How's duh wehearsal going?" Toulouse asked.
"Well…if you're rehearsing, then where's Zidler?" the Duke asked, rather smugly.
"What's going on?" Harold asked, angry that everyone was interrupting when he could be making money.
"It's okay, Zidler, he knows about the EMERGENCY REHEARSAL," Satine said, emphasizing the last words.
"Emergency rehearsal?" Harold asked. "Oh yes, the emergency rehearsal!"
"Yes, because the Duke is so keen to INVEST," Satine said, noticing the sparkle in Harold's eye when she mentioned the word 'invest.'
"Invest? INVEST!!!" Harold said, perking up quite quickly.
Our story had just begun then, but was getting deeper into a problem when the Duke wanted to know the story.
"It's about…Toulouse?" Harold asked.
"It's about…about…" Toulouse stammered.
"LOVE!" I screamed out before I even realized what I was saying.
"Love?" everyone else said at once.
"It's about love…overcoming all obstacles," I said, grinning at Satine. No matter who she really was, I was in love! And nothing was going to stop me.
"And it's set in Switzerwind!" Toulouse said, interrupting the happy moment.
"Switzerland??" We all began to panic and look around.
"Nordic Switzerland!" Zidler said.
"INDIA! It's set in India!" I yelled, after glancing at a statue of an elephant. "And there's an actress…one of the most beautiful actresses in the world," I said, grinning towards Satine. "She meets a famous writer while at a troll…I mean carriage stop! And…she pretends to like him, because she is an actress and all…but they meet up again and find out that they couldn't think about anything else! But another actor, an EVIL one, finds himself in love, but is determined to stop her from becoming famous and keep her for himself!" I said, making sure I sounded convincing. I just hoped I wouldn't forget any of this!
"Well…it sounds good!" the Duke said, seemingly interested. "What about the tango scene?"
Harold stepped in and took over for me. "It will be ravishing…" he continued along using all different big words and stepping closer to him to keep him as interested as possible. "It will be…spectacular spectacular! No words in the vernacular can describe this great event; you'll be dumb with wonderment. Returns are fixed at ten percent; you must agree that's excellent! And on top of your fee…"
"You'll be involved artistically!" everyone sang together.
So exciting, the audience will stomp and cheer!
So delighting, it will run for 5o years!
So exciting, the audience will stomp and cheer!
So delighting, it will run for 5o years!
Elephants!
Arabians!
Indians!
And courtesans!
Acrobats!
And juggling bears!
Exotic girls!
Fire-eaters!
Muscle Men!
Contortionists!
Intrigue, danger,
And romance!
Electric lights,
Machinery,
Powered by electricity!
So exciting, the audience will stomp and cheer!
So delighting, it will run for 5o years!
So exciting, the audience will stomp and cheer!
So delighting, it will run for 5o years!
Spectacular, spectacular
No words in the vernacular
Can describe this great event
You'll be dumb with wonderment
The hills are alive, with the sound of music...
So exciting, the audience will stomp and cheer!
So delighting, it will run for 5o years!
So exciting, the audience will stomp and cheer!
So delighting, it will run for 5o years!
"Yes, but what happens in the end?" the Duke asked.
"Ahem! The actress and the famous writer find their lives become much brighter," I sang.
"Until the evil actor finds," Satine sang.
"Just how much their love binds," I sang, smiling as Satine looked rather worried with my words.
"It's a little bit funny…this feeling inside," the Duke sang.
So exciting, the audience will stomp and cheer!
So delighting, it will run for 5o years--!
"The evil actor has a plan to stop the plot love began. But luckily the writer sings of the love the actress brings."
"I am the evil actor you will not escape!" Zidler says.
"Oh Harold, no one could play him like you could!" Satine said.
"No one's going to!" Harold said.
So exciting, we'll make them laugh we'll make them cry!
So delighting--!
"And in the end should someone die?" the Duke asked.
So exciting, the audience will stomp and cheer!
So delighting it will run for 50 years--!
"Generally…I like it!" the Duke said, enthusiastically while everyone crowded around him. That had to have been the most absurd song I've danced to ever!
~*~
End: Chapter 3