more o my story, ppl. hope u like!
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"Have you heard?" Nayru asked one day during filming. "Audrey's father is having a humongous party to celebrate his wedding anniversary-- and our dear old dependable Audrey invited that scoundrel Cody!!"
"That's odd," Farore remarked. "And her father has agreed to it?"
"Yes!"
"I never would've thought that he would allow someone of such low class to set foot inside his house! We must ask Audrey why she was so keen to get him at the celebration..."
"Isn't it obvious?" Nayru asked, as they began to walk. "Obviously, the poor girl is head-over-heels about him!"
"Now don't be rash," Farore said, coming to a halt. "We know perfectly well that Audrey is NOT in love."
"Uh....we do?"
"Yes! Listen to me, Nicole (a/n: remember they're using their movie names when speaking 2 each other b/c they're filming!!) I'm a writer. I know all there is to know about girls in love! Audrey eats fine, she sleeps like a log--or so her mother tells me--she's not twittery or upcross, and she doesn't mope in corners! Therefor, she's not in love!"
There was a pause. Nayru sighed and continued her walk. "If you say so."
"Cut!" called Gannondorf. "That was swell, kids! I was gonna say that if you didn't get that line right this time, Nayru, I'd have to do something drastic! This IS, after all the fifth take."
"Sorry," Nayru apologized. "But I just could not for the life of me remember that entire thing about girls in love! I wish I had a photograph memory like Zelda does, the lucky girl."
"Speaking of Zel, where is she?" Gannondorf asked. "I was going to conduct a rehearsal of that dancing scene next."
"I think she's still in makeup," Farore answered. "We'll go get her for you, if you like, sir."
"Would you? Thanks."
A few minutes later, Farore and Nayru bumped into Zelda as she was leaving the makeup department. "Hi," she greeted them. "...why do you look so pale?"
"OH, THE HORROR!!" sighed Farore melodramatically. "We knew this day would come!! And it has!"
"...Nayru, what's she talking about?"
Sighing, the other actress said, "She's talking about the scene you're to rehearse next. The one at the ball...you know, the scene where Audrey and Cody kiss for the first time. You're do--...Zelda? Zeeeelda?" Nayru waved a friend in front of her friends face, then snapped her fingers. "Zelda!!"
Zelda snapped out of the daze she had just slipped into. "Sorry," she said in a hoarse voice; a lump stuck in her throat. "D-Does Gannondorf want me now?"
"Yeah...good luck, sister."
About to walk away, Zelda turned around and said, "You're not just pulling my leg, are you?"
"Nope," answered Nayru. "This is on the level."
"Okay..."
A short while later...
"He said he wants you to meet him down in his office," a crew member told Link. "You and Ms. Jones in his office.....something important, I think."
"Um, okay."
Hands in his pockets, Link walked down the long hallway to Gannondorf's office. He wondered why he was being sent there, of all places. Surely he hadn't done anything worth getting in trouble over? Link sighed. As a child, he had imagined that once he was an adult, he wouldn't be afraid of anything at all.
But boy, could those moguls be scary when they wanted to.
Link raised his hand and knocked sharply on the wooden doors that led into Ganon's office. "Come in," said a low voice from inside the room. It didn't sound too angry; it sounded pleased.
Taking a deep breath, Link opened the door and stepped into the office. Zelda was already sitting in one of the two chairs across from Ganon's desk (behind which he was sitting). She wore a long, black sequin gown and a hat that was placed fashionably lopsided on her head. Zelda smushed a cigarette in a nearby ashtray as Link sat down beside her, and she put the holder back inside her purse.
"Cigar, Link?" Ganon said, leaning across his desk with a box full of them.
"No thanks," Link said lightly. There was a silence, until Link said, "So what's this all about, Gannondorf?"
"No need to sound worried, boy," Ganon chuckled. "I merely wanted to speak with you two about the scene I wanted to rehearse today." Ganon cleared his throat and smiled. "You two are my guinea pigs."
Zelda raised an eyebrow. "I beg your pardon?"
"I'm going to try something I don't think any other director has ever done, or at least I haven't: as you both know, in the upcoming scene, Audrey and Cody share their first kiss. So I....hold on a moment." He grinned. "Am I right in supposing that you two have never, um....kissed before?"
Both of them suddenly felt very childish, turning away and mumbling.
"I thought not," Gannondorf said, leaning back in his chair. "Anyway, the apparent attitude we have between you two at the moment is exactly what I want shown in the characters...shy, diminuitive, but apparently both a little bit anxious about a certain, shall we say....something."
Zelda's cheeks tinted a pinkish color. 'Good heavens, he KNOWS!! How could he know what an idiot I'm making of myself by falling for Link?! Please, may somebody up there like me!!'
"So, anyway, I thought it might be interesting not to rehearse this scene at all. Because by then, you've kissed and all that and it's suddenly become routine. That's not what I want shown. I want it completely spontaneous!! Don't hold back, be as avid as you wish, and that's a--oh, I know what you're thinking. If something should go wrong, I'll scratch the idea and we'll rehearse it a couple times. All clear?"
Link and Zelda gaped at him.
"Good! That's all, practice your lines, see you both her in two days at seven!"
Zelda slowly stood up, stumbling on her way out of the room, then running away as quickly as possible. Link stood up as well a moment later, shook Gannondorf's hand, and exited between the two wooden doors.
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Numbly, Link opened the door to his limousine and stepped inside. Saria slid down to make room for him.
"Ohhh, what a busy day it's been!" she sighed happily. "Have you met Din, Link? She's new to the business; does a song and dance number in the picture, absolutely love girl--anyway, I was in the scene she was doing today and we--Link, what's wrong?"
"What?" Link asked.
"You seem a little....dazed about something."
"It's nothing."
"Good. Mother's already scared enough without you being ill. I got a call at the studio today, they said that Boots is dead."
"Boots died?!" Link said incredulously, referring their family cat. "Oh no, that's terrible! Mother must be a total mess!"
"We can only imagine," Saria sighed. "She must feel simply awful." Saria picked up the telephone that was conveniently located in the back seat. "I'm going to give father a call and ask how she's doing....we've had Boots for what seems like--oh, how long has it been? Seventeen years! Why-- oh, hello?"
As Saria began to speak on the phone with their father, Link thought desperately about Gannondorf had told him and Zelda that afternoon. He should hate very much to have to kiss her, but he knew he had to anyway. Link was also fully aware that any number of actors (and just plain normal movie-goers) would die to take his place.
Link straightened from his slouched position. He was being stupid. It's not like he was doing this movie because of Zelda, he was doing it because the pay was extreme and he knew the picture would be big....it was only reasonable.
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"Zelda, dear, I need some advice," Greer Garson said that afternoon.
"All right," Zelda said, eager to take her mind off of the meeting she had just come from. "Shoot. What's the problem?"
"Well..." Greer tried to find the right words as she squirmed around a bit in her seat at the Brown Derby. "What do you do when you find yourself falling for your co-star?"
Zelda choked on her glass of water. "Trust me, Greer, I know exactly what you're talking about."
"No, you don't," Greer laughed. "I mean...what if you fall in love with the actor who's playing your son?"
Zelda stared at her for a long time. "That's insane!! You mean Vey? Richard VEY?! You're falling in love with him?"
"It's dreadful, I know!" Greer said. "It's awful when something like this happens; when I want to treat the man playing my son like a--I don't know, a MAN, not a boy! Zelda, I know the crew is right on my tail and it would seem ridiculous if they found out about it all!"
"Does Richard know?" Zelda asked.
"I'm not really sure...oh, but have you no advice?"
"None whatsoever, I'm afraid."
"Wonderful." Greer sighed. "Now that I've spilled my story, you'd better tell me yours. Who's the co-star you're falling for."
"It's terrible," Zelda said, supporting her forehead with her hand. "I feel like a little child, but my mother would never let me hear the end of it if she knew that I'm starting to feel for Link. Harker."
Greer laughed, but cut it short, because she knew this was rather serious. "Zelda, don't you worry. You'll get over him eventually; this sort of thing happens all the time. Besides, I'm sure it's only temporary. Why, in a couple of days, you'll be--"
"But it's been more than a couple days, Greer!" Zelda interrupted. "I've been feeling like this for two weeks! And I don't know what I shall do if my mother or even father knew; they absolutely loathe the Harkers! All of them!!"
"Well, I'm afraid that your parents would rather blow a blood vessel or two if they were to find out," Greer said.
"Thank you for the encouragement," Zelda mumbled.
"Oh, Zelda," Greer whispered, reaching across the table and taking her friend's hand. "Why don't you come on over to my house tonight? I'm having a few other people over, and we're viewing a movie."
"Which?" Zelda asked, again rather anxious to change the subject from Link.
"Pride and Prejudice," Greer answered, naming one of her movies from a couple years ago. "But it wasn't my idea! It was Laurence's, Laurence Olivier's! He was in it too, you know, and he said it was one of the best he'd done. Either that, or Rebecca."
"I see," Zelda said, standing up. "I must be going now, thank you for the invitation. I'll stop by if I've got the time."
"Please do," Greer called after her, waving. "Oh, thank you," she said, as the waiter brought her bill to the booth. "Good heavens, ZELDA!! YOU--oh, she's gone. Just like that for her to go and leave me with this monstrous tab!"
Not as if she couldn't afford it.
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a/n: well, thar's another chapter. sry if i'm speeding this along a bit....but i was rather anxious to get this done.
btw, a note 2 twyla zone: i dont know if mayer ever made a movie w/ gloria grahame. i wouldn't know, b/c she was never my absolute favorite (even though she's good...i thought she was just so funny and cute in oklahoma!!) sry. c ya round
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"Have you heard?" Nayru asked one day during filming. "Audrey's father is having a humongous party to celebrate his wedding anniversary-- and our dear old dependable Audrey invited that scoundrel Cody!!"
"That's odd," Farore remarked. "And her father has agreed to it?"
"Yes!"
"I never would've thought that he would allow someone of such low class to set foot inside his house! We must ask Audrey why she was so keen to get him at the celebration..."
"Isn't it obvious?" Nayru asked, as they began to walk. "Obviously, the poor girl is head-over-heels about him!"
"Now don't be rash," Farore said, coming to a halt. "We know perfectly well that Audrey is NOT in love."
"Uh....we do?"
"Yes! Listen to me, Nicole (a/n: remember they're using their movie names when speaking 2 each other b/c they're filming!!) I'm a writer. I know all there is to know about girls in love! Audrey eats fine, she sleeps like a log--or so her mother tells me--she's not twittery or upcross, and she doesn't mope in corners! Therefor, she's not in love!"
There was a pause. Nayru sighed and continued her walk. "If you say so."
"Cut!" called Gannondorf. "That was swell, kids! I was gonna say that if you didn't get that line right this time, Nayru, I'd have to do something drastic! This IS, after all the fifth take."
"Sorry," Nayru apologized. "But I just could not for the life of me remember that entire thing about girls in love! I wish I had a photograph memory like Zelda does, the lucky girl."
"Speaking of Zel, where is she?" Gannondorf asked. "I was going to conduct a rehearsal of that dancing scene next."
"I think she's still in makeup," Farore answered. "We'll go get her for you, if you like, sir."
"Would you? Thanks."
A few minutes later, Farore and Nayru bumped into Zelda as she was leaving the makeup department. "Hi," she greeted them. "...why do you look so pale?"
"OH, THE HORROR!!" sighed Farore melodramatically. "We knew this day would come!! And it has!"
"...Nayru, what's she talking about?"
Sighing, the other actress said, "She's talking about the scene you're to rehearse next. The one at the ball...you know, the scene where Audrey and Cody kiss for the first time. You're do--...Zelda? Zeeeelda?" Nayru waved a friend in front of her friends face, then snapped her fingers. "Zelda!!"
Zelda snapped out of the daze she had just slipped into. "Sorry," she said in a hoarse voice; a lump stuck in her throat. "D-Does Gannondorf want me now?"
"Yeah...good luck, sister."
About to walk away, Zelda turned around and said, "You're not just pulling my leg, are you?"
"Nope," answered Nayru. "This is on the level."
"Okay..."
A short while later...
"He said he wants you to meet him down in his office," a crew member told Link. "You and Ms. Jones in his office.....something important, I think."
"Um, okay."
Hands in his pockets, Link walked down the long hallway to Gannondorf's office. He wondered why he was being sent there, of all places. Surely he hadn't done anything worth getting in trouble over? Link sighed. As a child, he had imagined that once he was an adult, he wouldn't be afraid of anything at all.
But boy, could those moguls be scary when they wanted to.
Link raised his hand and knocked sharply on the wooden doors that led into Ganon's office. "Come in," said a low voice from inside the room. It didn't sound too angry; it sounded pleased.
Taking a deep breath, Link opened the door and stepped into the office. Zelda was already sitting in one of the two chairs across from Ganon's desk (behind which he was sitting). She wore a long, black sequin gown and a hat that was placed fashionably lopsided on her head. Zelda smushed a cigarette in a nearby ashtray as Link sat down beside her, and she put the holder back inside her purse.
"Cigar, Link?" Ganon said, leaning across his desk with a box full of them.
"No thanks," Link said lightly. There was a silence, until Link said, "So what's this all about, Gannondorf?"
"No need to sound worried, boy," Ganon chuckled. "I merely wanted to speak with you two about the scene I wanted to rehearse today." Ganon cleared his throat and smiled. "You two are my guinea pigs."
Zelda raised an eyebrow. "I beg your pardon?"
"I'm going to try something I don't think any other director has ever done, or at least I haven't: as you both know, in the upcoming scene, Audrey and Cody share their first kiss. So I....hold on a moment." He grinned. "Am I right in supposing that you two have never, um....kissed before?"
Both of them suddenly felt very childish, turning away and mumbling.
"I thought not," Gannondorf said, leaning back in his chair. "Anyway, the apparent attitude we have between you two at the moment is exactly what I want shown in the characters...shy, diminuitive, but apparently both a little bit anxious about a certain, shall we say....something."
Zelda's cheeks tinted a pinkish color. 'Good heavens, he KNOWS!! How could he know what an idiot I'm making of myself by falling for Link?! Please, may somebody up there like me!!'
"So, anyway, I thought it might be interesting not to rehearse this scene at all. Because by then, you've kissed and all that and it's suddenly become routine. That's not what I want shown. I want it completely spontaneous!! Don't hold back, be as avid as you wish, and that's a--oh, I know what you're thinking. If something should go wrong, I'll scratch the idea and we'll rehearse it a couple times. All clear?"
Link and Zelda gaped at him.
"Good! That's all, practice your lines, see you both her in two days at seven!"
Zelda slowly stood up, stumbling on her way out of the room, then running away as quickly as possible. Link stood up as well a moment later, shook Gannondorf's hand, and exited between the two wooden doors.
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Numbly, Link opened the door to his limousine and stepped inside. Saria slid down to make room for him.
"Ohhh, what a busy day it's been!" she sighed happily. "Have you met Din, Link? She's new to the business; does a song and dance number in the picture, absolutely love girl--anyway, I was in the scene she was doing today and we--Link, what's wrong?"
"What?" Link asked.
"You seem a little....dazed about something."
"It's nothing."
"Good. Mother's already scared enough without you being ill. I got a call at the studio today, they said that Boots is dead."
"Boots died?!" Link said incredulously, referring their family cat. "Oh no, that's terrible! Mother must be a total mess!"
"We can only imagine," Saria sighed. "She must feel simply awful." Saria picked up the telephone that was conveniently located in the back seat. "I'm going to give father a call and ask how she's doing....we've had Boots for what seems like--oh, how long has it been? Seventeen years! Why-- oh, hello?"
As Saria began to speak on the phone with their father, Link thought desperately about Gannondorf had told him and Zelda that afternoon. He should hate very much to have to kiss her, but he knew he had to anyway. Link was also fully aware that any number of actors (and just plain normal movie-goers) would die to take his place.
Link straightened from his slouched position. He was being stupid. It's not like he was doing this movie because of Zelda, he was doing it because the pay was extreme and he knew the picture would be big....it was only reasonable.
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"Zelda, dear, I need some advice," Greer Garson said that afternoon.
"All right," Zelda said, eager to take her mind off of the meeting she had just come from. "Shoot. What's the problem?"
"Well..." Greer tried to find the right words as she squirmed around a bit in her seat at the Brown Derby. "What do you do when you find yourself falling for your co-star?"
Zelda choked on her glass of water. "Trust me, Greer, I know exactly what you're talking about."
"No, you don't," Greer laughed. "I mean...what if you fall in love with the actor who's playing your son?"
Zelda stared at her for a long time. "That's insane!! You mean Vey? Richard VEY?! You're falling in love with him?"
"It's dreadful, I know!" Greer said. "It's awful when something like this happens; when I want to treat the man playing my son like a--I don't know, a MAN, not a boy! Zelda, I know the crew is right on my tail and it would seem ridiculous if they found out about it all!"
"Does Richard know?" Zelda asked.
"I'm not really sure...oh, but have you no advice?"
"None whatsoever, I'm afraid."
"Wonderful." Greer sighed. "Now that I've spilled my story, you'd better tell me yours. Who's the co-star you're falling for."
"It's terrible," Zelda said, supporting her forehead with her hand. "I feel like a little child, but my mother would never let me hear the end of it if she knew that I'm starting to feel for Link. Harker."
Greer laughed, but cut it short, because she knew this was rather serious. "Zelda, don't you worry. You'll get over him eventually; this sort of thing happens all the time. Besides, I'm sure it's only temporary. Why, in a couple of days, you'll be--"
"But it's been more than a couple days, Greer!" Zelda interrupted. "I've been feeling like this for two weeks! And I don't know what I shall do if my mother or even father knew; they absolutely loathe the Harkers! All of them!!"
"Well, I'm afraid that your parents would rather blow a blood vessel or two if they were to find out," Greer said.
"Thank you for the encouragement," Zelda mumbled.
"Oh, Zelda," Greer whispered, reaching across the table and taking her friend's hand. "Why don't you come on over to my house tonight? I'm having a few other people over, and we're viewing a movie."
"Which?" Zelda asked, again rather anxious to change the subject from Link.
"Pride and Prejudice," Greer answered, naming one of her movies from a couple years ago. "But it wasn't my idea! It was Laurence's, Laurence Olivier's! He was in it too, you know, and he said it was one of the best he'd done. Either that, or Rebecca."
"I see," Zelda said, standing up. "I must be going now, thank you for the invitation. I'll stop by if I've got the time."
"Please do," Greer called after her, waving. "Oh, thank you," she said, as the waiter brought her bill to the booth. "Good heavens, ZELDA!! YOU--oh, she's gone. Just like that for her to go and leave me with this monstrous tab!"
Not as if she couldn't afford it.
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a/n: well, thar's another chapter. sry if i'm speeding this along a bit....but i was rather anxious to get this done.
btw, a note 2 twyla zone: i dont know if mayer ever made a movie w/ gloria grahame. i wouldn't know, b/c she was never my absolute favorite (even though she's good...i thought she was just so funny and cute in oklahoma!!) sry. c ya round