Chapter Seven.
What will happen next? Who know's? I do!
Oh ya, I own nothing but this ruler that is in my mouth. Dont ask. Oh wait, it's my sister's
ruler. Tee hee.
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"Are you ready to go?" Asked Christian as he took Satine's bag from her.
"It's ok, I can handle it.." she said taking back the bag.
"Honey, you're pregenant, you don't need to carry your own bag." he said as for the last time
he took Satine's bag.
"You're right.." she said as she glanced at her pin.
"I've never seen that cameo before. Where did you get it?" he asked her.
"Oh, my grandmother gave it to me when I was little." she said lightly.
They were on the street know, and Christian raised his hand, waving down a carriage.
"Christian, do you suppose we are doing the right thing by leaving?" she asked
as she stepped in hhe carrage.
"Ofcourse, if not, our baby wouldn't survive with the duke around."
"Trainstation please." Satine said to the driver.
They had travelled about five minutes untill Christian noticed, that
the driver had looked strangly formiliar.
"It's Chocolat!" Christian whispered to Satine, as she looked out the front
window only to see a disguised Chocolat wearing a fake beard and mustache.
"Chocolat! What are you doing here?!" Satine asked furiously.
"Our plan is already foiled." Christian sighed.
"No it's not!" Chocolat said, "I'll help you guys, aslong as you help me."
he said.
"What do you need help with?" Satine asked.
"In Germany, there is a woman that I fell in love with 4 years ago,
just before I came to the Moulin Rouge. She was very natural and was
the love of my life, her name was, Cirila, it means lordly. But to
point, we were going to live here in Paris, but once we got the the
train station, we were almost aboard, when her father found her and
took her away. And I've never seen her since." Chocolat sighed.
"I'm sorry Chocolat.." Satine said. "Why did her father take her away?"
"She was sixteen and I was twenty-two. He had high hopes for her to
go, and get married to an older man about the age of forty who had owned
the bank. He was very rich. If you help me find her, I'll help you get
away from the duke." he said.
"Well Chocolat, you have got yourself a deal." Christian said
shaking his hand.
"We're here, the trainstation, come with me to buy tickets to Germany." he said.
"Well actually, If you didn't know, Satine is pregenant, I think
it would be better if she went to London and stayed with he parents,
and I came with you, to Germany." he said.
"It's all settled then, You and Chocolat, will go to
Germany, and I will go to London. I'll miss you.." she said as she kissed
Christian's cheek. "I have to go get my ticket, the London train is leaving
in fifteen minutes. Bye." She said as she kissed him once more, and
she gave Chocolat a hug.
"I'll see you in London Christian!" she yelled over the busy crowd
going to the London train.
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One to London, two to Germany, will the duke find Satine or Christian?
Only time will tell.
Please revieW~
I own nothing.
What will happen next? Who know's? I do!
Oh ya, I own nothing but this ruler that is in my mouth. Dont ask. Oh wait, it's my sister's
ruler. Tee hee.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Are you ready to go?" Asked Christian as he took Satine's bag from her.
"It's ok, I can handle it.." she said taking back the bag.
"Honey, you're pregenant, you don't need to carry your own bag." he said as for the last time
he took Satine's bag.
"You're right.." she said as she glanced at her pin.
"I've never seen that cameo before. Where did you get it?" he asked her.
"Oh, my grandmother gave it to me when I was little." she said lightly.
They were on the street know, and Christian raised his hand, waving down a carriage.
"Christian, do you suppose we are doing the right thing by leaving?" she asked
as she stepped in hhe carrage.
"Ofcourse, if not, our baby wouldn't survive with the duke around."
"Trainstation please." Satine said to the driver.
They had travelled about five minutes untill Christian noticed, that
the driver had looked strangly formiliar.
"It's Chocolat!" Christian whispered to Satine, as she looked out the front
window only to see a disguised Chocolat wearing a fake beard and mustache.
"Chocolat! What are you doing here?!" Satine asked furiously.
"Our plan is already foiled." Christian sighed.
"No it's not!" Chocolat said, "I'll help you guys, aslong as you help me."
he said.
"What do you need help with?" Satine asked.
"In Germany, there is a woman that I fell in love with 4 years ago,
just before I came to the Moulin Rouge. She was very natural and was
the love of my life, her name was, Cirila, it means lordly. But to
point, we were going to live here in Paris, but once we got the the
train station, we were almost aboard, when her father found her and
took her away. And I've never seen her since." Chocolat sighed.
"I'm sorry Chocolat.." Satine said. "Why did her father take her away?"
"She was sixteen and I was twenty-two. He had high hopes for her to
go, and get married to an older man about the age of forty who had owned
the bank. He was very rich. If you help me find her, I'll help you get
away from the duke." he said.
"Well Chocolat, you have got yourself a deal." Christian said
shaking his hand.
"We're here, the trainstation, come with me to buy tickets to Germany." he said.
"Well actually, If you didn't know, Satine is pregenant, I think
it would be better if she went to London and stayed with he parents,
and I came with you, to Germany." he said.
"It's all settled then, You and Chocolat, will go to
Germany, and I will go to London. I'll miss you.." she said as she kissed
Christian's cheek. "I have to go get my ticket, the London train is leaving
in fifteen minutes. Bye." She said as she kissed him once more, and
she gave Chocolat a hug.
"I'll see you in London Christian!" she yelled over the busy crowd
going to the London train.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
One to London, two to Germany, will the duke find Satine or Christian?
Only time will tell.
Please revieW~
I own nothing.