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Chapter Three: Jolly Holiday With Mary
"Mar-ree Popp'ns, you look beautiful." Bert said as he eyed her. She was no longer wearing the 'nanny' dress she had on before, but a lovely white, Victorian summer dress. When he looked down at himself, he had a colourful seersucker suit.
"Do you really think so?" Mary Poppins replied as she put up her umbrella, shading her skin from the sun.
"What the bloody 'ell is going on 'ere?" Spike groaned, as he glanced down at his own colourful suit, and poppy red bowtie. His wardrobe had made Dawn break into a giggling fit, and he stared at her with a deadly look. "I swear, if I didn't 'ave this chip in me head right now, I'd rip your vocal cords out so you wouldn't say anything."
"Don't be so gloomy, Spike." Dawn teased.
"Well, look at yer outfit."
She did, and a horrified look came across her face. "Ew! I'm wearing... a..." But when she looked down at her reflection in the pond, she eased up to her appearance. "It's cute."
"Whatever," Spike managed to say, and then turned to Bert. "Didn't you say there was a circus or somethin'?"
"Down that road, behind that hill, remember?"
"What does wittle Spike wanna go to wa wittle circus?" Dawn said in a baby tone.
"Bloody 'ell no!" The lie was clearly shown across his face, "Just asked is all."
"Come on, Dawn, Spike. Do not doddle, and do not fall and smudge the painting."
Ain't it a glorious day?
Right as a mornin' in May.
I feel like I could fly
Have you ever seen the grass so green
Or a bluer sky?
Bert began to sing as he hooked arms with Mary Poppins, and Spike just narrowed his eyes at them. "No one told me there would be singing." He whispered with a frown.
Oh, it's a jolly holiday with Mary
Mary makes your heart so light
" You haven't changed a bit, have you?"
When the day is gray and ordinary
Mary makes the sun shine bright.
They hopped onto the backs of turtles and grazed across the pond to where a restaurant was. Dawn and Spike had left to go to the circus by this time (like they wanted to hear this romantic duet, please!).
Oh, happiness is bloomin' all around her
The daffodils are smilin' at the dove
When Mary holds your hand you feel so grand,
"Oh, honestly!"
Your heart starts beatin' like a big brass band!
Oh, it's a jolly holiday with Mary;
No wonder that it's Mary that we love.
Bert stopped singing, and called for the waiter. Soon, however, penguins soon came out of the restaurant, speeding there way to the table of four. They pulled out the seats for them, and placed menus in front of them.
"Thank you," Mary Poppins smiled down at them, "Now, what'd be nice? Ah yes. " She sang.
We'll start with raspberry ice,
and then some cakes and tea.
The head waiter penguin replied in the same sing-song voice.
Order what you will.
There will be no bill.
It's complimentary.
"You're very kind."
"Anything for you, miss. You are our favourite person!"
"Right you are," Bert agreed with the penguins, and got up. He began to dance with the penguins. They slid on their bellies and sides, doing a goofy walk. It was all very theatrical.
When Mary holds your hand you feel so grand,
Your heart starts beatin' like a big brass band!
Oh, it's a jolly holiday with Mary;
No wonder that it's Mary that we love!
No wonder that it's Mary that we love!
No wonder that it's Mary that we love!
