A/N: Thanks to all my nice reviewers! You really made my day!
When I got bad reviews, I was so depressed; I would just play the piano for hours because I felt uninspired…
But then I started getting better reviews, and those made me so happy, I couldn't stop smiling (and that sort of freaked out my mom)
So I just want to say thanks to: Alphapolitan, Erik'sPhantomess, SuperSlinkyBerliner, Poppiesnroses, Wandering Child24, and Singeriter!
PORTABLE MOUTHWASH (Little Lotte)/ HAIRCOMB OF FASHION REPRISE (Angel of Music Reprise)
Towel: Portable Mouthwash…
(Little Lotte let her mind wander…)
Listerine: Not you again…
(You remember that too…)
Towel: Portable mouthwash said: "I love bubbles of soap."
(Little Lotte thought: "Am I fonder of dolls?")
Listerine: Eww get out of my sink!
(Or of Goblins of shoes)
Towel: "And I love hairspray"
(Or of chocolates)
Listerine: Good God I hate you!
(Father playing the violin)
Towel: I hate me too!
(As we read to each other dark stories of the North)
Listerine: Towel, you're psychotic! And you've bad teeth!
And your obsessed with sparkly me!
You're not as cool as the Haircomb of Fashion….
You're not as cool as the Haircomb of Fashion…
(No, what I love best, Lotte said
Is When I'm asleep in my bed
And the angel of music sings songs in my head
The angel of music sings songs in my head!)
Towel: Oh my God! A gold tooth! MUST…TOUCH!(leaves)
Listerine: Oy vey…
Haircomb: Who is that dude? He has problems!
And his top hat is SO last season!
MY hat is better, it has feathers!
And my cape reeks of coolness!
(Insolent boy, this slave of fashion,
Basking in your glory!
Ignorant Fool! This brave young suitor
Sharing in my triumph!)
Listerine: Haircomb, I smell you!
Is that cologne?
It smells quite expensive!
(Angel, I hear you
Speak, I listen
Stay by my side, guide me!)
Haircomb, please tell me,
What's hot and what's not,
So I can be popular!
(Angel, my soul was weak,
Forgive me,
Enter at last, master!)
Haircomb: I taught you how to be shiny!
I told you to brush your teeth!
Now I'll make you fashionable!
But not as fashionable as me!
(Flattering child, you shall know me,
See why in shadow I hide…
Look at your face in the mirror…
I am there inside!)
Listerine: Haircomb of Fashion!
Where's my shampoo?
I think someone stole it!
(Angel of Music
Guide and guardian
Grant to me your glory!)
Haircomb of Fashion!
Make me sexy!
So I can attract hairclips!
(Angel of Music
Hide no longer
Come to me strange angel!)
Haircomb: I am your Haircomb of Fashion!
Come to me, little mouthwash!
( I am your Angel of music
Come to me Angel of music…)
Towel: Listerine! I think I'm on fire!
(Who is that in there?)
Haircomb: I am your Haircomb of fashion!
Come to me little mouthwash!
(I am your Angel of music,
Come to me, Angel of music!)
(The Haircomb comes out from the sink drain, and unscrews Listerine's cap so she can follow him down to his home in her liquid form.)
What? How else is a bottle of mouthwash going to fit down a drain? Hmm…?
