Rahne
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "My favourite colour is chocolate"
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ACT 11 - A mission
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In Worthington manor, Storm walks over to Warren, handing him a little box
"Here you go, sir", she says
"For me?", Warren grins, "You shouldn't have!"
"...For the last time, it's not for you, Warren", sighs Pietro.
"..Sorry", says Warren sheepishly.
"Everything all right?", asks Storm
"Well...you know", says Warren, shuffling his wings nervously.
"You're gonna do fine, sir", says Storm, "Just tell her how you feel, and speak from your heart"
"He's gunnae propose to me!", squeals Rahne from backstage
"Wah?", blinks Warren.
"No, no he is not", says Pietro pointedly.
"I'll try", says Warren.
Rahne runs happily into the room
"Roberto said we could have a picnic right here!", she grins
"I'm sick of being the only reoccurring maid!", snaps Roberto.
"That sounds delightful. Errm" Warren clears his throat, "...Rahne, before we eat, there's something I want to ask you"
"I DO!", screams Rahne
"For the love of", Pietro groans, "...Warren is not marrying anyone!"
"Well, actually, at the end of the..", starts Warren
"Not yet!", snaps Pietro
"But first, did you know that I was an orphan?", asks Warren.
"No, you weren't", says Storm, "you have a nice rich family"
"For the purposes of the parody", says Pietro, "Warren is an orphan"
"No, sir", says Rahne.
"I lost my parents when I was very young", says Warren, "and, well, from that day on, I vowed to work very hard and become very rich"
"And that's just what he did", says Storm.
"Yes", say Storm and Warren in a creepy unison.
"But, Rahne", says Warren, "I..I..I never realised.."
Warren gives Storm a 'help me' look
"U..Until he met you...", says Storm
"Exactly. I mean", Warren pauses, "...what's life about...if you don't have anyone to share it with"
"Are ye sure he's not proposing to me?", asks Rahne.
"He isn't!", snaps Pietro.
"D..Do you follow me?", asks Warren.
"Sure", Rahne nods, then blinks, "..No, not really"
"Oh", Warren blinks, "..maybe this will explain it better"
He gets out the little box
"I DO!", screams Rahne
"I'm not proposing", says Warren, "not, not, not!"
Rahne opens the box to see a little locket inside, and deflates a little
"Poo", she says, "Oh, gee, thank you, sir"
"I noticed that old broken one you always wear", he says, "and I thought, off with the old, on with the new".
"NO! I don't want a new one!", snaps Rahne, "My mom and dad left me with this one and a note saying they'd come back for me someday. Mr Worthington, you've been real nice to me, but all I want is my parents"
"I understand. I do, child", sighs Warren, "If it's your parents you want, then I'll find them for you. But I'll need your locket and that note, so the F.B.I can trace them to your mother and dad"
Rahne looks uncomfortable at the thought of giving away her precious items
"Rahne, if Mr Worthington says he can find your parents, he will, even if he has to pull every string, right up to the President of the Untied States", says Storm, "…who is currently drinking brandy again"
"Viva Las Vegas!", sings Xavier, wheeling past them all and crashing into a pile of boxes, "I CAN'T FEEL MY LEGS!...Oh….wait"
Rahne sighs, taking off her locket, then getting her note out of her pocket, handing them to Warren
"Thank ye, sir", she says.
"Rahne, we're going to find your parents", says Storm, "We are"
Rahne gives a small smile
"I think I'd like to write to the kids about this, okay?"
Storm and Warren nod, and Rahne runs off. Warren glances sadly at the locket and note in his hands. Storm goes to put a hand on his shoulder, but checks herself. Up in her room, Rahne is writing a letter, Lance sleeping next to her
"Zzzzzzz", snores Lance as Rahne begins to sing.
Maybe now it's time
And maybe when I wake
They'll be there calling me baby
Maybe
The scene cuts to where Warren is sitting in his big chair that only rich people seem to have in front of the fire, looking at the locket
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Onwards!