Disclaimer: One day there was a girl named Kairi. Then came this giant egg and woahness...THE EGG DIDN'T OWN KINGDOM HEARTS! But there was also this duck...don't get me started about the duck.
Authors Note: Well...I can't study for exams tonight...so I'll update this story. Thank for Ravey13 for the idea (I changed it around a bit ..I usually do that with ideas...). And thank you Stars Theatre Company (We're performing Beauty and The Beast in the summer) for inspiration.
Yes, I believe in Santa
Chapter 12: Be Our Guest
My life sucks.
My life sucks.
Try writing that on a piece of note book paper a thousand times.
Let me tell you, it hurts. Not just my hand, my heart too. How can I explain that I love Riku? He will just think I'm fickle or something. I hate this 'I-like-a-guy' thing.
Oh yeah. Did you know after you cry for two hours straight that your eyes burn like hell? Well now you know. I'm not spending my day off laughing with friends. I'm spending it crying in my room.
God why couldn't I be a lesbian?
"BAKA-CHAN!" Sora knocked on my door. Oh like I'd want to talk to him right now. He's one reason why I'm crying. "Open up!"
Don't answer Kai-san. See, I've learned over the years that if you yell 'NO! GO AWAY!' then they'll just know your there. Then they get more determined for you to answer. Just pretend your not there. It works a hell lot good.
"Come on Kairi," Sora used my real name. "I know your in there. I heard you crying earlier."
Damn. He had me there.
"If you don't open up I'll teleport in there!" Sora yelled at me. See, he doesn't have common sense. When a girl doesn't answer it doesn't mean 'Let's go barge in her room'. It means she is most likely going through PMS or some other problem and wants to be left alone.
"I'm coming in!" Sora shouted. "One...two..." and by three he had appeared by my bed side. "Now why didn't you come back to the party with Riku?"
He dared mention Riku in front of me. Oh god there are thoughs tears again.
"Kairi?" Sora asked with a sympathetic tone. Yeah. I didn't think it existed either. "What happened?"
That only made me cry harder. He put a hand on my shoulder. "...You didn't even come down to dinner. You eat like a pig so I knew something was up."
"JACK ASS-KUN!" I turned around and slapped him.
He only erupted in laughter. "I knew that would get an answer. " The brunette smiled at me with his cunning stare. "You always insult me when I tease you." Sora's grin spread even larger. "And I like your nick name for me."
"Kuso," I mumbled. "I'm sorry. It just sort of-" (T/N: "Damn")
"Slipped," Sora laughed. "I know. But it does suit me. I am a pretty big jack ass."
You can't help but smile at that. Jack Ass-kun called himself his name. That makes me happy.
"See your smiling!" Sora exclaimed as he grabbed my hands and forced me to stand up off my bed. "That's the Kai-san I know."
Who gave him permission to call me Kai-san!
"Where are your towels?" Sora asked me as he started browsing my room.
"Over there," I pointed towards my dresser. "Why?"
"Your face," Sora continued to stare at my face. Yes. It was rather awkward. "Is covered with this black crap. Did you put on make up today?"
I began to shift uncomfortably on my bed. "Yes," I said sheepishly. "It was Namine's idea. She said my eyes would stand out if I put some mascara on."
"They did stand out," Sora told me as he went through my drawers (the nerve!) to find my towels. "You looked like a whore." He turned towards me and raised his eyebrow. "Since when are you friend's with Namine?"
"Today," I ringed in. "We had a discussion about this book I was reading while I was in the hot springs."
"Well isn't that nice?" Sora smiled at me and started to wet the towel with a water bottle by my bed. "Anyways," He grabbed my chin and looked into my eyes as he slowly started washing up the make up on my face. "I like you better when your natural."
Don't blush. Do not blush. He didn't mean it that way!
"Come Kairi!" He said in his over dramatic voice as he put his hand on my shoulder. "You must eat!"
"I'm not really hungry," I honestly told him.
"You will be," Sora winked at me as we began to teleport. The next thing I knew we were in the dining hall with at least three dozen eight year old elves.
"Sora," I said nervously as I looked at what was before my eyes. "What are you planning?"
"Nothing," Sora smirked. God he is a horrible liar. He pulled up a chair and motioned towards it."Just sit down."
Something odd was happening. But I just nodded and sat in the chair. And as if on cue, all the lights in the dining hall brightened up and made everything shine. And before I knew it, Sora had jumped on top of the table.
"Ma chere mademoiselle!" Sora's voice echoed in French. Wait. French? Sora knew French? Well, it's understandable. He doesn't do anything all year long. Out of boredom he has to learn something. "It is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight!" (A/N: "My Dear Miss.")
...Where does this sound familiar?
"And now we invite you to relax," Sora snapped his fingers. The moment he did two little boy elves came over and started massaging my shoulder. "Let us pull up a chair as the dining room proudly present," Sora snapped once more and every one of the elves has a plate full of every food imagined. "Your dinner."
That speech sounds familiar. God where is it from? I can almost put my finger on it!
"Be...our," Sora smiled at me. "Guest!"
Oh Jesus.
"Be our guest," Sora motioned towards me. "Put our service to the test."
This isn't happening.
"Tie your napkin around your neck cherie and we provide the rest," Sora sang in a French accent as even more little elves came over and began doing just as he said.
I may burst out laughing. I truly may wet my pants.
"Soup du jour, hot hors d'oeuvres," Sora motioned for the little elves to put the food on the table in front of me. And now suddenly I was very hungry. "Why we only live to serve!" (A/N: "Soup of the day, and literally translated Hot out of works." Meaning like "straight out of the oven".)
"Try the gray stuff," a little girl pointed to a dish she obviously made.
"It's delicious!" exclaimed a little boy to reassure me.
"Don't believe me, ask the dishes!" Sora began to dance a little. I really, really, really, really, reaaaally wish I had a camera right now. I could use this as ultimate black mail. "They can sing! They can dance!" He jumped off the table and placed his hand on my shoulder. "After all miss this is France!"
I wonder if one of these little kids have a camera. They seem to have everything else in the universe on the plates they keep piling on the table.
"And a dinner here is never second best!" Sora sang out some more. "Come on and unfold your menu, take a glance and then you'll be our guest! Oui, our guest. Be our guest." (A/N: "Oui" is pronounced "wee" and it means yes in French.)
"Beef ragout," a little girl I knew by the name of Yuna put that exact dish in front of me.
"Cheese souffle," another one put down.
"Pie and pudding," two twins smiled up at me.
"En flambe!" A slightly older boy set a flame to their creations. It was a wonderful sight to see. (A/N: Let's see ..I think that means "In flames." I shall check. Yep. I was right.)
"We'll prepare and serve with flair," Sora winked at me once more as he continued his little jig. "A culinary cabaret!"
"Your alone and you are scared," Santa's son continued to sing aloud as he gave me a slight hug from behind. "But the banquets all prepared!"
"No one's gloomy or complaining," I found myself singing along. You can't help it. Your stuck in a real live musical. It's either sit there and feel awkward or join in and have a blast. I found myself doing the second of the two.
"While the flatware's entertaining," everyone was singing by this point.
"We tell jokes," all the little kids sing. Jesus this is too adorable for words.
"I do trick with my fellow candlesticks," Sora started juggling candles.
"And it's all in perfect taste that you can bet!" The little kids sang again. I wonder how much he paid them...
"Come on and lift your glass!" Sora motioned for me and the rest of the room to do together. "You've won your own free pass to be our guest."
"If your stressed it's fine dining we suggest!" I proclaimed and laughed out loud. This was just too fun!
"Be our guest, be our guest," The room found themselves in an uproar of music and laughter. "Be our guest!"
"Stop!" I laughed and attempted to yell. "No more. I think I may faint. This is way too funny."
"At least you cheered up," Sora smiled at me. "Come Kai-san! We must go off to eat!"
I started choking. Did he say eat? As in this food? He did realize the food covered all of the table, right? The practically twelve foot table?
This is going to be a long night.
Authors Note: No more character list. If you don't know the characters by now your screwed and you suck at life. And please, for the love of god, no more 'Blah Blah' spelling reviews. I've only received two this story but they are really annoying. Also, for Be Our Guest...I was going to include the entire song ..but it's way too long. The Broadway version is even longer. So I just included the first two verses things or whatever.