AN: I attempted to insert a proper musical chart, sadly this did not translate from word to odt correctly. My apologies to the readers. Moving forward, the song will be relayed in words only.
The record stopped with perfect timing as the Client entered the library again, and Violet listened closely as she returned to her place at the end of the table. Her eyes tried to pick up more details, but once again the Client maintained her anonymity as she moved through the darkness.
"Did you like that one, Violet?" The Client asked from her place.
Violet rose from the chair beside the player, returned to her own place at the table, and answered back with a nod, "Yes. The children are very talented singers, in my estimation. They were able to match the tones of the instruments being played, and showed a great range of vocalisations."
The Client sighed deeply, out of both frustration and annoyance, "Haven't you learned anything yet, Violet? That's what the music is. But what I wanted to know is how it made you feel. You have feelings, I know you do. I've seen you smile, and in this book," she said, holding up Felix's book, "I know you can cry. What did this record make you feel?!"
"You seem to be greatly concerned with my feelings, Ma'am" Violet replied, "It's not my place to reveal my emotions to you. My role as an Auto Memories Doll is to capture your feelings in writing, in the method that you choose"
Violet began to pack her typewriter as she spoke, "If you require someone to convey feelings to you, you may need to hire another doll-"
"Wait!" She said, yelling from her place on the table, "You don't have to leave. I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to make you upset, it's just—"
The Client sighed deeply, "If this is going to work, I need you to tell me how you feel, about everything. I, I don't know words the same way as you. I know music, and feelings. You need to do the writing, they physical writing. But for a proper song to work, you need to have feelings behind it. Does that make more sense?"
Violet stopped, and calmly sat back down, replacing her notes into the reel as she did so, "Very well. I will try my best, but it may be, difficult… I will have to rely on you to express my emotions properly, as you rely on me to write…our song"
"I can do that, sure," The Client said in a calm voice, putting her copy of the book down, "What's on our sheet right now?"
Eb 1
2
Do
Rei
Mi
Fa
So
La
Ti
To
La
So
Fa
Mi
Rei
Do
Violet said, reading off the notes.
"All in one line huh?" The Client asked, "Well, at least it's organized. Now we need to put our notes. This is pretty simple, watch what I do."
The Client Traced one finger in the air, a straight line down and to Violet's left. Once ended, she drew up again, a semi circular half way down the original line, and crossing back over at the top. The Client performed the motion twice more, and then asked, "Did you get that?"
"Yes," Violet said, as she used a pencil to draw the motion, "This is a symbol of some kind?"
"It's called a clef. This gives us the pitch we need. Do you think you can put this symbol on our sheet? It should go before the E flat minor key and our time signature" The Client instructed.
"It will be difficult to do on a typewriter. I do not have the option for symbols. However, I will draw this symbol in by hand" Violet replied, as she reached the pencil into the reel.
: Eb 1
2
"What is a clef?" Violet asked.
"Well, that one is a treble clef," The Client answered, "it takes a long time to explain, but the way it works is to set the tone for our tones, tied into our time signature and key. Now, do you remember when you were singing? Time to put those notes on our sheet. You need to put in five lines, starting back from the treble clef"
"The notes must go in a certain order, don't they?" Violet asked.
"Very good Violet!" The client said happily, "See? You're learning all the time! Those words you sang, they line up with keys on a piano So, from the bottom, it goes like this. C, b, a, g, f, e, d, c. Drawing those is simple"
The Client again held her finger up, starting with a small circle, coming to Violet's right, and tracing a line straight up, "Now, the order to put those on is exactly like I said. C is at the bottom; B is at the top. And follow through in that order"
: Eb 1 Q
2 Q
Q
Q
Q
But Violet stopped, and replied, "There are only five lines for seven notes. There is not enough room for all of them"
"You don't have to stay in the lines. If you go underneath or over, this is called a major note. It means the play, which in this case is me, will have to strike the key harder. Add the ones you're missing under the lines," The Client instructed.
: Eb 1 Q
2 Q
Q
Q
Q
Q
Q
"I think I have it now," Violet said as she finished the table.
"Well, bring it over, place it on the piano, and I'll see if you've got it" The Client instructed, taking care to point away from herself.
Violet walked over and placed the sheet on the edge of the piano. After she respectfully stood back, the Client placed the sheet on the rack, stretched her fingers, and played to the exact notation of the sheet in front of her.
Violet was impressed on the inside. She had managed to do something she never thought she could before.
She wrote music.
"Good," Said the Client, satisfied, "Now we've got a place to start. Are you hungry? I know I am. We should have supper now"
Violet's stomach rumbled at the mention of food, something she did not expect, "Yes, I suppose I could eat"
The Client pointed at the door, "Well, go and get yourself washed up! We'll see if the girls caught any fish for us. And Violet?"
Violet turned before she left the library, "Yes?"
"Well done" The Client said, happily.