It was December 31rst, 1957
Goldie O'Gilt, or at that time, Glittering Goldie, was currently sitting on a piano, a sparkling golden dress, slightly swaying to the music. She had just finished her last show, and was getting ready to shut down. But she'd always loved this song. She closed her eyes, and started to sing, not realizing someone had walked in.
'Why are you single; Why live alone?
Have you no babies, have you no home?"
"I had a sweetheart, years, years ago:
Where he is now, you soon will know.
List to the story, I'll tell it all.
I believed him faithless, after the Ball.'
She sang. Meanwhile, Scrooge, having been the one to enter the Blackjack Ballroom, was standing there, listening. He smiled. 'Heart's not so icy now, eh O'Gilt?' he thought to himself. Scrooge watched her as she continued singing.
'After the ball is over
After the break of dawn
After the dancer's leaving
After the stars are gone
Many a heart is aching
If you could read them all
Many the hopes that have vanished
After the ball.'
Goldie stopped singing, as the rest of the music played. She opened her eyes, and let out a surprised yelp at seeing Scrooge in front of the stage, with his eyes closed, having been listening to her voice. His eye's shot open as she fell off the piano. Scrooge wasted no time in jumping onto the stage and helping her up. After getting up, she quickly shoved his hand away, and proceeded to brush the dust off of her dress. Scrooge watched, hand still halfway in the air. He sighed before bringing it back down to his side. Goldie scoffed.
"And just what do you think you were doing?" she asked. Scrooge looked down at her. "Ah heard ye singing, and thought ah'd stop by." he said, partially lying. Scrooge, the King of the Klondike, the only man alive that could hardly resist Glittering Goldie the Star of the North's charms, the only man who had a heart icier than Goldie's, would never admit that he came by to just see her before heading back to his claim.
Goldie raised an eyebrow. "Mhm, sure, sourdough. Now you better leave so I can shut down." She said, though as she raised her eyes to meet his, she found she couldn't look away nor move. And she hated it. Scrooge, finally realized how close they actually were, and heard the music still playing. "Well, it's New Year's Eve, Goldie." he said, quieter than he wanted. Goldie, finally regaining her senses, rolled her eyes. "I can see that, Scrooge." she said, sarcasm evident in her voice. Scrooge stepped closer. Goldie froze, the only noise being the soft music that was playing in the background and her shallow breaths. She could feel his breath on her face.
Goldie internally scolded herself for the heat moving up to her face, making her cheeks pink. Scrooge watched her intently. "Care fer a dance?" he asked softly, holding out his hand. Goldie, hesitant at first, took his hand slowly as he lead her further onto the stage. Goldie took his other hand as he began to softly sway them to the music.
They twirled around the stage in bliss, staring into each others eyes as the music played. Soon, it stopped playing. The dance came to a slow before stopping completely.
Scrooge and Goldie were still holding hands, and were now very close. "Scrooge.." she breathed his name quietly. "Goldie.." he replied. Goldie froze as she felt his (lips? bill? XD?) lips meet hers. Slowly, she kissed back.
Happy New Years ;)