The Back Yard: Two Weeks Later
We had one more week until the very first show. We had began stage work, and it was crunch time.
'Okay, everyone…' I said, pacing in front of the dancers, 'we have exactly one more week to go until the very first Thomas On Broadway show. I am extremely proud of everyone's progress and how fast you learned both the steps and the words. We have already sold a bunch of tickets, and when I last checked, we're close to a sold-out show. We will be getting more money at the end of the show when we sell DVD's. Dress rehearsal will be the night before the first show. I have all the costumes sewn and ready to go. So, for all this week it is sing, sing, sing, dance, dance, dance. With that said, are my dancers ready?'
'READY!' chorused the dancers.
I smiled. I turned to face Michael and Jane.
'Is my music and camera crew ready?' I asked.
'READY AS EVER!' chorused Michael and Jane.
'Okay!' I said, 'dancers! To the stairs! Let the singing and dancing commence!'
All the dancers walked to their positions. I picked up my walkie-talkie, signalling Jane.
'Okay, Jane…' I said, 'cue music!'
It's Thomas the Tank Engine!
Hip, hip, hip, hip, hooray!
Chugga-chugga-chugg-chugg-chuff-chuff-chuff,
He rides along the way
And when you hear that whistle, it can only be one train
Our favourite little engine
Thomas is his name!
Thomas the Tank Engine rolling along
All of his friends will be coming along
Thomas, we love you!
He's a really useful engine with his heart that's big and strong
He chugga-chugga-chuff-chuffs working hard, helping everyone
Thomas, he has lots of friends and you can be one too
Just clap! Clap! Clap and sing-along
Thomas, we love you!
Thomas the Tank Engine rolling along
All of his friends will be coming along
Thomas, we love you!
There's Gordon, and Henry, Edward, James, and Toby, Annie and Clarabelle…
And don't forget Percy!
Terence, and Bertie, Diesel, Duck, and Daisy
Lots more friends for you
He's always up to mischief, that cheeky little train
He chugga-chugga-chuff-chuffs everywhere, he's always playing games
The Fat Controller scolds him, but loves him just the same
Our favourite little engine
Thomas is his name!
Thomas the Tank Engine rolling along
All of his friends will be coming along
Thomas, we love you!
Thomas, we love you!
Thomas, we love you!
Everyone struck a pose as the song ended. I growled, grabbing my megaphone.
'MICHAEL!' I roared.
'What?!' hollered Michael.
'ARE YOU FUCKING COLOUR BLIND?!' I yelled, 'I SAID BLUE LIGHTS! THESE ARE YELLOW, GENIUS!'
Michael frowned. He looked at the switch board, roaring in anger when he noticed the yellow switch was flipped.
'SORRY, BECCA!' he called.
'IF YOU FUCK UP ONE MORE TIME, I WILL SHOVE ONE OF MY LOUBIES THROUGH YOUR FUCKING EYE SOCKET!' I roared, 'DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME, MICHAEL?!'
'Yes!' said Michael, 'sorry!'
I sighed. I turned to the dancers, smiling brightly.
'Well…' she said, 'all of you did a fabulous job without fucking up. Now…let's get into positions and get ready for the next song.'
Everyone hid behind the stairs to get ready. I had decided to do skits before each song to give it an extra pop. Connor pretended to be asleep on the stage.
I slowly waddled up to Connor. I looked at him curiously, quacking loudly. Connor didn't wake up. He rolled over onto his back, still fast asleep.
I frowned. I quacked louder, seeing if that would work. But it didn't. I became extremely impatient. I opened my mouth, quacking extra loud. Connor jumped.
'WHA' THA FUCK?!' he roared.
I quacked happily. Connor frowned, staring at me.
'Tha fuck…?' he whispered, 'why is there a fuckin' ducklin' in me bed?'
Suddenly, Greenly and Duffy came from either side of the stage. They sounded very alarmed.
'Donald!' cried Duffy, 'are you alright?'
''m fine, Da,' said Connor, 'I tink Douglas left me a gift.'
Duffy and Greenly frowned. They looked over at me, equal looks of shock expressed on their faces.
'Oh, my!' said Greenly, 'it's a duckling!'
I quacked happily. Greenly slowly walked over to me with his arms open.
'Okay, little duckling…' he said gently, 'come here…'
I knew immediately what was going on. I quacked angrily, clinging to Connor. Duffy laughed.
'Well…' he teased, 'I guess we have finally found Donald's Duck!'
Connor chuckled.
'Nah…' he said, 'I tink I'll call 'er me Quackeroo.'
I found a Quacker in my tender, she was very, very tame
But she quacked all night and through the day
She was driving me insane
My driver and my fireman tried everything they know
To shoo the Quacker away from me, but she did not want to go
The Quacker clearly loves me, was impossible to nab
So now we have befriended her, she rides inside my cab
She quacks in stations big and small, she quacks at people too
Now, everyone calls her Donald's Duck
But I call her my Quakeroo
She makes me so happy with her little ways
So happy, it's true
Now, everyone calls her Donald's Duck
But I call her my Quackeroo
Quacking here, quacking there
She's quacking everywhere
Quack! Quack!
Choo, choo, choo
She's my little Quackeroo
She's quacking here and there
She's quacking everywhere
Quack! Quack!
Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!
She's my Quackeroo!
Now everybody love's her, they love to here her quack
But when we have to say goodbye they ask when she'll be back
She's captured everybody's heart, she knows just what to do
Now everyone calls her Donald's Duck
But she's my Quackeroo
She makes me so happy with her little ways
So happy, it's true
Now, everyone calls her Donald's Duck
But I call her my Quackeroo
Quacking here, quacking there
She's quacking everywhere
Quack! Quack!
Choo, choo, choo
She's my little Quackeroo
She's quacking here and there
She's quacking everywhere
Quack! Quack!
Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!
She's my Quackeroo!
She's my Quackeroo!
She's my Qauckeroo!
Everyone applauded. I hugged Connor, kissing him on the cheek.
'Michael, did you get that?' I asked.
Michael looked at his camera. He groaned.
'Shit…' he said, 'I forgot to hit record…'
I growled.
'NOT AGAIN!' I roared.
'Sorry!' said Michael, 'I thought I pressed it!'
'FOR FUCK'S SAKES, MICHAEL!' I hollered, 'IF THIS KEEPS UP, YOU'RE FIRED! AT LEAST JANE KNOWS HOW TO DO HER FUCKING JOB!'
Michael hung his head. I turned to everyone again.
'Alright…' I said, 'let's continue the show. Let's all pray that Michael doesn't fuck up again. Now…LET'S GO!'
Eleven Songs Later
'Okay, Jane!' I called, 'cue music!'
Thrills and spills on the railway, it's a life of happiness
But sometimes impatience can lead to carelessness
Some think they are smart cats
And some just know it all
But sooner or later we all find out that
Accidents happen now and again
Just when you least expect
Just when you think that life is okay
Fate comes to collect!
Accidents happen now and again
When people or trains get smart
If you don't concentrate on the thing that you're doing
Accidents will happen just like that!
Your best laid plans can turn upside-down if you get too confident
Sometimes you will slip and slide if that's Lady Luck's intent
One minute you're riding high!
The next you're on the ground
But please remember
Whatever the weather
You must take care 'cause
Accidents happen now and again, sometimes just by chance
You gotta pick yourself up and dust yourself down
Put it down to experience!
Accidents happen now and again
Just don't take it all to heart
'Cause if you don't concentrate on the thing that you're doing
Accidents will happen, just like that!
The warning signs are there for us to see most of the time
But sometimes we take chances, ignore the danger signs
Fate can surprise you with no reason or rhyme
Make sure you learn your lesson
You'll know better next time!
Accidents happen now and again, just when you least expect
Just when you think that life is OK
Fate comes to collect!
Accidents happen now and again when people or trains get smart
If you don't concentrate on the thing that you're doing
Accidents will happen just like that!
Accidents happen now and again
Sometimes just by chance
You gotta pick yourself up and dust yourself down
Put it down to experience!
Accidents happen now and again, just don't take it all to heart
If you don't concentrate on the thing that you're doing
Whatever you're doing is not what you're thinking
Accidents!
Incidents!
Accidents!
Incidents!
Accidents happen just like that!
Well…unfortunately, an accident did happen. Connor miscued and ended up too close to the end of the stage, so when he did his pretend fall, he reality fell off the stage and onto the ground below.
'OOMPH!'
'Conny-Wonny!' I cried.
Connor grunted as he slowly sat up. His face pinched in pain, his hand on his lower back. Murphy laughed.
'Good one, Rope Boy!' he guffawed.
Connor growled. I jumped off the stage, wrapping my arms tightly around him.
'Oh, my poor, sweet, innocent little baby…' I said, 'are you okay?'
''m fine, love,' said Connor, 'I tink I 'urt me back, though…'
I sighed. I got to my feet, holding my arms out.
'Okay, you…' I said, helping him up, 'inside you go. Rehearsals are adjourned for today.'
'Baby, 'm fine…' protested Connor as I dragged him towards the mansion, 'I can still dance…'
'Nope,' I insisted as I opened the back door, 'you need to rest. You're one of the stars.'
Connor sighed as I dragged him into the living room. I turned him around, gently pushing him into his favourite chair.
'Alright, you…' I said sternly, 'I am going to get changed. Don't move a muscle.'
Connor nodded. I ran up the stairs to get changed, not caring that I had left everyone outside.
Connor leaned back into the chair. Everyone piled into the living room, the same look of worry lining their faces. Emily walked up to Connor, gently wrapping her arms around his neck.
'You okay, Connor?' she asked.
Connor nodded.
''m fine, Em,' he said, gently patting her back, 'I jus' 'ave a stiff back.'
'I'm surprised you didn't break something,' said Angelica, 'you took a really nasty fall.'
Connor chuckled.
'I guess ye could say 'm Superman,' he teased.
Angelica laughed.
Just then, I descended the stairs. I was dressed in my Irish flag lingerie gown and white boot slippers. I walked into the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of beer before re-entering the living room.
'Connor…'
Connor looked up from his chair. He purred.
'Hello…' he mused.
I giggled. I straddled his lap, a devious smirk spreading across my lips as I handed him his beer.
'My poor widdle baby…' I cooed, stroking his cheek, 'that was a nasty fall that you took.'
'Yeah, t'was,' said Connor, rubbing his neck, ''m a bit stiff…'
'Aww…' I said softly, 'I'll give you a massage when we go to bed.'
Connor nodded. Michael snorted.
'I think he's mesmerized by your, uh…bust, Becca…' he chuckled.
I laughed.
'He's allowed to be,' I said, 'they are his, after all.'
'Damn fuckin' straight,' said Connor, 'anyone lays a fuckin' finger on 'em, they'll answer ta me.'
I giggled.
'Drink your beer,' I said, 'when you're done, we'll go upstairs and I'll massage your back.'
Connor grinned. He cracked open the lid with his teeth, spitting it into the garbage. He took a long swig, his eyes fixed on my cleavage. Emily giggled.
'Someone's entertained,' she teased.
'A little too entertained…' said Murphy, rolling his eyes.
'Oh, come on…' I said, 'let him have his moment. He's worked his ass off really hard today.'
Murphy sighed. I turned my attention back to Connor, my eyes dancing as I looked at him.
'My sweet little angel,' I cooed, nuzzling his nose with mine, 'you did very well today.'
Connor smiled.
'Well, tank…'
Connor's sentence was cut short. He groaned as a sharp pain ripped through his back and neck.
'Fuck…' he growled.
'Aww…' I cooed, 'bring your beer upstairs. I'm gonna massage your back.'
Rebecca & Connor's Room: Midnight
'Mmm…baby…mmm…'
I laughed softly. I was straddling Connor's back, gently running my hands along it. He moaned and groaned softly as I ran my nails along his spine, my eyes twinkling in the firelight.
'You like that, love?' I mused.
'Yes…' moaned Connor, 'yer hands are like magic…'
I laughed. I leaned down, gently placing a kiss on his lower back before focusing my attention on the massage again.
Connor continued to moan as I ran my hands along his back, but my arms were growing tired, so I decided to seduce him. I moved up slowly, gently planting kisses along the side of his neck.
Connor moaned low in his throat as my lips and hair brushed against his naked skin. He reached back, placing his hands on my ass, squeezing tight.
I moved down from his neck to his shoulder. I smirked, biting down fiercely on his flesh, causing him to gasp.
I bit my lip as Connor's grip tightened. I kissed a line from his shoulder to the back of his neck, kissing and licking at the base of his hair.
Connor was slowly beginning to become impatient. He turned his head, pulling my lips to his, growling seductively. I laughed.
'I want you on your back,' I commanded, 'I want to ride you like the steed that you are.'
Connor purred.
'Get off me an' I will,' he challenged.
I smirked. I moved to the side, watching intently as Connor slowly and carefully rolled over onto his back. He gently turned his neck, his eyes dancing in the candle light.
'Come 'ere,' he purred softly, 'I want ta feel yer skin on mine. Come ta me, lass.'
I giggled. I crawled on top of him, straddling his lap. I moved my face closer to his, my nose and lips just inches from his.
'Did you enjoy your massage, my darling?' I purred.
'Mmm…very much so…' Connor purred back, 'like I said before, yer 'ands are like magic.'
I laughed.
'Well…' I teased, 'looks like I'll have to massage your back more often…'
Connor purred.
'I like tha sounds o' tha',' he mused.
I grinned. Time for talking was over. I moved my head back down, pressing our lips together.
Connor moaned as my lips caressed his. He placed one hand on the back of my neck, placing the other on my ass. He pulled me in closer to him, deepening the kiss.
I plunged my tongue deep into Connor's open mouth. I rocked my hips against his erection, running my nails along his balls.
Connor gasped and shuddered at my touch. He pulled back from the kiss, gasping and moaning as I continued to rock against him.
Connor couldn't wait any longer. He lifted me up, sliding inside me in one fluid motion.
I gasped as Connor filled me completely. I sat up, slowly pumping my hips forwards. I threw my head back, letting out a small moan.
Connor purred softly as he looked up at me. He roamed his hands along my body, his eyes dancing as he watched me.
I gently ran my fingers through my hair as I circled my hips. I moved them down, placing them firmly on Connor's chest. I rode him a bit faster, my eyes locked on his.
Connor whimpered slightly as I drew him in deeper. He grasped my hips, slightly arching his back as a slight wave of pleasure coursed through him.
I lowered my body slightly, keeping my hands on his chest. I flipped my hair out of my face, a soft, sensual moan escaping from my lips.
Connor became impatient now. He dug his nails into my hips, lifting his to match my thrusts. He growled softly, his breathing slowly becoming laboured.
I could feel the pleasure in my body increasing with Connor's. My ass slapped against his skin as I rode him faster, my moans increasing with each pump of my hips. I threw my head back, whining as every nerve in my body tensed.
Connor could sense that I was teetering on the edge of orgasm. His nails dug deep into my skin, growling and groaning as he guided my hips.
I gasped as I felt my toes curl. My entire body shook as I released, a loud cry escaping from my lips.
Connor grunted as he released with me. We panted as our bodies settled down, not taking our eyes off each other. I lifted myself up, lying down to rest my head on Connor's chest. I sighed deeply, listening to his heartbeat.
'Mmm…' I moaned, 'that was a first…'
'Ye were amazing,' purred Connor, 'fuck…'
I giggled.
'You'll be expecting more of that until your back is better,' I teased.
'Ooh…' purred Connor, 'I like.'
I laughed.
'You are so cute!' I teased, pinching his cheek.
Connor blushed.
'Aww…' he mused.
'See?' I teased, 'you are adorable when you blush.'
Connor stuck his tongue out at me. I laughed.
'Alright…' I said, getting up, 'I need to blow out these candles then it's bed time.'
Connor chuckled.
'That's no' tha only ting tha' gets blown 'round here,' he teased, slapping my ass.
I rolled my eyes. I blew out the candles, saving the one my the bed for last. After that was done, I crawled on top of Connor, gently pressing my lips to his. He purred.
'I love ye,' he moaned against my lips.
I smiled.
'I love you, too, Connor,' I whispered, 'I love you, too.'