"No! You can't come!" Roxanne shouted for the fourth time from outside the door while pushing it so he does'nt bust it open.
"Oh come on! Please! I promise I'll behave at the theo ter!" He called in a muffeled voice.
"No! You'll be taken away and then they'll take me as well and then what?" She said. "Anyways, I left some snacks in the kitchenette and some movies that you might like." She said locking the door before walking down the hallway.
Mal was crushed. He so badly wanted to find out what the world is like on the outside. He wanted to feel it. Live it. Breathe it. And remember it forever.
He walked over to the t.v and browsed through the DVDs on the table. Alien VS Predator, The last man on Earth, Men in Black the complete confection, Monsters VS Aliens, ET and Megamind. He thought read as he looked at them but the last one caught his attension.
He soon figured how to work the t.v and was now watching the movie. "The alien seems to be lying to that girl and now they are dai ting." He thought as he watched the scene of the blue alien in disguise and the lovely lady in the restuarant spoke. "What the!" He said when they leaned forward and kissed and the woman turned the dial on his watch turning the disguise off. He paused it right at the kiss where they both seemed so happy. He slid off the couch onto the carpet in wonder, interst and love. Oh how I would love to do that to Roxanne! He thought before standing up and walking towards the shopping bags of the past day. He pulled out the fancy tux knowing exactly what to do.
Roxanne just arrived at the fancy theater. It was beautiful. It was an old fashioned architechture styled building with another storey with boxes of seats for more important people that wanted a great veiw. Everybody was dressed in the old outfits from wigs were taller than ever and frilly skirts and shirts to long lacie dresses that touched the floor and masks. Everyone was happy and dancing in the lobby that was turned into a ballroom for the celebration of the release of the play in the story's original theater.
Roxanne was wearing a red velvet dress and a silver mask. She had no dance partner but it was beautiful to watch the crowd of dresses and capes twirl, she felt like she was in a fairy tale!
Then a loud voice over a hidden intercom spoke up and announced in French and in English that in ten minutes they will be starting a waltz. That was her favourite type of dance and she would really love to dance along but then again she was unnoticed by anybody.
"I think this goes...here!" Malcom exclaimed in triumph as he discovered how to fasten the bow tie he bought earleir that day. He struggled to tie it but got it eventually to a perfect bow. Yes, he was going to the theater to meet up with Roxanne and see his first stage musical! It was'nt as easy as he thought.
First he struggled putting the neccessary clothing on neatly, second he struggled to tie the laces on the shoes and then polish them and then he still has to arrange certain things like transport, something to cover his head and perfect application of peach coloured make-up to his face and hands or he would need to find gloves.
"Ok, I can do this! This is just one of those times like when you feel you're doing the wrong thing but it's for good! I'm sure Roxanne will have one of those puffy thingys for the head." He said before opening her red suite case. He saw lots of stuff no guy should ever see and lots of stuff guys really want to see but he did'nt know what they are so what was the point? "Hmm...maybe it goes on like this?" He said holding one of her strapless bras above his head. "No?" He said unconvinced
Then he tried the other suite case in the corner and found several wigs but none of them fit they were all too small and ripped if he pulled on the elastics.
"Wait a moment." He said picking up a brosure of the play. He saw a man with a mask over his face and a large top hat on the guys head. "Perfect!"
He took anything black he could find and sewed them together until he made a top hat that looked perfect.
"Now for the mask and gloves." He said before charging into the bathroom.
"Thank you all for attending it is my pleasure to adress the very last waltz that will be done for the night." Excaimed the owner of the theater and the author of the Phantom of the Opera.
At that moment a handsome man in a tux wearing a with mask came into the crowd but who noticed since many of the men wore masks.
"Let the dance begin!" Was exclaimed before music poured out of the speakers and the orchestra. People paired up leaving Roxanne temporarly blind and mixed up but then she felt her hand being taken and dragged to the dance floor.
"What! Wait no, who are you?" She questioned in shock, who would'nt be scared if they were grabbed to dance by some random person.
"Well, thats for me to know and for you to find out." The smooth male voice said seductivly while moving her around the room. She atleast knew the dance but she was wondering who she was dancing with. She felt him move her around the room. His arm draped around her waist and her arm around his shoulder, he was warm to her and a good dancer.
He was straining to hide his smile, she fell for it the whole James Bond like chat. (thank you searching upright rectangular device with a mixed up bunch of alphabet keys) He constantly said the steps of the dance in his head "1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3." while he danced, careful not to tred on her toes while maintaining eye contact.
"Her eyes, thos beautiful blue saphire crystal like eyes, staring at me...but no...she's staring at...somebody else...not Malcom...a diferent me, thinks I'm human...SHE SMILED, that gorgeous lips have twisted into a sweet and unique smile...I have got to stop watching romance YouTube!"
For what seemed like hours they danced but it was only ten minutes and at the end of the dance she locked eyes with this stranger setting off her blush. He had the most vibrant green eyes, mystical, mysterious, enchanting, unlike any other she had ever seen before.
"Um...would you like to sit with me, to watch the show?" He asked sweetly in his smooth voice.
"Sure." She smiled and followed him to their seats they found seats right in the middle on top and could se the entire stage. They watched calmly together for forty-five minutes before Malcom decided it was time to make a move...
"Okey, should I take her hand? Or maybe my arm around her shoulders? Or a peck on the cheek? uh... She does'nt even know "this" name so no kisses, this is'nt a movie and it is formal so I'll just take her hand."
He slid his hand down the side of the seat's armrest he moved it next to hers. His hand was gloved in sliver gloves (which he mad from a silver pillow case) while hers had some velvet red ones, the colours would look good together so he just went for the kill. Putting his hand over hers, intwining his fingers with hers and there was that feeling...that warm mushy feeling that perked up in his stomach whenever they touched like a fire as he held her hand.
After the show...
"Thanks for the night, I realy enjoyed it." Said a smiling Roxanne.
"Well I enjoyed it myself...a lot actually." He smiled back at her.
"So...are you going to tell me that name?" She asked with a pretend sound of annoyance.
"Umm...you know what I better get going see I have...things todo." "Oh no...ohnoohnoohno I have to get there before she does!" He said hesitantly.
"Sure, well I enjoyed it so I guess see you around...you sound familiar have I met you anywhere?" Se asked.
"Um...no, no I am here on...vaccation from...Metro City." He said hoping it was a real place.
"Oh...in Russia? Wow, you speak english very well for a Russian so tell me do you play chess? I hear it's a top game there in Moscow."
"Uhh...Gotta go bye!" He said running off like crazey. "Time to delay her!"
He spotted that she was heading for a bus station. "Oh no you don't!" He whisper shouted.
He ran to the driver "Exuse me sir, that woman...there!" He pointed to an old lady in the back, "Has a weapon on her!" He said in the driver's ear.
Imeadiately the driver stood up and started shouting at the lady while Malcom slipped away seeing Roxanne groan against the window knowing she'll be late.
1 hour later...
"Okey...hat, gloves, shoes suit all tucked away...uh mask what else?" Malcom was it the bathroom in his newly bought boxers infront of his bag packing all the things away. "Make-up! Need to wash it off!" He said headind for the sink. The make up was on his lower forhead, and from his cheek bones down making him look like he had a rare skin disease.
"I'm baaaack!" Shouted a tierd Roxanne who passed through the door.
"Ohno." He said to himself drying his face in lighting speed before rushing and jumping onto the bed and pulling up the covers. (He saw this in a movie)
"Malcom?" She asked walking into the bedroom and seeing him lying on the bed all covered up.
"Aww, probably tierd from all the movies, he looks so peaceful and quiet I just want to hug him but...it won't work I gave this passion up years ago. Guess I'll sleep on the couch tonight." She tought before heading to the bathroom.
Things worked out pretty fine for Malcom thinking he got her to like him while she was thinking it won't work if she liked him. What will happen?