Uzura watched the page, her little eyes wide, and began to cry. Drosselmeyer watched her in surprise before demanding, "Well what is it? That was how the story was supposed to go."

"You're mean to Duck, zura!" she accused him, pounding on her drum in her dismay. "You made Duck go away, you made Fakir and Mytho and Rue die, zura!"

Drosselmeyer watched Uzura for a moment before letting out a long suffering sigh. "Uzura, this didn't really happen you know, remember? Princess Rue loved Prince Mytho and they went off into the story, Duck loved Fakir and he never left her side. Unfortunately, nobody actually died," he paused for a moment, thinking the story through, "though one good thing did happen."

Ceasing her pounding, Uzura looked up at Drosselmeyer with watery eyes. "What is that, zura?" she asked, awed.

A grin breaking out on his face, and an almost maniac note to his voice, he replied, "Duck is still just a bird, which means she won't be able to be with her beloved knight that should have died anyway. Despite her best efforts, Miss Duck still got the most bittersweet of endings! While Rue and Mytho are off being in love, all she is now once more is a bird who loves a human boy!" He began to laugh at the irony of it all, but Uzura glared at him and smacked him with her drumsticks.

"No, no, no, zura!" Uzura cried, tears dripping from her eyes once more. "You hurt Duck and Fakir and no lovey dovey now, zura!" She flopped down and pressed her face against her drum, making Drosselmeyer grimace.

He grumbled, "You are worse than Edel was, Uzura. What is going to happen now, with you so emotional?"

"I want Duck and Fakir with lovey dovey, zura!" she demanded, waving her drumstick threateningly. Drosselmeyer eyed her for a moment before turning back to his transcript, rereading over his perfect tragedy ending. If only it had truly happened, he thought sadly, filing it away with the rest of his rather more successful transcripts. Quite a tragedy, that it wasn't a tragedy. He chuckled to himself as he stood up to turn away from his desk, and nearly tripped over a still upset Uzura.

"I want to see Duck and Fakir, zura!" she said sadly.

Drosselmeyer raised an eyebrow. "Uzura, you are really no help to me at all."