10th July 2013 Wednesday
Day 191
Not much to report; I love lazy days. This one has a couple of songs, and I don't like imagery with the words, so, sorry about that.
Disclaimer: Don't own anything, but I would love to.
"Right then, you all know why we're here!" Tung orders from his small spot on the staircase, a baton in hand. "We have exactly twelve hours, thirty six minutes and fifteen seconds to create the most magical, spontaneous, romantic atmosphere known to man…or beast," he chuckles at his joke, but is met with the sound of chirping crickets.
"Right, need I remind you, that if the last petal falls off this rose," he says, tapping the jar which edges closer and closer to the end of the table. All the objects watch on in horror. "The spell will never be broken-" the table moves away, causing Tung to tumble onto the footstool.
"Very well, you all know your jobs," he straightens up and continues, crossing his arms over and pointing in opposite directions. "Half of you in the West Wing, half of you in the East Wing, the rest of you, come with me."
The is a bustle as everyone he was addressing moves away to begin work, even the footstool as it escapes Tung's feet. He lands to the floor, a cog falling out of him as he does so.
"Oh, lighten up Tung," Dex comforts, hopping over to him with Audrey and Jane beside him. "…and let nature take its course."
"It's obvious there's a spark between them," the teapot argues as well.
"Yes, but there's no harm in fanning the flames…a little," Tung says in a smug voice, shoving the cog back in to his door. "Besides, they must fall in love tonight if we ever expect to be human again."
Dex drapes his candle arm over Tung's square frame. "Ah human again."
"Human again," Audrey sighs in the same manner as the candelabra.
"Think of what that means," Dex says in a dreamy voice as he turns the handles on Tung's face. The clock raises his eyebrow, but blocks his ears immediately as he begins to chime.
I'll be cooking again
Be good-looking again
With a good-lookin' gal on each arm
When I'm human again
Only human again
Poised and polished and gleaming with charm...
I'll be courting again
Chic and sporting again
Which should cause sev'ral husbands alarm!
I'll hop down off the shelf and quickly be myself
I can't wait to be human again
When we're human again
Only human again
When we're knickknacks and whatnots no more
Little push, little shove
They could whoosh fall in love!
Ah, cherie, won't it all be top-drawer
I'll wear lipstick and rouge
And I won't be so huge
Why, I'll easily fit through that door
I'll exude savior-faire
I'll wear gowns! I'll have hair!
It's my prayer to be human again
When I'm human again
Only human again
When the world once more starts making sense
I'll unwind for a change
Really? That'd be strange!
Can I help it if I'm t-t-tense?
In a shack by the sea
I'll sit back sipping tea
Let my early retirement commence
Far from fools made of wax
I'll get down to brass tacks and relax!
When I'm human again
So sweep the dust from the floor!
Let's let some light in the room!
I can feel, I can tell
Someone might break the spell
Any day now!
Shine up the brass on the door!
Alert the dust-pail and broom!
If all goes as planned
Our time may be at hand
Any day now!
Open the shutters and let in some air
Put these here and put those over there
Sweep up the years
Of sadness and tears
And throw them away!
When we're human again
Only human again
When the girl fin'lly sets us all free
Cheeks a-bloomin' again
We're assumin' again
We'll resume our long lost joie de vie
We'll be playin' again
Holidayin' again
And we're prayin' it's A-S-A-P
We will push, we will shove
They will both fall in love
And we'll finally be human again
"And when you press this button here, it will turn on and move across the floor, cleaning up dust as it goes," Jenny explains to her friend, pointing out the device as it moves across the ground.
"What an amazing invention!" Zap stares on in wonder. He looks down his nose as Jenny waves a screwdriver under it.
"Here, you wanna have a go?" she questions, allowing the tiny tool to fall in his claw.
"Oh, uh, all right," he stutters, before grasping hold of the metal end. Jenny looks up at him with a puzzled expression. "I can't."
"You mean you never learned how to use tools?" asks the girl, a little disbelievingly.
"I learned," he shouts back in defence, but softens as her eyes grew a little wider. He flips the tool around in his hand, holding it correctly. "I…it's just been so long."
"Well here, I'll help you," Jenny says with a little excitement, holding up some scrap pieces of material. "Let's start here," she points towards a loose screw.
"Um," he stammers once again, before fitting the tool in the grooves, he begins to turn it, but nothing happens. He looks up at her with confusion.
"Righty tighty, lefty loosey," the girl explains, twirling with her finger.
We'll be dancing again!
We'll be twirling again!
We'll be whirling around with such ease
When we're human again
Only human again
We'll go waltzing those old one-two-threes
We'll be floating again!
We'll be gliding again!
Stepping, striding as fine as you please
Like a real human does
I'll be all that I was
On that glorious morn
When we're fin'lly reborn
And we're all of us human again!
Dex jumps in to Zap's lair, where the monster is taking a bath in a tub, in preparation for a big romantic dinner.
"Tonight is the night!" Dex announces, jumping up on a nearby stool to address him. Zap bashfully rubs his arm,
"I'm not sure I can do this," he states, eyes never meeting the candelabra's.
You don't have time to be timid. You must be bold, daring."
"Bold, daring," his voice grows stronger with each word, until he slumps back in to the tub. He emerges from it, shaking his shell dry.
"There will be music, romantic candlelight, provided myself," Dex chuckles slightly, playing with the flame on his hands. "And when the time is right, you confess your love."
Zap's smile grows with every word the candlestick says. "Yes, I, I con- No, I can't," he says immediately, shaking his head in disagreement.
"You care for the girl, don't you?" the servant questions, watching his master being primped by the hat rack.
"More than anything," Zap says genuinely, as the hat rack lifts up his arm and scrubs it clean.
"Well then you must tell her," Dex demands, his voice strong. He pauses when the hat rack steps back to admire his work. "Tada, you look so...so..." he is at a loss for words upon spying the creature, decorated with a large cutsie bow at the base of his neck.
"Stupid," he grumbles, the teenager in him surfacing.
"Eh, not quite the word I was looking for," Dex is quick to cheer him up, before whispering to the other servant. "Perhaps a little less around the neck."
The door creaks open, and both turn around to spy Tung bowing as low as he could possibly go.
"Ahem ahem ahem. Your lady awaits," he says with a slight chuckle.
At the grand staircase, Jenny descends from the East Wing wearing a sparkling gown of bright pink. She reaches the landing and looks up at Zap, who is standing at the top of the stairs in his black dress clothes. After releasing a final shaky breath, he is nudged on by Dex from behind the curtain, causing him to descend and meet Jenny at the landing as well. He steps forward, gingerly holding out his arm for her to take. With a slight blush, she accepts, and arm in arm, they descend the last section of stairs and continue on their way to dinner. They are stopped momentarily by the footstool, with Audrey and Henry sitting on the cart not very far away.
Tale as old as time,
True as it can be,
Barely even friends,
Then somebody bends unexpectedly.
Just a little change,
Small to say the least,
Both a little scared,
Neither one prepared,
Beauty and the beast.
Instead of advancing straight to dinner, the two are ushered towards the ballroom. Zap bows with care, while Jenny curtsies. They step forward, and with great caution not to snag her hand within his claw, the couple slowly begin to twirl and dance together, spinning and pausing through a perfect dance sequence in harmony. Zap looks over towards Tung and Dex for their approval, and noticing their grinning faces, decides to focus all of his concentration on the most beautiful girl in his arms.
Ever just the same,
Ever a surprise,
Ever as before,
Ever just as sure,
As the sun will rise,
Tale as old as time,
Tune as old as song,
Bittersweet and strange,
Finding you can change,
Learning you were wrong,
Certain as the sun,
Rising in the east,
Tale as old as time,
Song as old as rhyme,
Beauty and the beast.
Tale as old as time,
Song as old as rhyme,
Beauty and the beast.
Audrey turns to her son, smiling down gently. "Off to the cupboard with you now, Henry. It's past your bedtime. Good night, love."
This was going to be longer, but it was very hard to start and once again, I haven't been near the computer. R&R!