Author's note: I don't own anything.
Frollo was prancing all throughout town, still wearing his purple, sparkly Speedo. People were staring at him like he was crazy. He passed some old woman and she fainted at the sight. "Oh my word," one man exclaimed.
Frollo decided that he was going to find Esmeralda and dance with her. "Where could she be?" he asked himself.
Then, he saw her talking to his guard Phoebus. "Ahhh!" he chuckled to himself.
He grabbed a basket of flowers from a woman standing next to him and paid the woman. He ran towards the two (Esmeralda and Phoebus) and along the way, he was dropping flowers and he kept singing, "Flowers! Glorious flowers! Sunshine, and rainbows! Fairies, and Unicorns, puppies, and chocolate."
"What the-"
"Greetings Pheebes and Razz!" Frollo greeted Phoebus and Esmeralda.
Phoebus cocked an eye brow at Frollo, while Esmeralda was staring at his purple Speedo. "What the hell are you doing?" Phoebus gasped
"Leave us alone, you creep!" Esmeralda snapped.
Frollo twirled to Esmeralda and kissed her on the cheek. "Why so crabby? Is it that time of the month for you again Razz?"
Esmeralda stared at Frollo dumbfounded. "And who the hell is Razz? My name is Esmer-"
"It's Razz now," Frollo snickered, "You're my Razzle Dazzle!"
"No…I'm not Frollo!" she snapped again heavily irritated with Frollo's behavior.
"Bah! You are Razz!"
"No!"
"YES!"
"NO"
"YES"
"NO."
"BOTH OF YOU STOP RIGHT NOW!" bellowed Phoebus.
Esmeralda and Frollo stopped arguing and turned towards Phoebus.
"I quite like the name Razz," Phoebus mumbled, "It's cute, just like you are."
"And I like Pheebs," Esmeralda muttered.
Esmeralda blushed as Frollo grabbed for each of their hands. "You two kids are crazy in love, awwww!" Frollo laughed.
"I wonder what happened to him," mouthed Esmeralda to Phoebus as he shrugged.
"I dunno, but he's certainly a changed man," he mouthed back, "I quite like him now. Let's make sure he stays this away. I'm not so sure about the Speedo though."
"Razz, I want to dance with you," Frollo sighed dramatically, "I want to be a dancer just like you! Teach me the ways! I beg you!"
Frollo fell to the ground and grabbed onto Esmeralda's left leg. "Frollo, I'm not really sure about this," Esmeralda began.
"Please?" he begged with his pleading eyes, "I'll give you my purple speedo."
"Why would I want that?" Esmeralda raised a brow.
"Its…sparkly…like your eyes in the sunshine," Frollo whispered, "Your eyes are as lovely as the sea. I just want to stare in your eyes for hours and hours. Taking in your beautiful light."
"Okay then, I'll teach you to dance, just don't get all creepy like that with me again. Promise?" Esmeralda finally gave in.
"You have my word," Frollo promised.