So once again...This is more setting up the big musical number with the preperations...

Marzipan gathered everyone around her "Ichabod...We need to call Bill, Jim and Bridget...I know the place where the stage will be, it's that strange rock formation in the forest, with my wild imagination magic it will be the perfect pirate ship...Zeb, Julia, Taylor, could you get Rye when he comes back from the regatta? And ideally...Bring Caesar too."

"What are you planning?" Zeb asked

"I need you cubs to be some of the enemy in this show...For the rest, I've got a spell worked out."

The Girl Cubs giggled with delight, they were going to be part of the show as well, even if they weren't going to be the stars, even the little diva Taylor was excited to be part of this plan Marzipan had."

"Jonathan..." Marzipan said "You just need to be an audience member, so Gus can see you watching him..."

"I think I'll bring Edward Nygma as well," Jonathan said "I think he'll appriciate being able to see a show as he hasn't had the luxury in years..."

"I think Gus will appriciate that..." Marzipan said "...I'll see Uncle Gus on my own..."

So Zeb, Julia and Taylor scampered on their way to Caesar's house, Caesar's adoptive Mom let them in, she had also noticed Caesar was unusally quiet and sullen and while she did know he like his herd siblings were magically wise beyond their years, she realized she didn't know how to handle a toddler acting like a moody teenager.

They came into his room, Caesar just laying on his bed.

"Hey!" Taylor said "We come bringing important news!"

Caesar raised an eyebrow

"Marzipan's Uncle Gus has come from Planet Viola Strierra!" Taylor continued

Caesar sat up, this had his interest.

"Since Uncle Gus was an actor on Planet Mizzer..." Said Taylor "...Marzipan plans to help him relive his happiest days by putting on a show in the forest, and she needs us to fill out some of the rolls!"

"Oh!" Caesar exclaimed "Now that does sound like fun!"

"We need you and Rye, when he comes back to come to the forest for costume fitting and rehearsal!" Zeb said

"But of course!" Caesar said "I'll come with you!"

Meanwhile Marzipan went into the town of Keswick to find Uncle Gus, England is not like America in that it doesn't have a lot of those cheap 'Motels' especially not here in the Lake District, there were fancy hotels and inns and there were country bed and breakfasts...She found Uncle Gus sitting on a bench in a park looking more than a bit tired.

"Uncle Gus..." Marzipan said "I wish you didn't just walk off like that, if you need a place to stay, the Fellowship Crew will be more than happy to pay for your lodging..."

Uncle Gus sighed the Cat-Man was beginning to realize that maybe his niece really had grown more wise during her time of seperation, she was probobly far wiser than her own parents.

Marzipan noticed her Uncle seemed a little bit in pain by his breathing "Uncle Gus are you hurt?"

"Those years of working as a slave..." Gus sighed "...My joints hurt, I don't have the stamina I used to..."

"Because they worked you too hard," Marzipan said understanding "Not because of your age because you're not that old...There are many ways you can be restored, there is just medical science but I can spare you having to get an injection of nanobots to heal your body which believe me, it works but it isn't painless instead I will cast a healing spell to restore what is rightfully your's."

Gus looked at her "So I'll be able to see your magic? I admit when I first heard you were a 'Mage Monarch' the most powerful magician in the universe, I admit I was skeptical, despite already seeing some supernatural stuff on Viola Strierra, but you know how it is for us Mizzerans? We lived so long with 20th Century skepticism of all things supernatural, I suppose we never seeing the irony being talking animals wearing clothes and living like 20th century humans, but you know us, we worship the 'normal' the 'abnormal' frightens us."

"And yet we constantly crave the abnormal..." Marzipan said "...We love books and movies of magic and fantasy...As if deep down a part of us knows we're magical creatures that we're meant for adventure and fantastical things...Not sitting in a cubicle."

Gus sighed and then smiled, he realized even before knowing her magical destiny Marzipan deep down sensed what she was meant for, thus her rejection of Mizzer's culture of trying to emulate humans by being as dull and boring as possible...

"I need to gather the ingrediants..." Marzipan said rising from the bench "...And we should wait until sundown, cuz the healing spell works better at night..."

That night as the moon rose, a mass of blue sparkles shot up into the air...

"And I once played Growltiger! Could do it again! COULD...DO..IT...AGAIN..."

So yeah if italics symbolizing singing as opposed to speech I like to end on that foreshadowing