Le challenge rules:
I shall put my music library on shuffle and pair her top 10 ships with the first 10 songs. Each ship gets a story related to the song with decreasing times: ship #1 gets 10 min., ship #2 gets 9 min., ship #3 gets 8 min., etc. So ship #10 is a hot mess 1 min. panic attack.
And you don't HAVE to listen to the song first...but you might want to. And author's notes are bolded.
2. EnolaxTewkesbury (Enola Holmes) – "The Lonely Goatherd" from The Sound of Music – 9 min. timer
How about instead, I just write more LydiaxBeetlejuice forever, okay? Okay.
"I don't want to go," Enola said exasperatedly. "I have a case that I'm so close to cracking and three that I'm nowhere near cracking, and-"
"And this is precisely why you need a break." Lord Tewkesbury took her hand and pulled her, still complaining, from her office.
"I don't even feel well-"
"Well, a lovely musical performance shall raise your spirits. As will sitting next to your favorite person."
She sputtered defiantly but allowed herself to be lead away.
Halfway through the lovely musical performance with the lovely, singing mother and her multitude of lovely, singing children, she was in tears, and he had to lead her away again.
"What is it, Enola," he asked, not really expecting an answer, as she sobbed into his chest in the lobby.
"I'm expecting."
"Expecting what?"
She lifted her tear-stained face incredulously.
"A child, what else?!"
"Oh, Enola! This is wonderf-"
"HORRIBLE!"
"'Horrible'?!"
"How am I supposed to solve my cases and journey all over London to solve them and-and-"
"You don't. You stop. Don't be ridiculous."
She blanched.
"But, my career-"
"Enola, you are the wife of a lord, soon to be the mother of his child. You will do nothing but be the mother of his child because that is the most important thing you could possible be doing."
She cried harder.
"And I know exactly why you are crying. It's because your own mother, whom you've said gave you a perfect childhood and was your best friend, abandoned you selfishly and ludicrously to pursue her own abnormal agenda. You feel compelled to please her, but, in reality, it doesn't come even remotely naturally to you. Because what does come naturally to you is the kind, lovely bond between a mother and child."
And she stopped crying.
"I don't want to be alone anymore."
Lol, I had fun with Tewkesbury's rant. This story was because the wiki page that I read since I can't remember them at all, despite having seen both movies, informed me that "they embody the 'girlboss/malewife' trope", and, first of all, gross, why is this a trope, but, second of all, I had to fix it. Because Enola still keeping her freakin job after becoming Mrs. Lord Tewkesbury is the equivalent ofa certain relativewe know determined to peddle her wares while her bazillionaire husband hides his head in embarrassment. But then I was thinking, why would she even WANT to do something so ridiculous, and my psychoanalyzing of her decided that it was because of her stupid blankety blank mother who tricked her into thinking they were bffs and then abandoned her because feminism. So Tewkesbury (strong, masculine, definitely not a malewife) has to put some sense into her and deprogram her and remind her that HEY, THE BEST TIME OF YOUR LIFE WAS YOUR IDYLLIC CHILDHOOD WITH YOUR MOM, why don't you DO THAT AGAIN BUT WITH YOUR OWN CHILD, THIS TIME WITHOUT THE ABANDONMENT. There, I fixed it.
