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Re: Everything Arthur: Modern Doctor Rebel
Bravo! Bravo! *claps and cheers*
Bring it on, Ilse! Yay for Sartie!
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1/20/2007, 4:53 pm
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EmilyofDreams
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Re: Everything Arthur: Modern Doctor Rebel
Get to it girl! *cracks whip* You heard her Divaness!!!
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1/21/2007, 7:46 pm
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Re: Everything Arthur: Modern Doctor Rebel
As Emily and the Diva chain Ilse, the lowly scribe, to her computer, and won't let her open up any files except her fan fiction, Ilse wonders if she will be fed today.
Perhaps THIS might butter up her jailers.
I wrote this yesterday over the course of about 10 minutes, so it might be a little rough. This be Sara and Cecily talking the next morning:
"Why don't you give a try for the Cameron Scholarship?" Sara asked after they finished the song.
"Me? Cecily King, from Avonlea? I'm glad you liked my singing, Sara, but I'm no Sylvia Gray."
"Nonsense. Of course you are."
"Sara, I couldn't compete in that. All of those other girls have singing lessons and formal piano instructors and...and..."
"And they're not half as good as you. It's worth looking into."
"I'll only be miserable when I fail."
"If you ladies would excuse us," the girls turned, and noticed Arthur Pettibone standing behind them, holding a bouquet of exotic flowers. Morgan stood stock still behind him, his eyes locked on Cecily, smiling broadly.
Sara's heart began racing. What was Arthur doing there? With flowers? Was he...? Were those...? Certainly, he wouldn't be so brazen... But then, it was Arthur.
He tipped his hat. "Good morning, ladies. We were out for a stroll and couldn't help but be drawn in by such glorious singing. Which of you has that exquisite voice?"
Sara looked at Cecily and nudged her. She raised her hand weakly. "So we thought. Lovely, wasn't it, Morgan?"
"It was beautiful, Cecily, really."
"Thank you," she responded shyly.
"Would either of you be able to tell me where I might find Miss King?" Arthur asked. Ah, Sara thought. Of course. They're for Aunt Hetty. Why wouldn't they be for Aunt Hetty? Why would they be for anyone else?
Sara stood straight up, her nerves getting the better of her. "Arthur, I hope you aren't attempting to coax her into a good mood. She's been in high dudgeon all morning."
"Oh, Sara, I would never try to coax Miss King in or out of anything. Besides, these aren't from us, they're from Muriel. We volunteered to deliver them this morning so we could get a glimpse of how the prodigal niece is getting on."
"Well, Aunt Hetty won't be civil to me until I apologize to Felicity. For what, I can't imagine. Felicity's ill, so I can't speak to her, and Gus has just told me to let it go."
"Perhaps oriental lilies and orange blossoms aren't the cure for all your ills, Sara, although Miss King did mention she was partial to them."
Sara laughed. "I'll take you to her."
Cecily began to get up. "Cecily," Sara said. "Stay here."
"I beg your pardon?" Cecily asked, indignant.
"Practice," Sara said, turning her head and winking at her. Sara and Arthur walked away together toward the Kings' rooms, and Morgan and Cecily were left alone there together.
"You play, of course, Morgan?" she asked in order to break the awkward pause that had ensued after Sara and Arthur were gone.
"Of course," he said, sitting down at the piano and stretching out his fingers. He began the opening bars of Voi che sapete and Cecily, with new inspiration seated next to her, sang with beauty and aplomb.
Tell me what love is, what can it be
What is this burning yearning in me?
Ilse barks, claps her hands, and waits for someone to throw a fish at her.
Last edited by Suri Cruise, 1/22/2007, 8:01 am
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1/22/2007, 7:53 am
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EmilyofDreams
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Re: Everything Arthur: Modern Doctor Rebel
You may have a thousand fishes  After all, it is Cecily
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1/23/2007, 12:38 pm
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