Giselle has found she's never needed any reason to sing, not even a magical reason. Singing has, instead, always come naturally. After all, if there is a song in your heart, is it not your duty to share it with the world
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A short distance away the other end of the Disney spectrum is sitting on a bar stool, gnawing on one of his own feet. Until he hears the signing that is. Stitch isn't really the signing type himself, but this is odd enough to warrant investigation. Seconds later the barstool is conspicously empty and, blue claws gripping the uphosltery, he slowly rises into view from the back of the couch.
Giselle smiles at the new comer. She gestures him over as she continues to sing.
"It's not enough to take the one you love for granted You must remind her, or she'll be inclined to say... How do I know he loves me? How do I know he's mine?"
Judging by their expressions, the waitrats are inclined to disagree. They huddle slightly closer together and eye the new arrival with deep suspisioun. Unlike Giselle, they have the benefit of experience when it comes to encounters of the Stitchian kind.
The alien claws his way across the top of the couch, ears fanned forward in curiosity. That is until one claw sinks a bit too deep and becomes snagged in the couch's fibers.
"Choota." It's hissed quietly. His fangs are bared in a grimace as Stitch begins tugging in an attempt to free himself.
"Oh, you poor little thing," Giselle whispers. She reaches outward again, brushing by the cluster of waitrats. "There's nothing to be afraid of. Nothing will hurt you, I promise."
Lissar tilts her head at the singing woman, looking bemused. Lissar is white. White hair, milk-white skin, golden eyes. A dress like Giselle's wedding gown would look perfectly natural on this woman.
...She's wearing a Halo T-shirt and bluejeans. They? Don't suit her.
Giselle is very oblivious to staring. It's something she doesn't exactly understand yet.
So she continues to sing to the waitrats, eager to explain love to them.
"How do I know he loves me? How do I know he's mine?"
"Well does he leave a little note to tell you you are on his mind? Send you yellow flowers when the sky is grey? Heyy! He'll find a new way to show you, a little bit everyday That's how you know, that's how you know! He's your love... "
And there has been an outlaw watching, smiling to himself as he watches the Lady sing. The dress is a little over the top, yes, but that didn't matter.
When a break in her singing happens the former Bard steps up trying to make sure he doesn't step on a rats tail as he moves slowly toward Giselle.
"Alas, my love, you do me wrong, To cast me off discourteously. For I have loved you well and long, Delighting in your company.
Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight, Greensleeves was my heart of gold, And who but my lady greensleeves."
It's such a sad song. For a moment, Giselle's face falls. But oh, he's singing! And he is indeed the first person she has met here to do such a thing. It's practically the most wonderful sound she has heard all day!
She happily responds in kind.
"Everybody wants to live happily ever after Everybody wants to know their true love is true... How do you know he loves you? How do you know he's yours?"
Meanwhile, the waitrats look putout that she's no longer singing to them.
Oh rest assured that Allan generally isn't the singing type- he gave that up quite some time ago for the life of a pickpocket, smoother talker, gambler..the list could go on for quite a while. Thanks to the wonderful world of Milliways he was stuck doing so again.
"Your vows you've broken, like my heart, Oh, why did you so enrapture me? Now I remain in a world apart But my heart remains in captivity."
Bright blue eyes glance the waitrats, a hand raised to his chest in mock hurt. She was a pretty woman- she shouldn't be singing to the waitrats.
"Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight, Greensleeves was my heart of gold, And who but my lady greensleeves."
Oh, but the rats are so very attentive! Giselle adores them so far. In fact, she's given names to each of the seven surrounding her: Grumpy, Dopey, Happy, Doc, Bashful, Sneezy, and Sleepy. Quite easy names to remember, wouldn't you agree?
Giselle glances down at her rat friends briefly before returning her attention to the man. Perhaps she ought to explain herself!
"I've been dreaming of a true love's kiss And a prince I know to comes with this That's what brings everaftering so happy And that's the reason we need lips so much For lips are the only things that touch So to spend a life of endless bliss Just find who you love through true love's kiss"
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"Hi," she says with a little wave. "Your dress is very pretty."
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(How does she know that you love her?--
"Oh! Thank you" Giselle smiles brightly at the girl. "Your clothing is very pretty, too."
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"I'm Ingress. What are you called?"
She isn't phased by the singing. She likes to sing to rats sometimes, too.
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Beat.
"Ingress is a very pretty name. I haven't heard of it before."
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She's staring at the dress.
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Instead, she continues to sing to the waitrats:
"How do I know he loves me?
How do I know he's mine?"
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Giselle is SHOCKED.
"Why of course you do!"
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Giselle smiles at the new comer. She gestures him over as she continues to sing.
"It's not enough to take the one you love for granted
You must remind her, or she'll be inclined to say...
How do I know he loves me?
How do I know he's mine?"
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The alien claws his way across the top of the couch, ears fanned forward in curiosity. That is until one claw sinks a bit too deep and becomes snagged in the couch's fibers.
"Choota." It's hissed quietly. His fangs are bared in a grimace as Stitch begins tugging in an attempt to free himself.
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Maybe he only needs a little more encouragement.
"My name is Giselle. What's yours?"
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...She's wearing a Halo T-shirt and bluejeans. They? Don't suit her.
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So she continues to sing to the waitrats, eager to explain love to them.
"How do I know he loves me?
How do I know he's mine?"
"Well does he leave a little note to tell you you are on his mind?
Send you yellow flowers when the sky is grey? Heyy!
He'll find a new way to show you, a little bit everyday
That's how you know, that's how you know!
He's your love... "
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"The rats had seemed very confused when I was telling them about Edward."
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When a break in her singing happens the former Bard steps up trying to make sure he doesn't step on a rats tail as he moves slowly toward Giselle.
"Alas, my love, you do me wrong,
To cast me off discourteously.
For I have loved you well and long,
Delighting in your company.
Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
And who but my lady greensleeves."
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She happily responds in kind.
"Everybody wants to live happily ever after
Everybody wants to know their true love is true...
How do you know he loves you?
How do you know he's yours?"
Meanwhile, the waitrats look putout that she's no longer singing to them.
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"Your vows you've broken, like my heart,
Oh, why did you so enrapture me?
Now I remain in a world apart
But my heart remains in captivity."
Bright blue eyes glance the waitrats, a hand raised to his chest in mock hurt. She was a pretty woman- she shouldn't be singing to the waitrats.
"Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
And who but my lady greensleeves."
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Giselle glances down at her rat friends briefly before returning her attention to the man. Perhaps she ought to explain herself!
"I've been dreaming of a true love's kiss
And a prince I know to comes with this
That's what brings everaftering so happy
And that's the reason we need lips so much
For lips are the only things that touch
So to spend a life of endless bliss
Just find who you love through true love's kiss"
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