𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐮 | 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐧

[SIXTEEN]

The four of you chugged down the swamp steadily as Louis' soulful voice rang out.

If I were a human being,

I'd head straight for New Orleans

and I'd blow this horn so hot and strong

like no one they've ever seen.

You heard of Louis Armstrong,

Mr. Sidney Bechet,

all those boys gonna step aside

when they hear this old ex-gator play. Listen!

Louis hopped from rock to rock to exposed root as he played a strong melody on his trumpet before he continued. Naveen broke off another branch adorned with cobwebs and began to strum along. You stayed by Tiana's side this time, watching as the song progressed.

When I'm human,

as I hope to be,

I'm gonna blow this horn 'till the cows home

and everybody's gonna bow down to me.

"Thank you, thank you." He kissed his hand and waved to the fake crowd. "Oh, thank you. I love you too, baby!" Naveen stood from where the three of you sat on Louis' back and sang with a smile on his face. You watched him with a soft smile as confidence flowed throughout his veins.

When I'm myself again,

I want just the life I had:

a great big party every night!

He made eye contact with you, smirking, and you crossed your arms and rolled your eyes.

That doesn't sound too bad.

A redhead on my left arm,

A red moth appeared at his side, followed by a brown moth.

a brunette on my right,

a blonde or two to hold the candles,

now that seems just 'bout right. Eh, Louis?

Life is short-

when you're done, you're done!

We're on this earth to have some fun,

and that's the way things are!

Naveen made eye contact with Louis, who crossed another exposed root. "Tell it, brother!" The alligator exclaimed. The prince began to do the Charleston on his Louis' back.

When I'm human,

and I'm gonna be,

I'm gonna tear it up like I did before

and that's a royal guarantee.

He winked at the group of moths that had been following you all, who then swooned. You batted them away with a stick and pulled Naveen back to reality. "You are getting married!"

He sighed and rolled his eyes. "Oh, right." His frown turned back into a smirk. "I'll just have to leave a string of broken hearts behind me!" Tiana shoved past you and pointed her finger at Naveen. She ripped his branch-ukulele out of his hands and swapped it for her stick.

Your modesty becomes you

and your sense of responsibility.

Naveen broke this stick in two and began to use them as drumsticks on the alligator's scales. You let out a sigh of frustration and threw your hands up in the air as you walked away.