Heaven's POV-
I stood behind the curtains, waiting for my cue when I saw Francoeur behind me."Francoeur! You can't be here! You have to move!" I told him, trying to move him before I lost my balance and fell over to the side.
Luckily Francoeur caught me before I hit the ground. I felt my cheeks burn again and I gave him a nervous smile. Then the curtains opened and I heard gasps. It looked like Francoeur was dipping me and I quickly moved.
"Good evening! Welcome to the Rare bird! It's so good to see you all out tonight! We are proud to present our brilliant new talent, the master of guitar from...somewhere else...Miser Francoeur!" I nervously said and everyone clapped.
"Sit with the band, your be fine" I told him and smiled.
He smiled back and went to walk though the door but the guitar stopped him. I bit my lip as others giggled. Then Francoeur turned to his side and walked through the door, scraping the guitar strings against the frame, making a nails scraping across a chalkboard sound. I cringed at this. Once he was there I turned towards the crowd and waited for the music to start playing. There I noticed Raoul and Emile in the best seats in the house and I slightly waved at them, feeling nervous. Then Francoeur started playing an more upbeat version of La Seine and I thought it was pretty good. Seeing everyone else liking it, I relaxed myself and started singing and dancing.
Note- if someone is singing and you see something underlined it means that someone joined them.
Heaven- she's Resplendent. So confident. La Seine, La Seine, La Seine. I realized, I'm hypnotized. La Seine, La Seine, La Seine.
I looked up and saw Francoeur singing with me, helping me relax more.
Heaven- I hear the moon, singing a tune. La Seine, La Seine, La Seine. Is she divine? Is it the wine? La Seine, La Seine, La Seine. I don't know, don't know. So don't ask me why. That's how we are. La Seine and I. I don't know, don't know. So don't ask me why. That's how we are. La Seine and I.
I motioned Francoeur to join me on stage and he jumped from the bandstand and started singing and dancing with me.
Francoeur- I feel alive, when I'm beside. La Seine, La Seine, La Seine. From this angle, like an angel. La Seine, La Seine, La Seine. I don't know, don't know. But don't ask me why. That's how we are. La Seine and I. I don't know, don't know. But don't ask me why. That's how we are. La Seine and I.
Heaven- upon the bridge.
Francoeur- my heart does beat.
Heaven- between the waves.
Francoeur- we'll be saved.
Heaven- the air we breathe.
Francoeur- can you believe?
Both- learned to forgive, upon the bridge. That's how we are, La Seine and I. That's how we are, La Seine and I. That's how we are, La Seine and I. That's how we are, La Seine and I.
At the end of the song we bowed, gaining cheers from everyone. Roual and Emile being the loudest ones. I smiled as a bouquet of roses was thrown onto the stage and I grabbed it before I grabbed Francoeur's hand and we both walked backwards as the curtains closed. I looked up at him and smiled.
"You where amazing!" I told him before he handed me a blue rose that he must of caught.
I slightly blushed and gladly took it from him. Then Lucille joined us as Raoul and Emile walked over to us with champagne and five glasses.
"Success like that deserves...the feathers" Raoul said before he started sneezing and tripped over a rope and spilled the water for the champagne all over me.
"I know what she doesn't deserve...you!" Lucille told him and acted like she was going to hit him but instead she took a rag from him and handed it to me.
"Look Heaven, I just wanted to say that I feel like that the high notes where high and the low notes were...low. and the whole thing was just..." Raoul started but couldn't find the right word.
"Magic!" Emile said for him.
"Exactly! It was magic! And you where...huge" Raoul said to Francoeur who was smelling the roses that I handed to him to dry myself off.
"It was good, Mademoiselle Heaven" Emile told me, shaking my hand.
I smiled and nodded at them. Then Francoeur shook the boy's hands while still holding onto his guitar and the Roses. The boys noticed this and looked at each other before looking at Francoeur and started screaming and they backed into the curtain. Lucille slapped Raoul as I slapped Emile.
"Ow!" Roual yelled.
"Hey hey!" Emile said.
"That hurt!" Roual complained, earning himself another slap.
"Ay!" He yelled.
Me and Lucille shushed them.
"What do you mean by 'Shush?'" Roual asked before both boys started stammering with their words.
"It's the monster!" Roual whispered yelled.
"He's not a monster!" I told them, patting Francoeur's arm.
We dragged the boys to Lucille's dressing room and she looked around to make sure that we were being spied on by anyone. She quietly closed the door and walked towards the couch. I helped Francoeur with his mask.
"What about the eyewitnesses? And all of the destruction?" Emile asked us.
"When in panic, people will say just about anything" Lucille told them.
"He may be a giant flea but he wouldn't hurt a little fly. Look at him" I added.
Francoeur strummed the guitar strings and hummed a little bit. I smiled at him before I saw the boys and Lucille giving me a knowing look.
'What?' I mouthed to them.
Francoeur continued to hum and I smiled again.
"And his voice, have you ever heard something so sweet?" Lucille asked them.
Roual and Emile looked at each other like they both were remembering something.
"We heard once" Emile told us.
"Yeah, and by a monkey" Roual added.
Then there was a knock at the door followed by Charlotte's voice.
"Lucille, are you ready? You're on in two minutes" she asked.
I quickly covered Francoeur's face with the flowers that the commissioner gave Lucille just in case Charlotte walked in.
"I'll be right there!" Lucille told her.
We heard her leave, but what we didn't know was that Albert was listening through the wall.
"He does seem pretty layed back for a monster" Emile said, seeing Francoeur enjoying the scent of the flowers.
"He does, okay we introduce him to the commissioner at the press conference and clear this whole thing up" Roual told us.
"What press conference?" Me and Lucille asked in unison.
Oh boy.
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My Lovely Angel (Oc x Francoeur)
FanfictionThis is the story of the love between Heaven: a shy singer who was blessed with beauty and grace. And Francoeur: a seven foot tall singer/guitarist with a secret. He's a giant flea with a voice of an angel and a heart of gold. 🌹I don't own A Monste...