Glass Skin (Discontinued.)

05

"Did we honestly have to start practising now?"

"Yes! The sooner the better!" Meg waved her hands at Fleurette, "Come on! Get up, Fleur, we have work to do." Meg waved her hands at her again. Letting out a groan, Fleurette stood up, she was happily sitting leaning against the wall while using loads of found pillows as a seat.

Meg had quickly got changed out of her wet clothes and Fleurette had hung her cloak up to dry. "Right," putting her hands together, Meg paced to and fro, Fleurette's eyes watched her. Letting out a quiet sigh she went to sit back down, but Meg caught hold of her arm and gently pulled her back up. "Any ideas?"

"You're asking me? Meg, this was your idea!" Fleurette whined, she didn't mean to whine but she was tired. After all she had finished a show only to get told that they were going to start practising, just the two of them for tomorrow morning.

"Perhaps we could do a routine mother never used." Meg hummed and started pacing again. She flicked her eyes to Fleurette suddenly. Stopping in front of her she smiled, "What routines did you learn at the theatre?"

"Meg, I was only in one show, remember?"

"Well we can nab parts of it and use them." Smiling she rocked on her heels, "Care to demonstrate some of it here?"

"Fine," Fleurette sighed and walked to the centre room. The two had moved from the stairs to one of the many rooms on the second level of the building. Most of the rooms on the first floor had suffered from smashed windows from the outside world. The second and third floor were the ones which they all inhabited.

Meg leaned against the wall as Fleurette took to going through parts of the routine she did earlier on in the evening. Nodding now and again, Meg clapped when she finished. "We can totally use some of that!" Meg exclaimed, "Now," running a hand through her damp hair she walked forward to stand in front of Fleurette, who was almost asleep standing up. "Everyone seems to like chorus lines...and such. You took part in them too?"

"No."

"Why?"

"It involves singing, I don't sing."

"Oh, that's just silly! Everyone sings." Meg shook her head, Fleurette shot her a look. "Fine, fine, you don't sing." Meg giggled sheepishly, Fleurette relented and stopped glaring at her. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, rather sure."

"Not even a little bit? Like...a few verses?"

"A few verses isn't a little bit, that's the whole song, Meg."

"Oh, come on, Fleur you knew what I meant. Chorus line, do the chorus, yes?"

"You're a very pushy person when you need to be, you know this right?"

"I know," Meg grinned. "My persistent nature sometimes annoys mother."

Fleurette merely raised an eyebrow at this, yet didn't reply to that statement. "Can I sleep first before you badger me to sing and dance at the same time? A skill may I remind you that I've never once tried."

"Oh, it's easy!" Meg smiled, Fleurette looked at her disbelievingly, letting out a sigh Meg smiled slowly at Fleurette. Waving a hand at the pillows, Fleurette let out a happy sound when she was finally allowed to sit down.

Getting comfortable Fleurette looked up and frowned lightly when Meg went through dancing and singing at the same time. When she finished Fleurette clapped quietly, "Where did you learn that?"

"Oh, just...some place." Meg shrugged simply and held her hands out. "Come on, we'll go through it quickly then you have permission to go catch up with some much needed sleep."