Chatterbox: Inkwell

Real Life Snow Scene.

She sighed as she watched.  The snow scene was so pretty.  The Snow Flakes hadn't even come out yet, but the pas de deux was amazing.  How could the Snow King be scared?  He had been the Nutcracker last year, how could this be harder?  After she had heard some other girls ask him just that question, she knew the answer.  It was the girls.  Even as the Nutcracker, not all his time was spent partnering, but as the Snow King, it was almost his whole part.

The Snow King and Queen twirled together under the lights, and came to a stop in the center of the stage.   After one more spin, the King grabbed the Queen's waist as she jumped.  She went up, up, up, while he shifted his body under her.  As the Queen came down, the King's knees bent to support her weight and keep her from toppling over, but they didn't straighten.  Instead, they kept bending.

Suddenly, the King was sprawled on the floor, his Queen lying with him, carefully shielded from hitting the floor with his own body.  For a moment, no one moved.  The King had fallen in the middle of the scene.  Was the Queen ok?  Then, they were back on their feet, waltzing away as if nothing had happened.  That was the mark of a professional, keep going even when you fall.  

At the end of the dance, the King exited off to stage left, where the girl and his directors were waiting for him.  "Are you ok?" They pressed, "What happened?"  "She just came down too hard on my shoulder," he panted, his head in his hands. "My knees buckled and my back went out with them.  I'm ok though."

Oh no. The girl thought.  He's scared enough of this scene without that hanging over his head.  Another realization jolted through her brain.  Oh, Ashlyn!  She has a lift onto a guy's shoulder too doesn't she.  That won't be reassuring.  He won't fall though, Ashlyn's much lighter then the Queen.  I just hope he can get over it......