Okay, I'm not sure where all of this came from, (And a good portion of it is due to @nobody33333333's addition to last night's chaos), and I don't know if we're talking about just interjecting a song into the actual show, or in the Muppets AU where (According to current decisions) Kermit is playing Mr. Benedict. At any rate, here we are!
My basic outline is that this is the song over which Curtain brainwashes his brother, so there's a more visible, "on-screen" progression:
(I'm sorry I couldn't figure out how to fit Number Two in at this point, I tried. Maybe that's why it only takes one song to win over Nicholas, he isn't worried about her...)
Curtain, being an evil mastermind, showing his brother the (cult) compound:
Everything is great
Everything is grand
I got the whole wide world in the palm of my hand
Compound Members, already brainwashed:
Everything is perfect
It's falling into place
I can't seem to wipe this smile off my face
Jackson & Jillson (They're just like this):
Life's a happy song, when there's someone by my side to sing along
Nathaniel? (I feel like this would be neat to see child Nathaniel singing this bit, like a flashback or something, because Curtain's drama):
When you're alone, life can be a little low
It makes you feel like you're 3 foot tall
When it's just you – well, times can be tough
When there's no one there to catch your fall
Curtain, present-day, taking control of the song again, and reinforcing the (cult) compound member's lines:
Everything is great
Everything is grand
I got the whole wide world in the palm of my hand
Everything is perfect
It's falling into place
I can't seem to wipe this smile off my face
Jackson & Jillson (Alternating):
Life smells like a rose
With someone to paint
And someone to pose
Life's like a piece of cake
With someone to pedal
And someone to break
Life is full of glee
With someone to saw
And someone to see
Curtain, Jackson & Jillson (J&J are in the background, echoing Curtain for his lines as he directs everyone):
Life's a happy song, when there's someone by my side to sing along
Compound Members:
I've got everything that I need – right in front of me
Nothing's stopping me
Nothing that I can't be
With you right here next to me
Jackson & Jillson (Alternating):
Life's a piece of cake
With someone to give
And someone to take
Life's a piece of pie
With someone to wash
And someone to dry
Life's an easy road
With someone beside you to share the load
Life is full of highs
With someone to stir
And someone to fry
Life's a leg of lamb
With someone there to lend a hand
Life's a bunch of flowers
With someone to while away the hours
Life's a filet of fish, eh!
Nicholas, a bit startled, but getting into the spirit of it:
Er, yes, it is
Curtain, Nicholas, Jackson & Jillson:
Life's a happy song, when there's someone by your side to sing along
Curtain and Nicholas, (Curtain leading Nicholas, until he gets more confident and gets louder):
I've got everything that I need – right in front of me
Nothing's stopping me
Nothing that I can't be
With you right here next to me
I've got everything that I need
Nicholas:
...right in front of me
Sorry, I got swept up in the excitement.
Cut to Jeffers, speaking:
This is it. This is going to be the day,
the day I finish securing the compound.
Curtain:
Jeffers, today is a very important day.
You know this, right? And you know why?
Jeffers:
Yes, sir.
It is the day that you can rest assured,
Your compound is totally secure.
Curtain:
No, it's—
Ah, I must go check on Nicholas.
Jeffers, still speaking, just with weird meter (He's not going to sing):
Everything's great
Everything's grand
Except for those kids
They're always around
I know they're in the town
And they're going to breach the perimeter
But maybe it's ok
'Because I know that someday
I'll finally be recognised
For all the work I do
To keep them all inside
The totally secure perimeter
Nicholas, fully lost and into it:
I've got everything that I need – right in front of me
Nothing's stopping me
Nothing that I can't be
With you right here next to me
Curtain, happy that he's finally got his brother "back":
You've got everything that you need – right in front of you
Nothing's stopping you
Nothing that you can't do you
That the world can throw at you
Nicholas, looking at Curtain and waiting for him to follow along:
Life's a happy song
When there's someone by your side to sing
Curtain, a bit reluctant, but indulging him:
Life's a happy song
When there's someone by your side to sing
Nicholas and Curtain, together:
Life's a happy song
When there's someone by your side to sing along
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Day 11: Once bitten, twice shy
Again, he goes to bed alone.
Again, he curses himself for not simply asking.
But how is he to find the words when he fears he already knows the answer? The depth of feeling is undeniable, but the shape of it could be so much different from his imaginings. It would be his own personally created torture: to fall deeply in love with his closest friend. Duty is not desire; care need not be passion. Those eyes always watching are those of a dear friend, not a concerned lover.
Apollo rolls onto his stomach, buries his face in his pillow, and yells indistinctly. He hates this feeling! How do others manage? He wants to know, desperately, if his feelings could ever be matched or returned. To ask, to risk their friendship (again) feels like it would kill him. He's not the type to hesitate, to worry. There will always be someone else.
There will never be another Sindri. Apollo lifts his face from the pillow and frowns sightlessly at his headboard.
As he does every night, he tells himself he will ask tomorrow. He will ask for dinner or a hand clasp or a kiss. He will ask for hands in hair and gasping breaths. He will offer love and hope for the same in return.
Like today, he will not ask. He will not risk the leap or stop fearing the fall.
He will roll on his side, retrieve quill, ink, and book, and begin to write the words he cannot bear to say:
Once bitten, twice shy
If I could but catch your eye
I'd share my love in gaze unsaid
Then perhaps I'd trust my heart instead
But fear holds fast
These words I dare not cast
Sit in my chest, a hollow made
So much sharper than your blade
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