After The Auditions and Robot Wars
Doctor Shakespeare
His Quarters
After the two major events (both of which are taken care of, I'm assured.)
Doctor William Shakespeare sadly walked into his quarters, followed
by Chief Plastic Surgeon Hazel Coffey.
"I thougth you did great William, in both the robot wars, AND the
audition."
Shakespeare strode over to his chair, and sat down, sighign and
staring at the large nebula which always seemed to be hanging in space
just outide his window. He stared at it and leant back in his chair.
He'd let Keto down in a huge way. And Coffey. And the Tree. He'd
ruined everything for the medibay team.
Coffey stood at the entrance to Shakespeare's quarters looking over
at the dejected dramatist. She smiled and walked over to his chair,
before sliding down onto his lap and placing her arms around his head
and lay them on his shoudlers.
She looked into his big sad eyes, and felt her heart melt.
"Oh William," she said, kissing his lips gently.
"I don't mind about the robot wars one litle bit. We tried, that's
all anyone could ask us to do," she said, placing her forehead against
his and smilign again.
"But I bleweth it, fair Hazel. With'st me, thy team failed."
"William, you gave it your best. Look on the good side of today's
events. We may ahve lost the robot wars, but you won the main part in
the first Blue dwarf musical."
The sad look disolved from Shakespeare's face as the knowledge
passed into his head and filled his mind. He looked back at Coffey, a
smile slowlu appearing on his face, and his mouth opening slightly.
"By Apollo, you're correct," said Shakespeare. "I'm goign to eb
acting again!"
He alughed and stood up, taking hold of Coffey in his arms and
swinging her around slightly as he got to his feet.
"And you are to be the most important part of any production, my
faireth lady, the makeup and stylist. You will make us great," he
laughed and kissed her hard.
The unlocked and she ran a hand through his hair.
"Come on William, we have to see to this hair of yours. If you are
to be a phanton, you need a ghoulish appearnce."
She took hold of his hands and pulled him behind her, laughing, into
the bathroom, snatching of the side of Shakespeares drawer some hair
dye along the way.