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A Recital in the Sephtis Home - Mr. Oz - 02-20-2017
Oswald can be seen in his massive living room, and inside the corner, is a piano made by Conrad Graf. On it, he is playing Beethoven's Für Elise with both Alysia and Fuzen sitting by, watching him play. He continues to play, turning his head slightly to look to them, smiling wide. Alysia smiles awkwardly, as if smiling just to appease him. Fuzen, on the other hand is enthralled by the music, and as it comes to its inevitable end, she begins giggling
"YAAAAAY! DADDY! Again!"
He laughed heartily
"All right, Princess Fuzen! Let's go with a different song, shall we?"
So he would, beginning to play Beethoven's Sonata #17 in D minor "The Tempest". As he played Alysia watched him, he seemed very happy. However she still was wary of this new 'attitude' his new persona, as she still believes. For now, they enjoyed his music, even though she knew she was better, it was still a great thing to see him showing off other skills than hurting people and his parkour. As the song ended, Fuzen would cheer again, and laugh, and Oswald would get up from his seat, step away, then look to Fuzen and Alysia, grinning wide before bowing before them, as Fuzen clapped with glee and Alysia clapped somewhat.
"Time to put the Princess down for her nap, Ozzy."
"So it is, my Queen."
Fuzen frowned, but still held her hands up and he would move to pick her up
"Don't worry Princess Fuzen! I will gladly read you a marvelous fairy tale before your nap!"
She giggled and hugged his neck as he walked away with her, making his way to her large bedroom. However as they left, Alysia would move to sit upon the bench, and began to play Mozart's Rondo Alla Turca as Oswald began to tell the tale of Cinderella.
"There was once a rich man's wife, whom had become ill, and when she felt that her end was drawing near, my dear Princess Fuzen, she had called her only daughter to her bedside and spoke to her, "Dear child, remain pious and good, and then our dear Seven Deities will always protect you, and I will look down on you from the ether, and you will feel my presence near you." With this she closed her eyes and died.
The girl went out to her mother's grave every day and wept, and she remained pious and good. When winter came the snow had seemed like a white cloth over the grave, and when the spring sun came out, it had been removed again, and the rich man took himself another wife.
This wife brought two daughters into the house with her. They were beautiful, with fair faces, but they held within them evil and dark hearts that should have been DELETED! Mmyess... And soon, times grew very bad for the poor stepchild.
"Why should that stupid goose sit in the parlor with us?" they'd say, "If she wants to eat bread, then she will have to earn it. Out with this kitchen maid!" They then took her beautiful clothes away from her, dressed her in an old gray smock, and gave her wooden shoes. "Just look at the proud princess! How decked out she is!" they'd shout and laugh as they led her into the kitchen.
There she had to do hard work from morning until evening, get up before the day broke, carry water, make the fires, cook, and wash. Besides this, the sisters did everything they could that they imagined of, in order to try and harm her. They'd bully her, scattered food into the ashes of the fireplace, so that she had to sit and pick them out again. In the evening when she had worked herself weary, there was no bed for ehr. Instead she had to sleep by the hearth, in the ashes. And because she always looked dusty and dirty, they called her Cinderella."
By this point, Fuzen had fallen fast asleep, and it made him smile happily. So he stood up, bent over, and kissed her forehead and making sure she was covered by her blanket. He then made his way out of the room, and Alysia had began to play a different song, Franz Liszt's Liebesträume.
He'd hear her playing the piano, and would move quietly to sit behind her on the large couch, smiling at her as if he was falling in love with her all over again. Once the song was finished, he would clap as if he were a part of the audience
"Magnificent! Absolutely beautiful, my Queen!"
She turned to see him, blushing to his words
"It was nothing, Ozzy."
He shook his head
"That's preposterous! You have more talents than you let on, my love! Do you know anything about this piano, however?"
She did a closer inspection of it
"Well, it was the kind that Ludwig van Beethoven had used."
He smirked
"You're right, however, this piano was gifted unto me by the man himself! This is one of the last pianos left that my good friend, Ludwig van Beethoven, used to create his wonderful works of music!"
She looked at the piano then stood up then slowly walked away
"You mean to tell me, this is actually a Beethoven piano!? How did you get it?!"
"As I said, my Queen, it was gifted to me by the man himself!"
"Stop fucking bullshitting me! This was not given to you!"
He laughed softly
"No, my dear, I am not lying. This was gifted to me by my dear friend! His parting gift to me!"
She scowled
"Ozzy! Stop fucking around!"
"My dear..."
He looked deadly serious for the first time since he came back
"I am not joking."
She looked at him, and she really tried hard to peer through this guise of his. However he seemed to be completely serious. She still looked at him as if trying to figure him out, but for right now, she simply guessed he used his connections and bought the damn thing.
"I can't believe it, though. This was actually Beethoven's piano... And I played someone else's works.."
He smiled and shook his head
"My Queen, he would have been honored. So long as a fellow pianist was using it, he'd have loved your playing. There is little doubt in that fact!"
She moved over to him, placing herself upon his lap, smiling to him.
"Is Fuzen asleep?"
He nodded
"I began the tale of Cinderella and she fell into her slumber."
She chuckled and kissed him.
"Fine. Then how about we go to our room, and do something that requires us to be awake and yet pleasured?"
He smirked, moving to stand
"It has been a while since we have fornicated, Alysia. I would be honored to be with you intimately."
And with that, they would make their way to their bedroom.