Awakening Supports/Olivia Donnel

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C Rank

Donnel:
The swan princess done lost her love, ♪ and now her luck is buuuuusted! ♪

Olivia:
She looks so sad beside the lake, ♪ her wedding ring a'rusted! ♪

Donnel:
Yikes! You done scared me, ma'am!

Olivia:
Oh, did I? Gosh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. But that's one of my favorite ballads, and I couldn't help but join in!

Donnel:
Eh? You know that song?

Olivia:
Oh, yes! All dancers dream of the day when they might perform as the white swan.

Donnel:
It's a sad song somethin' fierce, and I always get to feelin' low when I sing it. Just the way that poor white swan princess is out lamentin' her black swan prince. She sets out to journey 'round the world, hopin' to meet him one more time. But while she's gone, the evil swans wreck her home and put her realm to the torch! That's why she gets to cryin' out by that pond in the song, most-like.

Olivia:
But, Donnel, it doesn't end there. Don't you know the other verses?

Donnel:
...It don't end with that line about brewin' up tea?

Olivia:
No, that's just the end of the middle act! Here's the rest... The moon sees the swan princess sadly sipping her tea and takes pity on her. He calls out to the black swan prince and tells him how the princess suffers. When the prince hears this, he summons his allies and chases the wicked swans away. Then prince and princess are reunited in the smoldering ruins of her palace! There they embrace tenderly while the princess smiles softly up at the moon.

Donnel:
Well pluck my feathers and feed me grits! That ain't a sad song at all!

Olivia:
No, it's not.

Donnel:
Gosh, thanks for settin' me straight, ma'am. I reckon I like it even more now!

Olivia:
Oh, you're very welcome!

B Rank

Donnel:
Say, Olivia? I've been a'ponderin' that swan princess from the song. You wanna know what I think? I reckon it really is a sad story.

Olivia:
Oh? How so?

Donnel:
The princess's whole kingdom was burned up, but they never got put right.

Olivia:
Well, it's true that the song doesn't mention rebuilding...

Donnel:
So even if the white swan hitches up with her true love, her home's still rubble. I don't see how she can be properly happy like that. I surely don't.

Olivia:
I'd...never thought of that.

Donnel:
Right? It ain't no cheerful ditty at all—it's one'a them funeral dirges!

Olivia:
And if that's so, it casts her final act in an entirely different light...

Donnel:
Olivia? You chewin' on straw there? Whatcha mumblin' about?

Olivia:
Oh, sorry. I was just thinking about the choreography for that song. There was one point that always puzzled me, but I think you've given me the answer.

Donnel:
I did?

Olivia:
In the choreography, the princess smiles at the moon when they embrace. But the movements are slow and sad, as if they were full of loss. I never understood how she could be so sorrowful in the midst of an embrace. But now I think I get it.

Donnel:
She's happy for herself, but still thinkin' 'bout her home bein' all busted up.

Olivia:
Yes, exactly. Thank you, Donnel. This has been an eye-opening talk! I might be able to add a whole new dimension to this dance.

Donnel:
Gosh! I'd pay anythin' to see that!

Olivia:
Er, well, I need much more practice. I'm not much of a dancer...

Donnel:
Well, you get to rehearsin' and lemme know when yer ready to go!

A Rank

Olivia:
Donnel? Do you mind coming over here for a second?

Donnel:
What's up, Olivia?

Olivia:
Er, well... I was hoping that you might want to watch my dance.

Donnel:
Jumpin' jacksnakes! You're all done practicin'? Show me! Show me!

Olivia:
Yes, but I can't dance without music. Would you be so kind as to sing?

Donnel:
Aw, sure! But I only know the words partway.

Olivia:
That's all right. I'll sing as I dance, in the sections you don't know.

Donnel:
Okeydokey. Ready? Here goes nothin'! The moon was smilin' gently down... ♪

Donnel:
And now at last, the two embrace, ♪ and in his arms the swan does sigh... ♪

Olivia:
Up she looks, with smile so wide, ♪ to gaze at the moon in the sky. ♪

Donnel:
......

Olivia:
Er, Donnel? ...Hello? Did you like it?

Donnel:
Aw, shucks, Olivia! That's the purdiest thing I ever seen in m'whole darn life! *Sniff* Gosh... Aw, shucks...

Olivia:
*Sniff* Donnel? You're crying!

Donnel:
*Sniffle* So are you...

Olivia:
*Sniffle* Heh... I guess I am. I got so caught up in the dance, I actually became the white swan!

Donnel:
I know! I'd a'sworn you were the princess herself!

Olivia:
Oh, well now... It wasn't THAT good...

Donnel:
I reckon I could watch you dance all day! ...Don't suppose ya would, though.

Olivia:
I might be up for one more...

S Rank

Donnel:
......

Olivia:
Donnel?

Donnel:
......

Olivia:
Donnel!

Donnel:
What in tarnation? ...Oh, hi, Olivia.

Olivia:
Is something wrong? You're just sitting there like a stunned toad. W-was my dance that bad?

Donnel:
Jeepers, no... I couldn't tear my eyes away, you were so beautiful.

Olivia:
T-truly?

Donnel:
It's like I was hypnotized or somethin'. Hope I ain't gettin' sick...

Olivia:
Oh dear...

Donnel:
I just get so weepy when I imagine you as the white swan. It's almost like I'm the black swan and I've fallen in... Er... Which is by way of sayin' I went'n bought ya this.

Olivia:
Is that...a ring?

Donnel:
Now, I know I'm no prince or black swan. ...More of an odd duck, I s'pose. And I know a grubby old ring like this won't make a princess smile at the moon, but—

Olivia:
Donnel, any gift from you has the power to make this princess smile.

Donnel:
So does that mean...?

Olivia:
I think it's time for me to dance again. Except, in this performance, I won't be dancing for the black swan prince.

Donnel:
N-no?

Olivia:
No. This time I'm dancing for you. For you...my love...

Donnel:
Aw, gosh! I'm gonna sing that song like it ain't never been sung 'fore!