He couldn't stop thinking about her. Throughout his classes, he's been thinking about Twilight. He's been writing praises about her, tried finding her class schedule. he even tried to sneak into the factory of which she works just to get a whiff of her as well as drop some letters in her satchel, it was literally the only thing on his mind for the day.
Under the oak tree of the university, he continues to think about Twilight. Under the spring sun, he drifts into a daydream, but his dreams were not of the normality, at least not anymore. He is surrounded by the darkness, drifting into the abyss of melancholy. He floats around in a timeless void, of which Mordecai is no longer human. In his dreams, he is an anthropomorphic bluejay, a magnificent creature full of life and love. He enters his little land of dreams, with the winds of passion blows through the air. It was a world of fantasy and perhaps possibilities for the future.
He lands on the ground of his fantasy melancholic land. He enters his world that provides him with joy in a world of bleak, colorless, unchanging attitudes. It is a happier world where all are happy, free, wealthy, and romantic. All except for Mordecai. In his mind, he can never truly be happy. But he saw his friends, happy and married in his dreams. Married with children, living the rest of their days happily. There was no revolution sweeping the Paris streets, only the sounds of content people in a new republic of freedom. The sounds of the city creating a gushing and harmonious melody. He saw up above in the starry sky an object flying over the clouds. He wasn't sure what it was, but he has heard Edward talking about a concept of a flying machine. He has seen balloons flying with people up into the sky, but it was not one of those. But would he believe that these were a sight to behold, he pretended those flying machines in the starry sky were shooting stars. He could definitely use a wish right now.
As if everything happened at once, he heard the sounds of brass horns and drums, citizens gathering along the streets to see this magnificent celebrity walk down, surrounded by guards. To Mordecai's delight, it was his love, Twilight Sparkle. In his dreams, she is a purple unicorn with wings, or an alicorn to be more specific. An almighty creature, reaching the rank of nobility or a great politician. A sweet, beautiful melody is heralded in his ears as his eyes gaze upon her. The citizens were cheering her arrival in Paris. But Mordecai was just standing there in awe of her beauty. He tried to get closer to her to ask her for her hand In marriage. But he was cut off by a Republican Guard.
"Make way for the President's Wife!" He shouts, and this causes Mordecai to get all frantic again. Is he saying that Twilight has chosen someone else over him? He felt a bit pale. His beloved wouldn't abandon him for someone else? He thought no. He knows that her heart is true like his. He decides in that moment of passion to pursue her throughout the city to confront her.
He begins his chase, running through the streets. But with his chase comes obstacles. He was stopped by the speed of horseless carriages. Horseless carriages fill the road up to the point of congestion. With shire determination, he weaves through the carriages carefully before he gets back onto the other side of the street, running in haste to chase his only love.
He continues running, chasing the enticing smell of her elegant perfume. While the guards weren't looking behind her, Twilight makes seductive gestures at Mordecai as if she is saying, 'baby, get closer and I'll grant you eternal happiness'.
Enticed by her elegance and gestures, Mordecai runs faster and faster, trying to get closer to his sunshine. But he is stopped by this person, who he has never seen in his life. But this man, he starts talking to him.
"Bonjour, mon ami. Can Ol' Gil interest you in this state-of-the-art refrigerator?" Mordecai looks confused for a quick moment. This word, what does it mean?
"Re-frig-er... I HAVE NO TIME FOR NONSENSE!" He shouts angrily at the merchant. "I need to chase down someone important!" He starts running down the street leaving Ol' Gil to sigh in disbelief. There go his chances at paying his rent. His chase leads him tired and worn out for a bit, as he slowly falls behind her and her entourage.
"You know..." a voice says out in the open. Mordecai turns to see a well-rounded, stout man cheerfully waving hello. "If you are traveling to the Élysée Palace, you might get there quickly on the Metro". Again, Mordecai looks confused, and it is noticed by this man.
"It's the French way of saying subway, a train if you will. Kind of like the underground of London". Mordecai just stands there confused, slightly brain dead.
"Guess you never heard of them. Come with me, I'll show you". There was a flight of stairs leading down to the metro station below them. Mordecai runs down while, the stout gentleman walked. Mordecai tries to run through a small gate but couldn't get through like everyone else. The gentleman laughed a little.
"You need a pass to get through. Don't worry, I already paid for the both of us". He scans both the passes and immediately Mordecai runs past the gates quickly while the man continues to walk to the platform.
"Now slow down son. I think you are forgetting something".
"What!"
"I paid for your pass, you do owe me five Euros".
"WHAT THE HELL IS A EURO! I ONLY USE FRANCS!" Mordecai really has no time for this... nonsense, and it shows in this angry response to this helpful man.
"Calm down son, I guess you don't have the money. It's fine, nothing to worry about". The train arrived at the platform, and to Mordecai's shock, there are no horses pulling it. But there wasn't time to dwell on it, he has his love to catch as he rushes onto the train. The train leaves the station, Mordecai tapping his feet to the palpitations of his heart. Will he ever see his love? Perhaps he should just give up. Wanting to break the ice, the stout gentleman tries to stir up a conversation.
"My name is Monty Uno. I live across the channel. You know, England? How about you good man?".
"Oh... uh... it's Mordecai". Mordecai gave a quick answer and didn't dwell on anything else. His mind was only on Twilight Sparkle, and her beauty radiating all of France. His mind races and his feet tap even quicker.
"UGH! Can't this machine go any faster!?"
"It only goes as fast as it is safe". The train stops at the next station. With a sigh of relief, He runs out of the train, even with the shouting of Monty saying something about a wrong stop. It didn't matter to him, what mattered to him was catching up to Twilight. He runs almost catching sight of her again, but he is once again stopped by orange-haired twins.
"Hey Hikaru look! A commoner!"
"Quick Karou, get the phone out. We can take a selfie next to him". For the third time today, Mordecai is in a state of confusion. He continues so as the teens take out this rectangle that seems to have this wired pamphlet on it, but it turns into this portrait-making thing. The boys take their pictures with a confused Mordecai in the background. His patience finally at an end, he yells in anger and pushes the twins away to catch up to her. It took a good while but he finally found the dark purple hair that he had been chasing throughout the town. He pushes anyone in his way, thrusting himself to turn the corner. His eyes close, he is close to his love. He opens his wings, puckers his beaks, he falls into what he thought were the open hooves of his love. But once he kissed her, there was something different about her. He opened his eyes and to his shock and horror, it wasn't Twilight. It was a black and white dog-cat-like creature wearing a purple wig.
"I didn't know you cared". Mordecai let out a loud shriek. His brother and sister rushed out, the younger brother punched him, and in pain, dropping to the ground, the sister grabbed his wallet, running away laughing. Street gamine! Damn it all! Even in this strange fantasy dream world, he should have been careful! But this dream was no longer for him. It was a nightmare!
His unrequited love for Twilight, his failed chase, this strange cruel world that was his dreamscape! He was on his knees, on the brink of tears. He was losing control of everything. He was about to lose his mind. But as his sorrowful state was getting worse, a beam of light shone over him. He looked up and saw a familiar face, which was a sigh of relief to see.
"My child. Whatever is the matter?" That voice! That very caring and mellow voice. He knew that voice well. It was the words of Father Jean. An old man who is the priest of the local church. He has always looked up to him for guidance, and Father Jean has always guided him towards God.
"Father Jean!" he mutters through his sobs. He felt a little better seeing such a familiar, calming face.
"I'm here to help my child. Follow me, I think it'll help you find your way". Mordecai gets up and follows Father down through the alleys of his dream Paris. Out of the alleys, he saw a sight to behold. He has heard of this structure from books and from other citizens for many years but hasn't had the time to actually see it for himself. The Cathedral of Notre Dame was a sight to behold. He remembers how trashed the place was after the revolution, but it seemed that it was all intact. He thought it was the most astounding structure of his world. In his dream world, it was all cleaned up full of men and women giving their prayers inside the cathedral. The glass stained windows shone color and warmth as a heavenly choir sings hymns and praises. He kneels down in prayer, Father Jean kneels and puts his hand on Mordecai's shoulder.
"Almighty God, please give this young man the strength to face life again. May you show him the way from loss and provide light to the way of your virtue. May he live forever in the kingdom of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. And may he be forgiven of all of his sins". His sins. Mordecai has indeed committed a grave sin. He lusted over Twilight to the point of obsession. The heavenly choir in his mind sings amen in accordance. Mordecai kept kneeling, his tears flowing into a fierce sob.
Mordecai!
His world was shaking,
Hey Mordecai!
he was shaken.,
Mounsier Mordecai! Hello!
violently to the core of his beliefs. Never to reach the sun of his life. He was both Icarus and Daedalus, and he has flown too high to the starlight of love.
MORDECAI!!!
The shaking was getting more violent, but it wasn't his dream world. It was his friend Edward shaking him to wake him up. He was no longer in the dream world. His was no longer a majestic bluejay. He slept throughout the day. It was now nightfall.
"Oh my God! I've been asleep all day!"
"Getting real worried about ya Mordecai" Edward explains, "Look, I'm glad that you are getting more sleep than rather staying up to write poems. But we got to get going, otherwise we will be late for Tamaki's Soiree". He has completely lost the time, forgetting about that ball.
"Wait! I don't have my good clothes, I haven't washed my face!"
"I brought your clothes from the dormitory, you can change in the back of the cart!" Edward points to a horse and cart, where Fry was also sitting.
"Oh! I don't want Twilight to see me changing, naked in public".
"AH, no one is on the streets at night anyway!" Edward retorts, "And are you still on about that!?" Mordecai chose not to respond. "Come on! We got to get going". Edward dragged Mordecai through the courtyard on onto his cart. With all on board, Edward commanded his horse to trot along down to Suoh Chateau on the outskirts of town.
Mordecai's dreams of passion were not his reality. But, it gives Mordecai a sense of omnipresent concerns that everything was not fine, and everything he has dreamed about will cave in on him. Never to be happy, never to be free.
-End of Chapter One-