Vega-
Here's the deal (Abram: Oh boy)
Here's the story--I'm sure you've heard it before (From you, never)
I want to feel
Bask in my glory--You've got no excuses anymore (don't be so sure)
I claim the stage (here we go)
That main role is mine
I know the steps
I've done the time (clever)
And now it's your turn to fall into line
That spot belongs to me (such entitlement)
I want to be Mari (*scoff*)
Now it's my turn
I've poured everything in
And now the time has come where I finally win (hmm)
I've held my tongue (you're killing me)
I've played my cards
Picture me groveling on one knee (that'll be the day)
I want to be Mari
Abram-[slowly]
I don't think your ready
But if you insist
It's yours, but remember
I'm taking a risk
Go ahead and try it
Live your fantasy
But when you fail miserably
You'll crawl back to me
So feel free
And try to be Mari
Author notes
Musical
Marionette is dead, Vega wants her spot. Vega is a pain in the rear end and Abram caves just a little so that she can learn a lesson. He later stipulates that she must make Lyra join the chorus.
Much Love.
