This story takes place after the events of the movie, so Django and Brunhild are now fugitives, after the Candyland incident.

Still, you don´t need to watch the movie to understand this fanfiction, as it´s actually a pratical joke with actor, Jemie Foxx, who is a musician in real life and also played the pianist Ray in another movie.

Good reading time. And guest readers, you aren´t welcome, if you want to review, fine, but create an account first, deal? Otherwise, go away.

DJANGO´S GIFT

DJANGO´S GIFT

It has been two months since the Candyland incident and since them, the couple of former slaves, Django and his wife Hilde has been living on the road, as fugitives, sought by all the bounty hunters in the land.

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Some time after the escape eventually, Hilde found herself pregnant and the couple decided to take refuge on an abandoned house on their way to Texas, to rest and prepared themselves for the next trip, that could happen anytime soon.

By they entered the house, Django and Hilde could realize that the owners of such house, could be fugitives as well, since everything there was on place, including their clothes and a few kitchen utensils.

''not bad to an abandoned house, huh?'' Django pointed out.

''not at all'' his wife agreed and for the rest of the evening, they did nothing, but make themselves at home.

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Later that night however, Django couldn´t sleep, he was worried about his wife, his future children and the life they were living, it wasn´t appropriated for a couple waiting to create a family and for once, he hoped everything to end soon. Honestly, he just wished never been a slave in the first place.

Unable to sleep then, the get out the bed and start to walk around the house, examining every inch of the place, every picture on the wall and every piece of furniture scattered around, including an old dusty piano.

Boring then, the black man sat in front of the instrument and stared at it, before play with the kays, producing what could be called a song, or just some sorrowful melody, from a former slave, who lounges for freedom.

From the bedroom, Brunhilde was woke up by such a melody and eventually, turned to her husband side, to call him, finding however, his side of the bed empty and cold. Confused, the woman get up and armed with a single candle, she followed the sound direction, when she found her husband sitting in front of the piano, playing it.

''Django?'' she whispered and in response, the man jumped on his feet, surprised to see his wife´s there.

''Hilde'' he smiled ''you scared me. Sorry if I woke you up'' he said and she approached him with a smile.

''you didn´t'' she said, kissing his head ''why you never told me you know how to play piano?''

''because, I never knew I knew how to play, I just set there, and the notes flowed beneath my fingers'' he said ''I'm worry, just that'' he said and she kissed him.

''we´re going to be fine, honey, I know this''

''how do you know?'' he teased her, already knowing the answer.

''because I have a very brave husband, that will protect me and our children no mater what'' she said ''you have a lot of gifts, Django and that's why I trust you and that´s why I love you''

''I love you too, Hilde, I love you very much'' he said, finally calming down.

Maybe Brunhild was right, they will eventually get better one day and Django couldn´t wait for that.

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